"Benevolent one, benevolent one."
"Watching" A'wei grow more and more illusory and shadowy, from head to toe, until he could no longer interact with Fu Qian in any way, Fu Qian let out a subdued sigh from deep in his chest and bowed slightly in farewell.
His left arm, now reduced to half its length, reached into his severed neck at a bizarre angle and pulled out a head with indistinct features, then casually made the sign of the cross.
Under normal circumstances, he would usually let the head grow back on its own.
But this time, the cost was simply too great, so he switched to manual mode.
"Fate's cycle turns; cause and effect bring their reward. As you depart for Unseen Hill, I wish you an early breakthrough and the attainment of true enlightenment, so that my guidance may not have been in vain."
"You... are..."
A faint thought surfaced in his mind, clearly coming from Brother A'wei, who had nearly faded into a mere silhouette.
"Foolish child!"
Fu Qian sighed deeply and gazed up, his hands behind his back.
"My name is Andir. I once challenged causality..."
He did not finish, because every trace of Brother A'wei had already vanished completely.
At almost the same moment, the thick stench of decay disappeared without a trace.
Sensing the change, Fu Qian looked around and was certain that the impassable boundary of death was gone, leaving behind only utter devastation.
It didn't seem very active.
Fu Qian, who had been gripping False God Incarnation and was ready to activate it at any moment, saw this and relaxed with satisfaction.
What he had done just now was simple. Faced with an existence who was nearly a divine messenger, perhaps even immune to death through a god's favor, he had tried