Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2118 Concerns about Nightmares
Fu Qian certainly knew that the accumulation the witch mentioned was not a side effect of his time traveling here, but the ever-increasing nightmare corridor index.

For the two of them, that was already old news.

The previous successful experience plus her current status as a superior made it clear that she was not too worried about that.

The accumulation comes from this nightmare, and the fact that time is running out also refers to this.

"What will happen when the time comes?"

He had really walked to the front to lead the way, and the next moment Fu Qian casually confirmed it.

"Blood loss."

The Pope, who was sitting behind him, was indeed very clear-headed and uttered a specific but curious word without hesitation.

“And it’s not just about the blood. Even if you are a stone man, some important components of your self will be sprayed out, and eventually your body will undergo irreversible changes.”

Interesting changes.

“But there won’t be any impact until that moment?”

Fu Qian imagined such a scene and confirmed it casually.

"It seems so at the moment. You can think of it as falling into the depth of a nightmare. This is the essential attribute of this place, and different people fall into it at different efficiency levels."

The witch confirmed his guess.

"It makes sense. It's a pity that Ms. Xia could have admired my Dark Moon more."

Fu Qian sighed for a moment.

"She really can't hold out for too long, so it's better to send her back first. The problem now is that this place can't hold out for too long either."

While chatting, the two of them had already arrived at the passage they had seen before, and the witch looked around casually as she spoke.

"Everyone who breaks in will be affected, but in the case where the target is us, the load on it is too great."

……

The reason why I said that time was short was not because I was worried about losing blood, but because I was worried that I would not be able to withstand the nightmare of having to increase the status of both of me under pressure.

So before that, cherish your time and take a look around.

Although the witch's tone was gentle, the content behind it was extremely overbearing if you thought about it carefully.

But for the former, such development is normal.

The power of rules is indeed useful, but is it so easy to make rules?

"Don't worry. With my First Apostle here, it won't be that easy for it to collapse."

The interior of the passage is relatively round, but you can see that the route is a bit tortuous. In addition, it is also filled with stone tablets of various sizes.

The size is considered spacious according to common sense, but if it was Ms. Xia’s co-worker, he would have to adjust his posture slightly when entering.

While continuing to clear the way, Fu Qian smiled coldly, determined not to humiliate the momentum of the Dark Night Sect.

"What do you think they were originally?"

It wasn't just talk. Fu Qian walked around a bunch of stone tablets with a haughty look on his face, and even stretched out his arm for the witch to support him as he walked.

“It’s not certain yet. I tend to think that he is not a victim of an intrusion, but a part of the nightmare, just like the one carrying the stone tablet. There are many active things in this place.

"That's why I'm curious about what they originally desired."

The witch really cooperated by putting her hand on it, and looked at the patterns on the stone tablet as she passed by.

"It makes sense. Xia descended on another one and then merged so well with Nightmare. This proves this point to a certain extent."

Fu Qian obviously agreed with this guess, as well as the statement that there were many active things here—

Walking in this winding passage, he slapped a bunch of sand almost at the moment of turning the first corner. Yes, it was indeed a sneak attack method that was despised by all the people in the martial arts world, and the sand was even red, which had a certain visual impact.

However, Fu Qian still didn't care too much, because to be honest, the sneak attack didn't seem to be intentional.

It was a huge cylindrical body, which seemed to be disturbed by the footsteps of the two of them and suddenly turned around and rushed towards them.

The red sand comes directly from it.

Evenly spread out, it looks like the effect of a transparent worm rolling around on the beach, and the body contour even needs these things to be glued on to highlight it.

Although it was rough, Fu Qian could still tell that a huge head was facing this side, and was even slowly opening like a petal.

puff--

This time the subjective intention is very strong.

It only took a moment of concentration before the fully blossomed head pounced over and swallowed Fu Qian's upper body.

……

A wonderful visual experience.

Of course, the reason for such a result was that Fu Qian stayed where he was and cooperated.

The feedback he got was that he could observe from the inside out.

It is still ghostly and formless, without even a physical touch.

Only through the layer of red sand on the surface could one know that the other party was still biting fiercely.

But this does not mean that there is no impact. In Fu Qian's judgment, if Ms. Xia were hit head-on like this, there is a high probability that she would suffer from "blood loss" directly.

Not only that, the benefits of ghosts are reflected at this time.

Of course it won't really bite you, and it doesn't seem easy to break it if you want to. After all, it can't touch anything except sand - and Fu Qian wasn't prepared to touch it.

The next moment, in the slightly monotonous vision, golden rays of light burst out, filling the gap in the blink of an eye.

And the source of the gold was actually him.

Densely packed, all surfaces of the swallowed body parts were pierced with these gorgeous yet hideous creatures.

And it's not just a visual effect. Although the body of the "ghost bug" is still invisible, the red sand on its surface reacts instantly.

Trembling, twisting, overlapping...from the various struggles that challenge the imagination, one can clearly feel the destruction suffered by the entity.

It is not a simple cutting, but a complete annihilation of the essence.

This scene lasted for a few seconds, and then the struggle stopped completely.

The red sand seemed to have lost its support and fell powerlessly all over the sky, but of course, not a single bit fell on the witch.

"A very special fire. Is this the power of the King of Abandoned Prison?"

She didn't take a step forward and just let Fu Qian perform, but at this moment the witch finally spoke.

It's not a waste of time. The Knight said at the beginning that he would try his best to express himself in the exploration process.

And after two consecutive attacks, she seemed to be very interested in this way of causing harm.

"Yes, it represents the annihilation of will and self. The previous King of the Abandoned Prison once used it to clear the ego of believers, leaving only piety and fear of Him."

Fu Qian placed his right palm upwards and made the same movement as the witch had done before.

However, this time it was not something that was taken over, but dozens or hundreds of golden arc-shaped spikes that gathered together to form a solidified flame.

Even the next moment, as the spikes stretched and changed, the flame really "burned".

"After reaching a state that is more tyrannical than a tyrant, I completed this power, but even its appearance has become a little tough."