Eldritch Horror Theatre

It really is different from last time. It didn't force me to kill every Covenanter to complete the mission.

The scenery shifted. The Ruins and the three people rapidly vanished from sight as Fu Qian mused.

Hopefully, those three can escape with their lives!

These Ruins, known as the Angel Dungeon, will most likely collapse at an extremely rapid pace and vanish completely into that flesh swamp.

But considering the formidable strength of the two non-humans among them, it shouldn't be much of a problem.

Then again, maybe not. All of them were visibly in terrible shape.

One is on the verge of losing control, one is schizophrenic, and the third literally has the intellect of an unborn child.

The trio couldn't scrounge up a single normal person between them. It wouldn't be strange if their communication completely broke down.

[Mission Evaluation: Oathbreaker Gunslinger]

And only by purifying them can the latter attain redemption.

Unfortunately, most of the time, the Angels' method of purification is the destruction of the flesh.

To the Angels, this is unimportant; they believe the latter has already achieved redemption.

The sorrowful and anxious Lorraine discovered an Ancient Ruins in the blood-soaked earth.

She should have been more careful, but her negative emotions eroded her caution.

And the bizarre nature of the transcendent world never pities anyone.]

[Kills: Azim, Feathered Insect*2]

[Rewards: SAN Value +25; inspiration +5]

[Special Reward: Mercy]

[Current SAN Value: 219, Current inspiration: 91]

[Play event recap?]

It really was her!

Listening to the mission summary, Fu Qian's earlier deductions were undoubtedly confirmed.

Compared to the others, Ms. Lorraine was likely the most innocent, yet her circumstances were the most tragic.

If I hadn't intervened, she probably would have wandered down there for a long, long time.

Then there's Elena, whose condition is also worrying, and even Cross.

The Angel Ruins seem to help him stabilize his condition and suppress his loss of control.

If the group really manages to escape, Elena, having already become an Angel, could most likely act as a mobile Lighthouse.

And as long as Cross stays near her, he can remain normal.

This duo is looking more and more like a Saintess and her sledgehammer.

Now, whether they are fortunate or not is entirely up to them.

Speaking of which, there seem to be a lot of these Covenant Objects over here in the Wasteland.

A sinner and an Angel... I've already encountered two of them so far.

Not to mention the piles of Ancient Ruins.

As the most famous forbidden zone, this place is truly far from simple. I should go take a look if I get the chance.

Fu Qian secretly made up his mind.

The only problem is the high risk. These messy faiths sound high and mighty, but they are actually incredibly sinister.

And from the previous mission summary, I've already confirmed that this is entirely a wicked path. There's even less of a need to dabble in it.

But the core issue is that the methods of establishing a covenant are unpredictable. There's no way to avoid them even if you try, especially with this Angelic Faith.

That's probably why the mission didn't demand that I kill all the existing Angels.

Because even they probably have no idea how a covenant is established in the first place.

Coupled with the collapse of the Angel Dungeon, the chances of this being replicated in the future are slim.

Amidst his evaluation, Fu Qian sought out his special reward for this trip. A moment later, a heavy weight dropped into his hand.

[Name: Mercy]

[Type: Weapon]

[Description: A specially crafted revolver, exquisite yet deadly. Its existence is the best explanation for the concept of mercy.]

[Effect 1: Suffocation. Silently, the fallen are marked with Guilt Established.

Upon activation, your next bullet enters a concealed state, and its probability of being perceived is greatly reduced.]

[Effect 2: Boon of Release. All hidden corruption is laid bare before our eyes, and we shall mercifully grant them release.

For any target struck by Mercy, your subsequent attacks have a chance to trigger three times.]

[Note: We convict, we purify, we achieve Transcendence.]

A weapon? This reward is truly a rarity for me.

Though no matter how you look at it, this description carries a bit of irony.

Muttering his complaints, Fu Qian lowered his head and examined the second weapon he had ever obtained—if the Tyrant's Fist could even be considered one.

Elegant!

This was the first time Fu Qian had ever used that word to describe a gun.

Refined and slender, the majority of the gun's body was forged from an unknown silver-white metal, its surface engraved with intricate, delicate patterns.

Although the patterns formed no specific imagery, merely looking at them evoked an intuitive sense of the divine.

At a glance, this thing felt more suited for display in a study; taking it out to shoot people would simply be recklessly wasting heaven's gifts.

Yet contrary to its appearance, this gun's effects could only be described as formidable and completely shameless.

There was no need to elaborate on the first effect, Suffocation. Considering it was a ranged weapon, it couldn't be more perfect for sneak attacks.

I can even use Air Bullet as a cover to further reduce the risk of discovery.

In an instant, Fu Qian thought up several even more shameless tactical applications.

And the second effect, Boon of Release, gives a chance for subsequent attacks to trigger three times. It specifically says "subsequent attacks," which means it isn't restricted to the gun itself.

Assuming there's no error in the description... even if it only triggers on a probability, it's still so brutal it makes your hair stand on end.

Fu Qian naturally pictured a scenario where a single claw swipe could gouge out three kidneys.

Earlier, I felt a vague sense of pity that I couldn't bring back the revolver I had gotten so used to after finishing the mission. I never expected to be directly rewarded with an even more vicious one.

This makes the trip entirely worthwhile.

Of course, this thing is genuinely cool, but I definitely can't take it home.

That Bell from last time already had Young Master Qin and the others suspecting I'd changed careers to become a charlatan. They can still distinguish between a real and a fake item like this, so bringing it back would probably scare them to death.

The world of a Bookstore Owner is much more inclusive. Everyone there has seen all sorts of bizarre things.

Besides...

Thinking of something else, Fu Qian spun the gun in his hand and flicked the cylinder open.

Sure enough, there isn't a single bullet inside.

Looks like I'll have to find a way to get some ammo when I go back.

But that shouldn't be an issue. Even though ammunition is strictly controlled, with my relationship with Yuan Shan, getting a little bit is a piece of cake.

I might not even need her. Eldest Miss Wen Li should also be able to round up a bunch quickly.

With that in mind, Fu Qian tucked the gun into his coat, found the Emissary Mask, and put it on.

...

[Mister Fang, I have temporarily left Shangjing due to family matters. If there is anything you need me to do, you can leave a message with the butler here, and I will find a way to provide assistance as soon as possible.]

To Fu Qian's slight surprise, just as he came down from the Bookstore Second Floor, he found a letter lying on the floor.

He opened it up and saw that it was indeed left by Wen Li.

It feels like she left in a bit of a hurry. Did her old father run into some emergency?

Fu Qian mused as he read the letter.

However, a Tier 5 Transcendent returning home—no matter how you look at it, this has all the makings of a "three-year deadline has arrived, the Dragon King returns" script.

May Eldest Miss Wen's martial fortunes prosper.

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