Facing an Ancient God for a Year - Chapter 135
Chapter 135: Chapter 134 Disorder (Part Five)_1
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Who are you, elder brother?
Fu Qian looked at the excited man in front of him.
A white collar, a shirt and trousers with a coffee-colored robe—if he were holding a book, he’d be the spitting image of a priest.
From the reactions of the people around him, it was clear that this priest was quite prestigious here.
With his recent exclamation, Fu Qian felt the gazes on him turn fervently intense.
“Is it truly Dragon Feast? The Sequence that disappeared for decades?”
The lady in the trench coat looked at the priest, her expression gravely serious.
“Trust me, Baroness, there’s no mistake—the Blue Circular Fine Scales, starting from the limbs and torso…”
The priest’s voice was trembling.
“After so many years, finally, a Sequence has returned!”
Hisss!
The woman known as the Baroness took a deep breath.
“I think it’s best if we verify it first, so we don’t end up empty-handed and happy for nothing.”
Mm-hmm!
The priest nodded vigorously, his face brimming with enthusiasm as he beckoned Fu Qian with an indisputable tone.
“Please follow me.”
Dragon Feast? Sequence? Returned?
Under the escort of the Baroness and her entourage, Fu Qian followed the priest onward while trying to piece together the proverb that ‘the three-year period has come to an end’.
Although he had caught only fragments of the conversation, he could somehow piece together some of the content.
“Sequence” probably referred to different types of power, and the one he awakened to was one of them, called Dragon Feast.
And from what the priest implied, the Dragon Feast Sequence had not appeared for decades, making it a rare phenomenon.
His awakening had marked the return of this lost Sequence, and they were exceedingly excited about it.
The priest seemed to have a way to verify its authenticity and was now leading him there.
For the moment, there seemed to be no danger, Fu Qian silently concluded.
Of course, there was another point—he was technically an escapee.
Although nobody had cared about this since just now, it was hard to say what their reaction would be once discovered.
Fu Qian decided to wait and see what unfolded.
Amidst the watchful eyes of the crowd along the way, the group followed the priest to a building that resembled a church.
Passing through a long colonnade to the interior, Fu Qian identified the shapes of several colorful clusters in the stained glass windows around the hall.
It related indeed to their faith.
“The rest of you wait here; the Baroness and I will go up.”
The priest brought them to a stairway on the side of the hall and gestured for the rest of the squad to wait there.
The others promptly halted, while the Baroness, without a word, signaled with her eyes for Fu Qian to walk in front.
A few minutes later, the three of them reached the top of another tower and stopped in front of a large brown door.
The priest first bowed in worship before pushing the doors open to either side.
Behind the door was a spacious hall, with seven stone statues of various forms standing at intervals, forming a circle.
Besides that, there was nothing else.
“This is the Hall of Glory.”
The priest gazed at each statue, his eyes filled with an inexplicable devotion and ecstasy.
“Come with me.”
At his bidding, Fu Qian approached one of the statues.
The statue’s form was quite different from the aurora in the sky; it was mostly human in shape.
However, one could see some peculiar mutations in parts of it.
The statue before Fu Qian was distinctly covered in fine scales, extremely similar to those on his own arm.
Of course, compared to the statue, his own condition was still mild, with only the scales being abnormal and the rest of him looking normal.
The statue appeared far more ferocious, not only with a face like a lizard, but even something like wings sprouting from its back.
Following the priest’s cue, Fu Qian placed his hand on the statue.
Under their anxious gazes, the statue slowly radiated patterns of golden light, resplendent and lustrous.
Almost instantly, Fu Qian heard two heavy breaths.
“It is the true Dragon Feast!”
“Though the level is not high, it’s real!”
The priest looked at the Baroness, his face full of ecstasy.
The latter finally showed emotion.
“Seven Lights’ blessing, this is the hope of everyone!”
“Yes, I will go announce this news immediately!”
Announcing the good news, I have no objection, but do you really not care about how I came out?
Fu Qian looked at the two excited people.
“Sorry, could you explain a bit?”
“Explain?”
The priest glanced at him puzzled, then suddenly realized.
“Did the previous Discoloration State affect your memory? How much do you remember?”
“Almost nothing.”
The priest had already found the reason, Fu Qian simply went along with it, answering very truthfully.
“You must at least know about Dragon Feast, right?”
The priest pointed at his body.
Fu Qian shook his head.
“Ah…”
The priest sized up Fu Qian, sighing deeply.
“Understandable, awakening while under the Discoloration Curse must have come at a great cost.”
“But no matter, you have become one of the Sequence, you don’t have to worry anymore.”
“That is indeed good news.”
“Let’s walk and talk, I’ll give you a brief introduction to the situation.”
The priest led Fu Qian outside.
“In this Hall of Glory, there are statues of the seven kings of Sequence; they represent the ultimate form of the Seven Sequences’ power.”
“The Seven Sequences correspond to the eternal and undying Seven Lights, which are also the foundation of this world’s existence.”
“Unfortunately, the legacy has been declining for many years, and some Sequences have not seen any Awakeners anymore, including Dragon Feast.”
“Until now, we only have Awakeners from three Sequences left.”
The Baroness interjected from the side.
So that’s how it is.
“That’s why your awakening has uplifted everyone so much, the return of the ancient Sequence represents the greatest hope.”
“The people outside have lived in fear for too long.”
I see.
“But what exactly is the Discoloration?”
“You don’t remember that either?”
This time, even the priest was shocked.
“I only remember a period of extreme pain, the sensory memories throughout my body slowly fading away, but I don’t recall anything else.”
“Yes, that is the Discoloration Curse.”
The Baroness spoke in a low voice.
“Everyone who has not yet entered a Sequence is under the threat of the Discoloration Curse. Once afflicted, life gradually dims until it completely dissipates.”
“In fact, there have not been any Awakeners for nearly a year.
Meanwhile, the number of the Discolored Ones is steadily increasing, we are investigating the cause while we have no choice but to lock the Discolored Ones in prison.”
“You are the only one known so far, who has survived with the curse still in you.”
“In short, your outstanding performance has given everyone hope.”
The priest was on the brink of tears, barely able to contain his emotions.
Endowed with unparalleled talent, saving the world from despair.
What a sensation of being the Chosen One!
Fu Qian sighed, understanding the general situation.
Never thought I’d have the day to become Long Aotian.
[Current task completed, target updated]
[Investigate the reason for the increase of the Discolored Ones]
Fu Qian was still reflecting when the voice rang in his ear, the long-awaited task finally updated.
