Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2087 Dancer (End)

The cause and effect in the world is beyond words.

Although she was still young, it was obvious that Clara had realized this at that moment.

"Ah—no need for this."

In comparison, A-Lian's experience was obviously much more superficial, and she subconsciously refused the overly generous reward.

"You're welcome. I'm already quite satisfied with today's content alone."

Fu Qian just threw the money over without saying anything, his action was so casual and generous, as if the money was not his.

Snapped--

Without even caring about A-Lian's reaction, he took the two bundles of incense from her, lit one and handed it to Clara next to him.

"Well, go on."

but……

She woke up suddenly, but under A-Lian's puzzled gaze, Clara finally couldn't think of a reason to refuse.

Reaching out to take it, she walked to the side again and inserted it into the same position.

The moment I got into position, I felt that this night was extremely weird.

Although in theory I always have the choice not to continue jumping.

But due to so many coincidences, people really feel that they have no control over their own affairs.

Even more amazing is the peace of mind that comes with it.

Gazing at the stars between the sky and water, Clara started moving again.

……

"Just now... is this what you were doing?"

It wasn't just the performers who felt it was weird. Clara's dance was indeed moving, but A-Lian was obviously more surprised by this weird scene where one was performing and the other was watching.

How was this put together?

A familiar feeling at first sight? A reunion after a long separation? Or were they both possessed?

No matter how devoted the performance was or how leisurely the audience was, it's hard to believe that these were two tourists who met by chance.

Not to mention that these two people had done something weird together once before...

"Yeah, what do you think?"

Although Fu Qian could understand A-Lian's feelings, he had no intention of enlightening her.

Among the people who travel all over the world, there is always someone who has encountered some weird things. Just treat it as a dirty creature.

"She danced really well... Even the best dancer in Lanfillai would be a little behind her."

She knew in her heart that this shouldn't be the point, but as soon as the other party reminded her, A-Lian's eyes were unconsciously attracted to the action over there, and she finally murmured a positive comment.

"So you've seen a lot of shows?"

Fu Qian caught her revealing additional information.

“Indeed… Although it has never been listed as a separate event, this kind of performance is indeed very popular.”

A-Lian nodded, and readily admitted that everyone's taste was vulgar.

"This is what we call popular culture. So when did this kind of classical project emerge?"

Without any embarrassment, Fu Qian spoke in a chatty tone.

"That was a long time ago. Long before I was born."

Clara's actions gave people an increasingly strange feeling. If it weren't for the leisurely chat atmosphere, A-Lian would have almost had the urge to run away.

"Before Gregor died?"

Fu Qian casually threw out a name.

"I need to think about this...it should be earlier than that."

Not even realizing whether it was a little strange for a tourist to utter this name, A-Lian nodded again after a brief moment of contemplation.

“I once met a retired dancer who mentioned that the scholar had even been invited to coach them.”

Oh? This information is very interesting.

"Actions, costumes?"

"Ah."

"Including the decorations on the belly?" "...They didn't mention that, but as far as I know, this industry has only been around for a short time, and some people have already started doing this."

Every question and answer was smooth and natural, and it seemed that A-Lian had squeezed her memory to the limit.

……

Gregor, a folklorist with special insights into supernatural powers, once provided guidance for the new profession of dancers?

At first glance, it seems reasonable, but combined with the inviolable decorations that soon appeared and his academic philosophy... the whole incident actually smells like some kind of deliberate guidance.

It was indeed an opportunity to learn more from A-Lian, although it seemed a bit conspiracy-themed in the end.

To be fair, there is no obvious flaw in the logic of the whole thing, and everything is reasonable and logical - the Night Watchman also thinks so.

And if they don't feel that way, the consequences will be serious.

Everything could be just a coincidence, but if there really is a guiding force behind it, it would obviously make sense logically.

As for the possible "mastermind", does anyone know if the person Shenwu is pointing at is still breathing?

It’s hard to say either.

Fu Qian looked down at his palms again, but in just three incense sticks of time, the erosion of chaos had already brought this demigod body to the brink of collapse.

Although Clara herself was not affected, her increasingly devoted performance did provide a smoother channel for the power to come.

Fu Qian felt that his body was so fragile that it could be blown into pieces by a single blow. If a small hole was torn in it, it would explode into a mass of fireworks.

But it's still not enough.

Snapped--

The next moment, under A Lian's gaze, Fu Qian finally stood up, lit the last bunch of incense, and walked straight to Clara.

When looking at the mark on the palm, Disaster's Eyes were already able to capture a target in reverse, but it was still a little blurry.

The connection needs to be closer to maximize the output.

Fortunately, the dancer he had chosen was already getting more immersed in the dance. After another song ended, she kept moving silently without even wanting to rest.

Fu Qian was not disturbed by this, but just continued to light the new incense in his hand.

No need to remind, everything is implied.

This kind of cruel and unscrupulous exploitation even stunned A Lian behind him, not knowing whether she should step forward to stop it.

Oh? It seems that it is no longer needed?

Just before Clara moved, Fu Qian lowered his head again and watched a ball of lightning explode in the palm of his hand.

That’s right, the strange change came from the middle one of the three circles.

Compared with fire and blood, this already violent form of power seemed almost out of control at that moment.

It may look like a tiny ball, but it contains the power to destroy the world.

It has even surpassed the concept of lightning. In Fu Qian's opinion, this violence and destruction that spread across time and space at least came from the hands of a new god.

Yes, it was not the same one who blasphemed the "third cause", he was very sure of that.

Because this attack even targeted both parties in the competition at the same time.

In the fight for the third cause, a third person appeared.

As for who exactly this person is - who else could it be?

The night watchman is always so reliable, and even arrived just in time this time.

It seems that the ancient superior who stole other people's things is most likely under the surveillance of the Night Watchmen, just as speculated.

Although it seems that the Night Watchman who is monitoring him has a power type somewhat similar to his.

Otherwise, you may not be able to follow the connection and lock yourself in through the "third cause" all the way.

But it doesn't matter, this development is almost one of the most ideal situations——

Although Lan Feilai's night watchmen were not put to use, the top leaders of the night watchmen were directly alarmed and began to help him deal with the source of the problem.

Even this extra fury, leading to the connection established through the Third Cause, was finally clear enough.

Fu Qian took a deep breath, and his rank was unceremoniously restored all the way to that of a true superior.

At the same time, the eyes of disaster that were locked in the opposite direction expanded rapidly, and exploded before that "Him" noticed the problem and successfully broke the connection.

Humph, how dare you, you rat.

A full-force attack that traveled through time and space, spanned boundaries, and was filled with the power of a tyrant, destroying everything at that moment.

[The current mission has been completed, No. 3-399 was successfully contained]