Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 1723 Bitter Fruit (XII)

"very good."

Keeping the same interval, when Dorian stubbornly knocked for the fourth time, Fu Qian finally nodded slightly and let go, letting him fall.

As a pragmatic atheist, his calmness index deserves recognition.

The reason for the change in action just now was very simple. He reacted before the counterattack was completed. Someone who could grab the neck like that was definitely not someone he could deal with with physical skills.

So almost instantly, he decided to express his restraint and willingness to communicate in this way.

Although the communication has actually ended.

Fu Qian believed that this casual reminder would be very helpful in helping him understand his own situation.

"…Who are you? I look forward to hearing good news from you."

As expected, Dorian, who had landed, only struggled to utter a few words before quickly correcting himself and not asking any more impolite questions.

Fu Qian's reaction was not to even take advantage of his change in attitude to ask more questions, but to just walk away with the doll in his hand.

I am the King of Abandoned Prison. Being approachable is one thing, but I still suggest that you put yourself in the right position.

The nature of this mission is special, and the scale needs to be struck very carefully, but that doesn't mean it has to be simply low-key.

A mysterious and powerful stranger with unknown purpose and unstable moods. I believe that such a performance may have a greater impact on the situation than directly killing Dorian.

Although the containment target still did not appear.

I hope Dr. Dorian can bring me more surprises in the future.

……

It was indeed daytime, but the clouds in the sky were still so dense that there was no gap.

The door of the clinic closed behind him, and Fu Qian looked at the scene outside.

At this moment, he was in a human gathering area with a style similar to that of the interior of a clinic.

Copper railings, stone walls, red bricks, not a very tall building, completely classical style, without a single trace of modernity.

And the atmosphere is exactly in line with Brother Dorian's description.

There was not a single person walking on the criss-crossing and slightly narrow streets.

At the same time, there are all kinds of broken tiles and windows, and even traces of entire wooden houses being burned down, which makes people wonder if this is to get a moment of light in the "darkness".

Walking in the ruins where one could almost smell the fear, Fu Qian quickly discovered a building with a round dome among the various roof tiles.

There is no doubt that it is exactly the same as what I had seen in the healing dream just now.

So much so that just by standing here and looking at it, you can outline the scene inside in your mind.

The Sanctuary of Akons, an abandoned building of faith.

According to Dorian, Hilaria, who was also excluded in the dream, is still holding on there.

……

It is indeed a magical place.

Walking on the not-so-tidy streets, although almost everything within sight was in ruins, Fu Qian, who was always good at finding bright spots, was still quick to express admiration.

The reason was simple. At this moment, the clear dream in his hand was actually in an open state.

Although I have escaped from the healing dream, this place still doesn't look like a place that exists in reality.

However, surprisingly, the ring not only actually worked, but the dream it created was also surprisingly stable.

Even with the eyes of a master of dreams, it is difficult to be too picky.

Not only is he not averse to it, he even has a certain affinity for dreams. Although this makes Dorian's design of a treatment plan seem much more reasonable, it also makes people more curious about what exactly is here.

In addition, although it looked dilapidated, Dorian was right. This place, which seemed to have once been prosperous, still had people, but they were scattered behind tightly closed doors and windows.

Even as he passed the burning wooden house, Fu Qian could clearly confirm that there were eyes quietly peeking out from the gap in the curtains on the second floor of a building not far away at the corner of the street.

The footsteps, which were not deliberately restrained, were obviously too loud in this dead silent place.

Fu Qian's reaction to this was to greet that side in a friendly manner.

Unfortunately, in almost an instant, the gap, which was only as small as a finger, was completely closed from the inside.

Just as Dorian said, everyone's sense of security is very poor.

Fu Qian naturally didn't mind this little impoliteness, and even closed the clear dream the next moment to avoid accidentally disturbing others.

When he finally passed by the building, Fu Qian easily noticed that there were some inconsistent marks on the window frame of the small window.

It was as if something originally on it had been violently wiped off.

……

It's not surprising that people are pious enough to name this place after a god, so it's normal for the architecture to have more religious elements.

It seems that Lord Akons was abandoned to a very high degree, and it seems that even such traces have been deliberately eliminated.

The foundation of this place is not absolutely flat. While understanding and analyzing it, Fu Qian had already stepped onto a stone staircase and was walking uphill.

In fact, this is also why the church can be seen at a glance. Its height is not that exaggerated, but it is almost at the highest point on the ground.

However, when viewed from this angle, there were no obvious signs of damage.

It seems that everyone still has a sense of proportion. Even if the gods do not appear, no one will really go to the gods and offend them.

Of course, this is just a preliminary observation, and the specific situation inside is still uncertain——

Fu Qian's comment was delayed for a moment because his observation was affected at that moment.

The already gloomy sky suddenly turned dark.

There really was no sign.

There was no change in his pace, and Fu Qian's curiosity about this place increased even more.

Experiencing this sudden transformation and being trapped in a familiar darkness will undoubtedly easily trigger associations with that "it".

However, Fu Qian had no intention of changing route and continued to move towards the highest point.

Speaking of this behavior, it is inexplicably consistent with the healing dream - hiding in the church when it gets dark.

Of course, this time, it seems that I am the only one doing this.

The living people in the surrounding buildings seemed to have only turned on dim lights or hid behind thick curtains.

"excuse me."

With this sigh, Fu Qian finally arrived at the wall with unique style.

The iron door above was even half open, allowing him to reach the church archway unhindered and push it open.

While they were politely greeting each other, a figure lying on the ground inside the empty building looked over in surprise.

She was wearing a black gauze dress and was pale and slender. There was no doubt that it was Hilaria.

The only difference is that the style of the dress she was wearing was much more conservative - compared to the one in his hand.

As Fu Qian lowered his head to confirm, he easily noticed that the person's gaze was also fixed on the doll.