Chapter 16 Distance of Four Steps

“A mere four steps??? This distance of a few dozen centimeters, could it be my end? My destiny??”

Fang Senyan felt the steps supporting his body continuously cracking and collapsing. He could hear the fine, crunching sounds, and without even looking, he could imagine the precarious, fragmented state of the steps riddled with cracks.

He even calculated that he could only stay here for a maximum of three seconds before falling down the stairs with the steps.

One step to heaven, one step to hell.

Sometimes, one step really is eternity!

The Cardinal suddenly realized something was wrong, because he saw Fang Senyan's eyes.

Were those the eyes of a man who had reached a dead end?

No one could maintain such a calm gaze after all hope was extinguished. In those eyes, besides profoundness, there was even more burning ambition!

“My destiny…is it predetermined that I cannot overcome these four steps?”

“Destiny, what is that?”

“My fate is in my own hands, not, in, Heaven's!”

Although Fang Senyan was tormented by the Seven Deadly Sins to the point where he could barely speak, his powerful will and tenacious belief were conveyed directly to the Cardinal through his spiritual power!

The next second, an indescribable light shone from his finger, and faint cheers that were absolutely incompatible with the current atmosphere appeared in the air.

It was the cheers of thousands upon thousands of people in a stadium!

It was the incredibly excited cheers of the Hogwarts students after winning the Quidditch Cup!

Fang Senyan had somehow put on the Dark Gold ring he had snatched from Hakim! He had repeatedly considered the powerful negative effects of this ring, which could make it difficult to move in the Harry Potter world, so he had been hesitating whether to sell it or wear it.

However, after receiving Aziz's request, Fang Senyan realized that even the easiest Gold Branch Mission was still much more difficult than he had imagined!

So, for Fang Senyan, even if this Dark Gold ring was a cup of poison, he had to drink it first! Though *drinking poison to quench thirst* is a derogatory term, if drinking the poisonous wine allows you to live for a few more minutes, and not drinking it means immediate death, then drinking the poisonous wine is definitely the wise choice, because life must exist to create infinite miracles. If you die…

(Popup Ad) then it means there is no hope!

In the flashing light, the Cardinal was about to attack, but Fang Senyan's crippled body actually arched in an instant, flying up strangely like a shocking rainbow! The landing point was the eleventh floor!

Manhattan District

Third Street.

Morgan Financial Center,

Eleventh floor!!!!!!!

Mind Control!! This powerful and deadly ring exerted its immense power at this moment, allowing Fang Senyan to finally cross those mere four steps! And arrive in the area to complete the task.

However, during the transmission process, the Cardinal also felt a strong sense of loss, like a fish about to escape the hook, a bird about to fly out of the net. White holy flames immediately burned in his eyes, making it look as if his pupils were on fire.

Faint, devout, and solemn hymns echoed in the air. Just listening to the sound would make people want to prostrate themselves in worship. A dense, impenetrable holy light quickly appeared above Fang Senyan.

The holy light split in an instant, actually forming a crucifix with bloodstains appearing in the dark black. It pressed down on Fang Senyan, covering the sky and the earth!

This black crucifix contained an indescribable ferocious aura, and the bloodstains on it were even more winding and twisting, as if newly formed. It felt as if all things in the world were weeping.

This was the "Suffering Rack" that the Cardinal had imitated and shaped with his divine power, the very crucifix that Jesus was crucified on while wearing a crown of thorns.

Even God fell on this crucifix! It can be seen what terrifying power it contains!

This black crucifix roared from the air, stirring up the twelfth floor of the building when it appeared! Then it slammed heavily onto the eleventh floor of the building.

The Cardinal immediately felt that something was wrong, because his "Suffering Rack" was launched with all his strength. Not to mention a mere floor, even the entire magnificent Morgan Center would probably be destroyed. A single blow would cause it to collapse, but this smash only made the building rumble and shake. Not even the eleventh floor showed any signs of collapsing.

Although the Suffering Rack was incredibly powerful, it had a major weakness: it was not launched instantly. It required 1.5 seconds of chanting time, and the process of the Suffering Rack smashing down also took a few tenths of a second.

With this back and forth, two seconds of emergency time might be too little for ordinary people, but it was difficult to hit agile contractors.

What's the use of having great power if you can't hit anyone?

