Eldritch Horror Theatre

As it turned out, even though no internal organs were visible at all, a kidney strike still worked on Yi'an just fine in his current state.

Considering his opponent was a true Demigod, Fu Qian had even gone ahead and expended a point of his SAN Value.

Following that violent strike, Yi'an's chest burst open. Fu Qian could even feel the power maintaining the man's current form crumbling away with it.

Unable to maintain a human shape any longer, Yi'an instantly collapsed into a puddle of sludge.

"I told you, this current form is meaningless."

Yet Yi'an's voice still rang out.

His body, now completely devoid of any human semblance, tightly wrapped around one of Lily's hands as she lay prone on the ground. His voice sounded eerie and frantic.

"You will never destroy me. Lily's sacrifice has value. I will protect her forever."

"Ah!"

The enveloped arm stiffened for a moment before falling completely limp.

"Sorry, but your lover is dead. You failed to protect her."

The next moment, Lanaya tossed a sizable, bloody head onto the ground. Her voice was ice-cold.

"I gave her release."

No wonder she was the head of the Disciplinary Department!

Fu Qian silently marveled at Lanaya's actions, offering no objections.

Both physically and mentally, Lily had already completely collapsed. An end like this wasn't necessarily a bad thing for her.

...

"It doesn't matter."

Lanaya's actions forced Yi'an into a few seconds of silence. When his voice rang out again, however, he didn't sound particularly devastated.

"I am already a Demigod now. Lily will become a part of my memories, and she will be immortal along with me."

Professor Yi'an, this string of remarks was enough to fill a book of scumbag quotes.

Fu Qian clicked his tongue in admiration of the man's sheer audacity, while Lanaya trembled with rage.

But before she could take another step forward, Fu Qian stopped her.

"Step aside."

Lanaya instantly realized that Fu Qian was about to unleash a major attack and swiftly leaped to the side.

Almost simultaneously, thousands of tentacles erupted from Fu Qian's body, indiscriminately blanketing every piece of Yi'an's severed limbs.

Faced with this terrifying, carpet-bombing barrage, Yi'an's remaining flesh was pulverized in an instant.

However, the vitality of the Mythical Form exceeded all imagination. The obliterated limbs instantly broke down into even tinier fragments.

Unfortunately for him, before those fragments could scatter and escape, even more tentacles split off to track them down, crushing them one by one.

Amidst this repeated annihilation, about ten seconds passed. By the time it was over, nothing remained moving on the ground.

...

Watching this scene unfold from the sidelines, Lanaya didn't even dare to breathe.

In terms of sheer horror, this display far surpassed anything Yi'an had done.

Was the Mythical Form always this terrifying? But the other people from the Academy seemed perfectly fine...

Lanaya naturally didn't believe Fu Qian's excuses. Reaching the Demigod Realm in such a short time? She assumed he had been hiding his true strength all along.

The thought of such a terrifying existence lurking inside the Academy filled her with lingering dread.

Li Weixuan had almost come to blows with him earlier. Thank goodness they hadn't actually fought.

Had that conflict escalated... Lanaya couldn't help but picture a series of catastrophic outcomes.

But now wasn't the time to let her imagination run wild. She needed to deal with the immediate problem first.

"Is he dead? We need to report this to the Academy immediately."

Seeing Fu Qian finally retract his attack, Lanaya swallowed hard and stepped closer.

The very next moment, however, she found him staring at her with cold eyes.

"What are you doing? Why are you looking at me like that?"

Lanaya stared back at Fu Qian in confusion.

Yet before Fu Qian could answer, a strange sensation suddenly welled up inside her.

A moment later, she involuntarily took a step closer. She actually grabbed onto Fu Qian's arm, her breathing growing heavy and her eyes turning glazed.

"Let's go. This place needs to be cleaned up as soon as possible."

"Sure!"

Fu Qian casually replied.

"But before we head out, there's one more thing I need to test."

Hm?

The moment Fu Qian's words registered, Lanaya didn't quite understand his meaning, but an overwhelming sense of crisis instantly washed over her.

Unfortunately, just as she followed her instincts and attempted to dodge, a sky full of tentacles was already reflected in her eyes once more.

A few seconds later, amid flashing bursts of light, Lanaya collapsed heavily onto the ground. She no longer bore any signs of life.

Fu Qian knew she carried quite a few life-saving artifacts, so he hadn't held back in the slightest.

At such close range, facing the full-powered strike of a Demigod, even with the heightened alertness of Ecstasy, there was absolutely no saving Lanaya.

At this moment, not a single trace of the living remained in the room.

As expected, it still wasn't finished?

Fu Qian looked down at his hands, not particularly surprised.

The next moment, he simply closed his eyes.

"I truly didn't expect you to push me this far."

A moment later, a voice echoed within his mind.

"It's a pity. I already told you—as long as desire still exists, I will never die. Why won't you believe me?"

"Just a test."

Fu Qian wasn't the least bit surprised that Yi'an could speak directly into his mind.

Desire was essentially human instinct, and he wasn't exactly some enlightened monk.

Furthermore, judging from Brother Honma's past behavior, there were all sorts of desires out there. Spouting simple mantras like 'form is emptiness' probably wouldn't mean much.

"Is that so? And what are the results of your little test?"

Yi'an's tone dripped with mockery.

"A very interesting form."

"If we're talking purely from the perspective of becoming a God, it is indeed quite a superior path."

Recalling the man's earlier performance, Fu Qian offered a rather objective critique.

"However, right now, it seems you've been reduced to a mere wisp of lingering intent. Are you sure you can call this immortality?"

"The mind of a Demigod is indeed far more resolute. I am currently being suppressed by you, but so what?"

"I have practically become a part of the very concept of desire. Time holds no meaning for me anymore. I can wait as long as I like, and if I wish to leave, there is absolutely no way for you to trap me."

"Even if you choose to drag us both down into mutual destruction, I will still be able to return after a long passage of time."

"Unlike you so-called Demigods, I am truly immortal."

Yi'an let out a burst of laughter as he spoke.

"Control your emotions a bit. I told you, that was just a test."

"Now that our academic exchange has concluded, it's time to get to work."

Fu Qian's tone remained as sluggish as ever.

"If I say you die, you die."

After saying this in his mind, Fu Qian didn't hesitate in the slightest. He directly activated Transcendence.

Immortal?

He had to be joking. Considering this was the type of mission Fu Qian excelled at most, he didn't care what breed of Demigod Yi'an was. The instant his name was known, the man was already dead.

"Guess who I am?"

The very next moment, as his five senses were restored, a voice rang out behind him once again.

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