Act07 Phantom

Chapter 751: Act.07 [Phantom]

Foreword:

A lazy hand does not prove a contented heart.

--Thomas Fuller

[Part ①: The Bible Seller]

The gusty wind blowing from northwest to southeast showed no signs of stopping; on the contrary, it grew stronger.

A nauseating spiritual pressure was slowly eroding Billy Horn's heart—

—both the spiritual pressure from the environment and the spiritual pressure from Judas.

They rose and fell in succession, harmonizing like music.

They wove an inescapable net, and the quieter it became, the louder Billy felt it.

When he closed his lips, watching the rivers surge and the tides ebb and flow, he always wished time would slow down, just a little bit more.

Because in three and a half hours, he would have to make a choice, a choice that would determine how he would spend the rest of his life.

No one could help him with this choice. His only good brother, Fuyanni, seemed to have gone mad.

This pitiable and detestable Homo sapiens revealed a weak side. After eating, he had been pestering Judas with questions—seeming very interested in the Guiyi Sect.

"Mr. Judas! Mr. Judas!"

Fuyanni leaned against the ship's railing, getting rained on with Judas.

"Mr. Judas! Can you tell me about the Madness Butterfly Sect?"

Judas chuckled, "You're interested in it?"

Fuyanni, "Of course! If I recite a few scriptures? Does that count as useful? Isn't that also a talent?"

"Actually, it's not as complicated as you think," Judas raised his hand—

—Fuyanni's gaze followed the hand up and down. Wherever it waved, Fuyanni watched, like a pet waiting for its owner to toss it a dog biscuit.

"I believe that in any endeavor, the key is the phrase 'never forget your original intention'." Judas placed a finger to his lips, signaling Fuyanni to