Therefore, the Cardinal had not used this move before. In his attack system, the enemy was often branded with the seven sin brands, and after enduring the Final Judgment, if they did not die, they would be stunned for three seconds. This Suffering Rack was used as a finishing move, which was guaranteed to hit the enemy.

However, both of Fang Senyan's legs were broken, and both of his hands were useless. He wanted to escape but lacked the strength, so he was not afraid of him running away. Only then did the Cardinal feel relieved and use it.

This strike roared down, covering the sky and the earth. Although Fang Senyan felt bad, he frantically clawed with his two crippled hands, and finally managed to move his body a little. The Suffering Rack directly smashed down from his chest and abdomen, blood and flesh splattering, and instantly being baked into ashes. Fang Senyan entered a near-death state without saying a word.

After the invincible time of the near-death state passed, the Suffering Rack still pressed down with a momentum that swallowed mountains and rivers. With a *crack*, it crushed Fang Senyan's body below the neck into powder. The holy flame burned it into ashes! Only the Nightmare Imprint on his chest seemed to not exist in this dimension, not being affected in the slightest!

The entire Fang Senyan was now only left with a head!!!

If it were an ordinary person at this time, they would have died beyond death. Even for Fang Senyan, under normal circumstances, receiving such a fatal injury would definitely be impossible to survive. But at least he had a terrifying 140 points of Physique to hold on, so with his strong vitality, even if he only had a head left, living for another five or six minutes would not be a problem.

So at this moment, Fang Senyan could still wink at the Cardinal strangely, and even seized the time to say something, puckering his lips to give a flying kiss. The Cardinal suddenly felt an indescribable sense of anger, roared, and a spear condensed from holy light appeared in his hand, and he threw it at Fang Senyan's head.

The Holy Light Spear effortlessly pierced through the floor of the eleventh floor, and its momentum did not weaken. It even pierced through the twelfth and thirteenth floors above, as well as the outer wall. Finally, it shot straight into the sky like a reverse meteor!

Everything touched by the Holy Light Spear was annihilated!

But the Cardinal clearly saw that the moment his Holy Light Spear was launched, the head of that damned contractor disappeared directly into the air!!

At this time, the Cardinal recalled Fang Senyan's lip movements before. Although he could not make a sound at that time, after thinking about it, he understood that the sentence this guy said before leaving was: "My fate is in my own hands, not Heaven's!"

The Cardinal's face suddenly turned ashen. This sentence was like a heavy slap, hitting him directly in the face!

Sitting on the top of a building by the sea, watching the distant sea surge up layer by layer, the waves rolling in overlapping crests, almost with the impulse to match the top of the building here, it was obvious that a storm was brewing at sea.

Fang Senyan lazily lay on the lounge chair set up on the roof, a can of Budweiser beer and half a bag of peanuts on the stool beside him, and a few crispy fried shrimps lying in a broken plate.

The wind blew his hair into a mess, but Fang Senyan couldn't care less about it. His eyes slowly retracted from the distance, then looked at his left hand, and then stroked his neck, and couldn't help but said with lingering fear:

"That damned holy flame... the feeling of burning flesh is really fucking painful!"

At the thought of this, Fang Senyan's breathing became heavy, and he couldn't help picking up the beer next to him and gulping it down, not even caring that the beer foam overflowed to the corner of his mouth.

During the battle, Fang Senyan was single-minded and can be said to have done his best to hold on until the last moment. At this time, after the pain subsided, he thought about it and was really scared. And even after successfully returning to the Nightmare Space, the Cardinal's holy flame still caused Fang Senyan a lot of trouble! Why?

Because after returning, Fang Senyan only had less than 60,000 general points on him. He only returned with a head left. Repairing the body alone required a terrifying 80,000 general points. This was still the result of the Sun Ladder seeing that the situation was not good and shrinking the main body to escape into Fang Senyan's mouth.

The price marked by the space for extinguishing the holy flame was 50,000 general points! Under this situation of already having a terrible deficit, how could Fang Senyan dare to directly dispel and extinguish it?

Then he could only let it burn until it went out. The only good news was that in the return space, the contractor could get free and continuous life force support, so no matter how the holy flame burned, Fang Senyan's life was not in danger.

The holy flame tortured Fang Senyan for more than half an hour before it reluctantly went out.

ps: Fang Senyan had a thick-scaled glove that he took off for backup, which he used during water battles.