Chapter 773: Chapter 771 Old Day’s Mark_1 Chapter 773: Chapter 771 Old Day’s Mark_1 The message of task completion appeared by my ear just as the weapon returned to its rightful owner.

At this moment, the longsword had adopted the standard ice-crack pattern; it was clear that no matter what was done, it couldn’t be salvaged.

The only possible use for it now would be to hang it on a wall.

As Ji Liushuang looked on with a dumbfounded expression, the scene before his eyes shifted, and in the next moment, Fu Qian had already appeared in the warehouse.

The savage cuts covering his body vanished instantly, and the cold scrutiny was also abruptly interrupted as the mission summary sounded.

[Mission Evaluation: Mad God’s Apostle]
[Faced with the request of the Tomb Guard Clan, the investigation team from the Academy achieved complete success, smoothly eliminating the crisis that threatened the Kamakura Family with extinction.

Having endured through many years, the Tomb Guardian career of the Kamakura Family thus came to an end, although until the very last moment, they did not understand why they were abandoned.

Just as they did not know why a certain mysterious demigod was willing to help them.

The Academy’s investigation team stayed for a brief few days to ensure that the curse did not reemerge before choosing to depart.

And the Kamakura Family, having lost the Severing Godly Seal, wisely decided to abandon their ancient residence.

The relic that they had guarded for many years consequently became a place that anyone could set foot in.

However, the Night Watchman that arrived upon receiving their report immediately sealed off the lower levels of the relic, allowing no one to enter.

In the time that followed, the Kamakura Family that had left for distant lands, there were those who tried to stealthily call out to the Nameless Divine Beings, but sadly, they never received another response.

The exalted scrutiny had been bound in a special manner and would no longer easily bestow blessings.]
[Kills: None]
[Rewards: SAN Points +20, Old Day’s Mark]
[Current SAN Points: 164, Current Inspiration: 99]
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So, the Kamakura Family has completely turned ordinary? The effect of this Return Edict is too good, isn’t it?

Fu Qian mulled over the mission summary while feeling somewhat amazed.

Besides, this mission evaluation is quite interesting–Mad God’s Apostle–is it referring to the moment when the connection was successfully made?

The Mad God is undoubtedly the other end’s Nameless God; does this title mean that the Nameless God had actually gone mad a long time ago?

That would explain the bizarre statues, as well as that peculiar pool.

As he thought, Fu Qian found the reward that was for him.

[Name: Old Day’s Mark]
[Description: A conceptualized representation of “wounds”, backed by a Divine Tier’s power, although now only the afterglow of former days remains. Under its gaze, even lifeless stones will sprout marks of wounds.

Upon activation, you will receive the scrutiny of the Mad God, and both you and all existence around you will simultaneously bear the traces of wounds.]
[Note: Only madness remains inside the remains of the Old God, and worse still, His divine authority is still in place.]
This… is retribution!

After reading the reward description, Fu Qian let out a deep sigh to the heavens in the next moment.

Doesn’t it seem like I made a diligent effort to establish contact, only to end up getting this effect as a reward, which the warehouse shamelessly handed to me?

Was I just treated the same way as when I just paid the staff with their own money for their benefits?

And it’s clearly a self-harming skill; its only advantage seems to be that it’s ridiculously high-tier!

Complaints aside, Fu Qian still started a serious evaluation the next moment.

Firstly, the skill description made it clear that the source of the damage came from a Divine-Level authority, sweeping everything indifferently.

I would guess even Divine Envoys would find it difficult to be immune.

Of course, the drawback is obvious–this thing doesn’t differentiate between friend and foe.

Fortunately, I’m a specialist in physical strength, so my resistance in this regard should be comparatively strong. It’s definitely worth considering using this in critical moments to trade for blood.

Moreover, the skill note seems to carry significant implications.

Old God, remains, authority still in place–the information is quite substantial.

Combining the previous speculations, could it be understood that the Nameless God indeed died, but the divine seat still exists, only it’s a mad corpse that’s sitting there?

And this led to the rituals of the Kamakura Family still receiving responses, just with uncontrollable effects.

Moreover, that was in the past; according to the mission summary, the current members of the Kamakura Family can no longer gain attention in the same way.

As for the reason, it seems to be because the Nameless God faced certain restrictions after the completion of their own mission.

This authority could likely only be manifested again through their own Skill.

Has it evolved from ruining one’s prospects to stealing one’s opportunities?

The path of cultivation is truly fraught with hardship!

Tsk-tsk in admiration, the very next moment Fu Qian directly activated his Skill.

Almost instantly, the familiar pain resurfaced.

Going directly for maximum firepower?

Fu Qian looked down at his body and noticed that the cuts were increasing at a frantic pace, and due to the struggle with his own flesh and blood, they were opening and closing like a fish’s mouth once again.

In fact, just this visual effect was shocking enough, and if he really put it to use, it could possibly cause not just physical damage but also mental stress.

Furthermore, what would happen if this were activated in front of the Red Moon?

That would be equivalent to attracting the attention of two Divine Beings at the same time, and it’s uncertain whether they would conflict with each other.

The Nameless God is indeed mad, and the state of the Red Moon is obviously abnormal as well.

Alright, check-in is over; time to get back to business.

After experiencing it for ten seconds, Fu Qian shut off his new Skill.

Considering the last incident with the exploding eyeball, a fair amount of items on the table had been lost, so the cleanup wasn’t complicated.

And in light of the current situation, Fu Qian naturally didn’t hesitate to pick out everything that was easy to carry, then put on the Emissary’s Mask.

…

The weather was still clear and sunny.

Looking out the window, Fu Qian confirmed he had successfully returned to the mansion and that it was still the time he had left.

Glancing in the mirror, the wounds caused by the experiment had already healed completely.

Satisfied, he nodded and the next moment, Fu Qian opened the door, walking back to the living room.

In the living room, Su Gao was carefully drinking tea, adhering to Fu Qian’s instructions.

“Mr. Darcy.”

Seeing Fu Qian return so swiftly, Su Gao greeted him softly without asking too many questions.

“Here, this is for you.”

Fu Qian was very straightforward; after sitting down, he tossed something over.

“This is…”

Su Gao looked at the black notebook in front of her.

Although she hadn’t seen it before, she could clearly sense that this item was extraordinary.

“Abyssal Chronicle.”

Fu Qian briefly summarized the effects.

“Of course, the side effect is that it will also ‘remember’ you, so you have to think carefully before opening it. For instance, a certain Night Watchman who is the chief of the Shangjing area, adamantly refuses to open it.”

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“It’s fine, thank you.”

After only a second of consideration, Su Gao shook her head with a smile.

She understood the value of the item and didn’t show excessive modesty, nor did she ask where Fu Qian had gotten it from.

No need to mention it; after all, theoretically, an artifact of yours called the Hidden Thread was also destroyed by me.

In response to Su Gao’s thanks, Fu Qian thought to himself.