"To see" was the original sin.
Because once you could "see," you would discover the abnormalities of the world. And in a world that regarded abnormalities as normal, you would instead become an outlier.
After Chen Ke used strange energy to dispel the contamination from him, he led him onward toward the temple.
Chen Fan followed silently behind Chen Ke.
One of his hands was clenched into a fist.
Countless thoughts surfaced in his heart.
Was this entire world fake?
Then what had he been seeing before?
Had he been veiled beneath a false curtain, raised in a false world, his life manipulated without him ever realizing it?
Those "gods"—no, were they really gods?
They continued through the Mist Forest.
The closer they got to the temple, the more contamination there was along the way.
That temple was like an enormous source of contamination, constantly radiating it outward.
The plants and animals around it had all undergone mutations.
They had become unrecognizable, terrifying, and twisted.
Chen Ke gripped his longsword.
Whenever a monster came, he froze it, then delivered the final blow with the blade in his hand.
All along the way.
The frost condensed into a long path.
Wherever he passed, not a blade of grass remained.
Chen Fan watched the figure of this strange man.
He had already guessed that this man was probably not one favored by the gods.
After all, there was not the slightest respect for gods in this man's words. Even if he had a god he believed in, his attitude toward gods should not have been like this.
It was as if, in this man's heart, gods were not worth mentioning at all.
Even when those believers fiercely rejected other gods for the sake of the one they worshipped, they were still extremely