Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 278: Chapter 278: Bottled Prisoner (Part 2)_1

Hunting down those with the deepest sins?

The hall was eerily quiet, as Fu Qian’s brows slightly furrowed.

Although uncertain of how strong the Sin Seekers were, they were likely not easy to deal with.

And clearly, their existence was an effective way to prevent the snowballing effect from becoming too easy.

According to the earlier introduction, the more prisoners killed, the heavier their burden of Sinflame would become.

And as long as they could endure the pain without purification, they could easily enter a state where the strong get stronger, turning it into a one-sided reaping rhythm, quickly becoming dull.

But with the presence of Sin Seekers, accumulating advantages became not so easy.

Once anyone started to engage in a killing spree, they would face the dual containment of other people and the Sin Seekers.

Under such circumstances, it undoubtedly greatly increased the unpredictability of this killing game.

Another point was that most people seemed unfazed while Sir William was introducing the rules, clearly very familiar with them.

But it was made very clear in the introduction that only one person could survive each of these killing games.

It couldn’t possibly be that there were so many repeat offenders, could it?

And he also mentioned “other viewers”?

Fu Qian looked around and seemed to see countless hidden cameras.

A live broadcast of a real-life death game? @@novelbin@@

Fu Qian thought of a possibility.

Although it was unclear how it was done, one could only say these people really knew how to play!

Indeed, in places without control, the creativity of the masses is infinite.

But it was also understandable.

As a form of execution for criminals, if it couldn’t be made well-known, then it would lose its purpose.

This wasn’t good news, as it was well known: the cloud players were also players.

Having watched many games, they were somewhat familiar with the content.

On the other hand, he was completely in the dark.

This not only meant more danger but could also bring unnecessary trouble to himself.

Fu Qian thought this while casually smearing his face with a hand, making some minor adjustments to his features.

If there were indeed many viewers, considering his multiple identities, it would be better to keep a lower profile.

Now, after the minor adjustments, his appearance might seem somewhat similar at a glance, but the overall charm had changed significantly.

“I fully understand how you all feel now, witnessing life counting down isn’t exactly a pleasant experience,” Sir William on the stage uttered a string of emotionless laughter.

“But trust me, there is nothing better than hope, no matter how slim the chances may be.”

“Do you know what the best part is? In three days, this elusive hope will surely be seized by someone, which is always something to look forward to.”

“Alright. The rules have been announced, and the dinner has also ended.”

He glanced down at his wristwatch.

“In five minutes, the favor of the Goddess of Sin and Punishment will descend. You can take this time to leave this place.”

“Hide yourself, set traps, explore the unknown, whatever you want to do. Danger and rewards coexist within the ruins.”

“Of course, if you don’t leave, that’s also fine…”

“Good luck to all you criminals!”

After making his final farewell, he first bowed to the prisoners in the hall, then stepped off the platform and quickly left through a side passage with a group of people.

Almost as soon as his figure vanished, people around the round table began to move.

In less than ten seconds, over half the people in the hall had vanished with a whoosh.

They sure knew what they were doing!

Sitting still, Fu Qian observed and nodded.

With three full days, this game was indeed a long one.

Hiding oneself and then striking at the right moment was a quite reasonable strategy.

No need to mention the threat of the Sin Seekers.

The message in William’s words just now was simple, you don’t have to leave, but this isn’t a safe zone, and not everyone here is clear-headed.

Fu Qian scanned the surroundings, at this moment, around a quarter of the people in the hall had yet to move.

The remaining prisoners were paying attention to the direction in which the forerunners had left, while also sizing each other up, assessing the threat.

And it wasn’t long before Fu Qian became the focal point of many gazes.

On the one hand, it was because of his clueless looking around, the very picture of a newbie.

On the other hand, although many people hadn’t left, in the entire hall, he was still the only one sitting.

It was truly conspicuously prominent.

Many people’s gazes were like wolves spotting meat.

“This one’s mine.”

And in less than half a minute, someone walked over with a sneer.

This was a stocky man with brown hair. Although not very tall, his body was so burly it was exaggerated, the breadth and width almost the same size, with three vertical scars below his left eye.

“Friendly advice, don’t run around, just enjoy your last few minutes.”

Standing not far from Fu Qian, the stocky man crossed his arms and spoke to Fu Qian.

After he finished, the man didn’t wait for Fu Qian to reply; he looked up at the surroundings, his eyes instantly cold.

Damn! This guy beat me to it!

Immediately, several people resentfully shifted their gazes away.

So I’m really seen as the easiest to bully?

Fu Qian sighed and extended his arm straight out.

In the puzzled gaze of the stocky man, it aimed right at his forehead.

It was apparent that this man had some reputation, not the kind you’d want to mess with.

Bang!

The next moment, like a grenade exploding inside a watermelon, the stocky man’s huge head burst apart, and red juice exploded into a blood mist, splattering in all directions.

Utter silence.

The hall that had been somewhat noisy instantly quieted down.

All eyes were focused on the space between Fu Qian and the stocky man, including those nearby who were splattered with blood, who forgot to wipe it off for a moment.

Thump!

It wasn’t until the stocky man’s headless body collapsed backwards that heavy breathing could be heard.

As expected!

Fu Qian nonchalantly withdrew his hand.

Even though he had killed a man, no Sinflame appeared on his body, nor did he feel any pain.

It turns out that only under the Goddess’s patronage does killing bring about sin.

That must be why that guy said to wait a few minutes before making a move, right?

After all, killing an opponent now is pointless, especially for an easy target like me; it would be a complete waste.

Glancing at the body on the ground, Fu Qian withdrew his gaze as if nothing had happened and continued to sit without moving.

This guy…

All who witnessed this scene were struck with trepidation.

Many knew the man on the ground; although violent and cruel, as a lone and fierce person, his strength was undeniable.

Yet such a figure had been taken down in a single move.

Although there was an element of carelessness, the one sitting was definitely at least a Middle Tier Transcendent; he had clearly been playing dumb earlier.

Another thing, playing dumb isn’t strange, but what’s the point of killing him now?

There’s no gain, and you even lose a makeshift bodyguard who could potentially eliminate dangers for you.

So appearances are truly deceptive, and the more refined someone looks on the outside, the more cruel and insane they are on the inside?