Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2123 Extreme Conservatives

The flow is still warm.

Fu Qianben was standing at the edge of the hall so he would not be hit first.

However, as a path-breaking knight, how could he allow the Pope to touch such blasphemous things?

Before the blood even hit the ground, Fu Qian had already taken a step forward and blocked the witch behind him.

Not only that, he even reached out and caught the first drop of arterial blood of the day.

"Yes, yes...that's it!"

It seemed that his actions made Liang Shangjun, who was looking down at him, very excited, and he laughed loudly.

"Touch it, feel it... This is not just simple blood! This is something those idiots have never had the chance to see!"

Can the problem of low communication information density be corrected?

Do I need to tell you that it is not simple? It is interesting to talk about why it is not simple.

Of course, even though Liang Shangjun was very emotionally devoted, he still did not receive good reviews.

At that moment, Fu Qian shook his head in his heart, but did not forget to pinch his hand.

I have to say that although the color is still bright, the clotting factor seems to be a bit strong, and you can even feel the jelly-like clots.

Not only that, even as strong as he was at the second level at that moment, the blood flowing under the skin of his palm seemed to feel the call to lie down and became sticky and heavy.

The heaviness even spread throughout the body, and the whole person seemed to be turning into a stone - or was it a stone tablet?

It’s amazing, could this be the legendary power of cholesterol?
At that moment, Fu Qian sighed secretly.

Of course, no matter how much people complain about it, it is definitely of a very high rank.

If you don't restore your true level, you may not be immune to the influence.

But the fun doesn’t end there.

When I first started this nightmare journey and entered that special hospital, I talked to the witch about the nightmare pillar.

Although the boiling blood disease brings considerable pain and suffering to both the nightmare natives and intruders, it is the basis of all existence.

The blood in front of me, or what it represents, seems to be a similar concept, which is the basis for the existence of this nightmare.

The relationship between it and the "blood loss" accumulated in the two of them is also curious.

“Did you feel it… did you feel it? Haha… those guys have no idea what’s outside, and they still want to clear the passage and crawl out.”

At this time, Liang Shangjun's laughter was still going on, and one could clearly hear his gloating.

……

The sound came from the other side of the dome. After the gap was opened with a head hammer, Liang Shangjun quickly hid aside.

At this moment, he undoubtedly had the attitude of showing his true colors and saying that he would stop pretending.

This further answers the previous question, that is, whether he is an extremist or a conservative - the answer is an extreme conservative.

He was afraid of the "blood" outside. The so-called fellow seekers of the sea of ​​​​soul were just pretending, and their active appearance was indeed to mislead.

In comparison, it sounds like the King Carrying the Monument in front is actually a true fellow traveler who yearns to go beyond the ruins.

"Really? But when I took action, they were indeed catching up with us carrying the stone tablet."

However, how could Fu Qian be so careless? He pointed out the contradiction the next moment and gestured at the links of the chain on the ground.

"It doesn't matter - good job dying! You have no idea how exhausting it is to stop those guys."

The old story was brought up again. Liang Shangjun seemed to be happy to see this killing. "Even though he has almost no brains left, he always likes to go up... He jumps up from time to time, trying to clear a passage."

It seemed that he found it difficult to suppress his emotions. Liang Shangjun crawled around in circles on the dome as he spoke, his movements and voice full of anxiety.

“You don’t know how difficult it is to convince them… You don’t know how much effort I put in to induce them to change their minds and instead use more stone tablets to block that place.

"Because they don't always listen to advice, some of the space is removed from time to time, causing the space to never be filled."

……

So the kings who carried the stone tablet were originally here to clean the stone tablet, but in the end they became reinforcement personnel?

Even depending on whether Liang Shangjun's inducement is successful or not, he keeps switching between the two roles?

Life is indeed full of infinite possibilities.

In this case, could it be that the tombstones below, which are facing the same direction and are described as "anthropomorphic", also have the same desire?

It is indeed abstract, worthy of being suspected to be the remnant of the sea of ​​​​the soul.

Listening to Liang Shangjun's story, Fu Qian was not affected by his anxiety at all.

After a quick analysis, I gained a deeper understanding of the blurred boundaries between people and things in this place.

It is even easy to imagine this person hanging on the dome, chattering to the giants passing by.

After all, he had done the same thing to the two of them before.

Even the things that Liang Shangjun is showing at this moment can show this blurriness.

Of course he didn't actually break the dome; the changes before his eyes were just a drill.

There is something scary outside, don't open the door. If you don't believe me, I'll open it and show you - even if he is crazy, he won't advise you like this.

"As a character similar to the nightmare native, he embodies his own fears and shares them with us.

"It's difficult to do this normally, which once again proves the special nature of this nightmare."

Including the witch who had not spoken for a long time, she also gave her judgment casually at the side.

Because Fu Qian was standing in front of her, the huge brim of her hat didn't even get a single drop of blood on it. However, staring at the blood that had already spread to her feet did not prevent her from assessing the danger.

"Although it is just an illusion, the power attached to it is very special. It should be closely related to the 'blood loss' accumulated in our bodies. It is estimated that it may be the core foundation of this nightmare.

“This guy is right to be afraid. If they run outside and encounter the real power behind this illusion, it may be difficult for them to bear it.

"Of course, this is just a preliminary conclusion. The illusion is mixed with too much interference and is still too weak."

And her thoughts were undoubtedly similar to those of Fu Qianying.

"Did you hear that? It's too weak. Try harder."

While Fu Qian was listening, he immediately yelled at Liang Shangjun who was still going around in circles.

"you sure?"

The latter even stopped moving at that moment, his tone full of disbelief.

"Haha... since you insist so much."

However, facing the expressionless face in front of him, he quickly remembered what he had learned before, stopped asking such meaningless questions, and laughed wildly instead.

And amidst the laughter, he dug out an eyeball and threw it into the thick stream of blood.

Even as the eyeballs were floating and rolling in it, they were still staring at Fu Qian—and then there were more eyes.

It was like spilling a cup of passion fruit drink, and in an instant blood flowed everywhere, and it was covered with one skin after another.