Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 1681 Blood Embrace

There was no sound of the skull opening.

Although one could feel that the finger was abnormally stiff, as if it was trying hard to resist some bloodthirsty desire.

But this does not mean that the crisis is over, because the silent Hongyue did not withdraw his hand.

Not only that, soon there were two fingers touching his forehead, almost replicating the gesture he made when he closed his hand.

However, Fu Qian, who felt his head as fragile as tofu for the first time, still did not reject this "caress" nor did he transform to increase his resistance so as to avoid disturbing this "mother" who had finally transformed.

Even as the moon behind me slowly stretches out.

Although he didn't look back, the scene in his perception at that moment was extremely clear -

Silently, the red moon was approaching its limit.

The shadows on the surface of the huge sphere, which were previously evaluated as ravines formed by the distortion of the body, are actually filling up into claws.

Again.

It was even lighter and more airy than when Yasui Tokiyuki was rolled into a ball, so much so that the body connected to it seemed to be able to stretch a little.

For a moment, the red moon actually briefly lost its original outline, revealing an inner part that was as blurry as the face of the figure on the seat, but at the same time contained infinite mystery.

It's a pity that there is not much time to observe, because the next moment, the long limbs like claws and threads have quietly stretched out in front of the body, and then slowly retracted, as if giving a sweet hug.

Although he could feel the gentleness of the effort, the covered area still felt like magma was flowing through it.

"Hehe...hehe..."

Along with it, there was also a neurotic laughter that seemed to be unable to be suppressed.

Without hiding or transforming, Fu Qian still maintained a casual communication posture until his fingers and claws trembled and intertwined in front of him.

As if struggling to resist the urge to close, this sweet hug was finally completed in the void, just a palm's length away from Fu Qian's body.

But it only lasted for a moment, and the claws seemed to have exhausted all their strength and retracted quickly with much higher efficiency than when they were stretched out.

"Annalise...didn't make it through the long night."

There was even an extremely vague sentence that followed.

……

  Annalise, the ancestor of the vampire clan?

Although he might have just experienced some danger, it did not affect Fu Qian's thinking at all.

As a professional vampire actor, the name given by Hongyue is very familiar to him.

She had even witnessed it with Serana, the glory of the red eyes that He had chosen for the vampires.

  And then He “could not wait until the long night”?

This statement contains a lot of information.

Needless to say, the Long Night was most likely the catastrophe that ended the mythological era.

Then the ancestor of the blood clan had already died before that?

The problem was that he had discussed this in detail with Serana, a vampire who had lived for more than 500 years and had once devoutly followed the footsteps of the ancestor. She had clearly revealed the mainstream legend of the ancestor within the vampire clan.

It was very powerful and dominated the mythological era for many years. Later, it was damaged in the long night while protecting the world. After the end of the mythological era, it began to appear in the form of a red moon.

Although according to previous explorations and the feedback from the Abyss Notes, it is almost certain that Hongyue is not Annalise, and even according to Serana, the ancestor of the blood clan was indeed not very active before the long night...

But it’s a bit horrifying that the latter didn’t even survive the catastrophe.

Who did it?

To make a being of that level completely fall is a big deal no matter how you think about it... Could it be related to Dark Moon?

After witnessing the repeated jumping of the essence of law between the two worlds during this trip to Xiyuan, the suspicion about the relationship between Dark Moon and this world inevitably became stronger. Unfortunately, the witch was obviously much younger than Serana and didn't know much about some ancient secrets.

And asking Hongyue to explain further seemed unrealistic - the figure in the blood-red dress on the armchair had disappeared.

Without even looking back, Fu Qian knew that all the claws and whiskers had retracted and the red moon was high in the sky again.

It is indeed a distortion that even gods find difficult to resist. The sublimated Return Decree can only provide a slight comfort for now.

It was obvious that Hongyue had been silent before because she was not in a good condition. After she had released herself briefly with the help of me, it seemed that she needed to rest for a while again.

Although this does not mean that He left nothing behind—

Fu Qian looked down at his chest, where the bloody spider-like marks on the other person's body were flickering and spreading all over his body.

The outline of the imprint was clearly a series of long limbs tightly hugging the chest from behind.

Fu Qian blinked, and as his mind moved, he felt an extra layer of armor on his body.

……

Every time I come back I feel as miserable as if I have no clothes to wear, so I got myself a strong body?

Dang Dang!

He tapped his chest with his fingers, and amid the crisp sound, Fu Qian didn't know what expression to make for a moment.

The color was like dark silver, and there were many cuts all over it. In the blink of an eye, a full body armor full of vicissitudes of life appeared.

If you look closely, you can find that the slightly raised patterns on it are exactly the same as the outlines of the bloodstains that were all over the body just now.

It was as if such a body was cast on it.

The sweet hug that I insisted on not disturbing and allowed to be completed just now turned out to be a gift from "mother".

However, unlike the general aesthetic of parents, even from Fu Qian's perspective, the shape of this armor is quite good.

With a real sense of brokenness, as if it had experienced countless killings, I believe that no matter what occasion you wear it in, it will be enough to become the most handsome guy in the crowd.

Although the visual effect is only the surface function.

Fu Qian was quite certain that although the armor was scarred by battle, it essentially had a strong self-repair ability.

It's not even limited to itself.

The way of wearing it is similar to the poisonous gloves of the dimension. The armor has long been deeply integrated with oneself, and the effect is that the recovery ability increases again.

Compared to ensuring that she would never run around naked under any circumstances, this authority was obviously closer to Hongyue.

As for the shape of the armor, considering the traces of aging so well, it is hard to say that it was Hongyue’s temporary creativity.

Combined with the chair that was given to him before, it seems that Yasui Toki's ability to materialize legends has been digested to some extent.

While silently appreciating, Fu Qian felt the wound being repaired with higher efficiency, but a special idea suddenly flashed through his mind.

It was as if the divine power belonging to the King of Abandoned Prison bloomed and vanished somewhere.

"It's really fast..."

While talking to himself, Fu Qian had already returned along the way he came.

Although his thoughts were vague, they were still enough for him to confirm the aura of the other end - the new genius from the extraordinary world in Shangjing, Miss Wen Liwen.

That bullet fired.

Sorry, my ear condition has been recurring, but it shouldn't be a big problem. I'll take a break today to update.