Mm—
Golden flames surged upward. The last sound Hat-Brother made was crushed along with his neck, and his head and body fell to the ground together.
Though not many people had been watching, the gruesome scene still drew a wave of screams.
Ah—
Then came an even louder wave.
The two chunks of corpse on the ground quickly broke down and peeled away into strands, which then gathered into streams and spread in every direction, just as they had after he was shot dead last time.
The people whose attention had been drawn by the first wave of screams undoubtedly saw the whole thing, and instinctively fled in terror.
In an instant, the area beside the statue—the most crowded spot in the entire church—was left with only Fu Qian and that mass of... something.
As the nearest living body, he was undoubtedly its first target.
"Interesting power."
Fu Qian not only didn't dodge, but even reached out and caught one especially large strand.
Unsurprisingly, the gesture set off another round of screams. Some people were already fleeing toward the church's outer reaches.
"Too bad."
But as he watched his flesh rapidly split apart wherever the strand passed, Fu Qian, the one experiencing it firsthand, seemed somewhat disappointed.
It was indeed a power of an astonishing tier, but though it could injure him, it wasn't enough to trigger a true transformation.
Just like the thing inside Sala, it hadn't grown any stronger compared to the last Healing Dreamscape.
"You can do it. Trust me."
Fu Qian casually flicked away the thing that had crawled up to his wrist, then looked toward the old woman in the distance.
Though she could hardly hide her terror, the old woman had indeed taken his advice. The bottle of potion was already open, and she