Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2209 The Hometown I Can’t Return to
The doll workshop has apparently successfully moved to its new address.

For those who are dealing with this, it is still easy to determine that the last frame was not caused by teleportation.

That fragile and ancient place has already changed its form.

It may even be a form that is closer to its essence, and thus has a more stable nature.

What it relies on is a chaotic creation that represents the concept of "self-binding".

It has to be said that it has a certain Zen-like quality.

Judging from the fact that the workshop has continued to this day, the witch's attitude towards this place is still very clear: she has no intention of interfering too much in its fate.

We neither introduced any unstable factors nor took any deliberate maintenance measures.

The reason for this action is primarily due to the emergence of lobbying elements.

It can only be said that fate is like a domino effect; it seems that Lord Araqil's erosion of the workshop has actually propelled it towards a more stable state.

Of course, this also brings up a problem—to some extent, through this "Book of Commandments," Lord Araqir successfully established a connection with the Archangels of the Ring.

No matter how weak it may be, or how many restrictions it may be, it is still another conceptual channel for intrusion.

"That's more convenient."

This time, the witch didn't rush to leave. She turned her gaze from the pool at her feet and glanced at Fu Qian.

"I also think this is more convenient."

The sentence seemed abrupt, but Fu Qian understood it completely.

How could the witch not have thought of such an obvious hidden danger before dealing with it?

But as she said, this makes it much more convenient.

The covenant is directly in her hands, and regardless of the prisoners' plans in the Nightmare Corridor, it is currently the only known channel, meaning she is under constant surveillance.

It is clear that the witch was prepared to take on this trouble before doing such a thing.

However, now another problem has arisen: what exactly is the trouble?

Wow.

The witch was indeed decisive. Instead of leaving Rieldin, she opened the Book of Commandments and read it with the knight.

At first glance, it was very close to the previous guess; the empty spaces that were originally outlined between the flowing patterns had been completely filled.

The only problem is that the content used to fill the empty spaces is also a similar abstract pattern.

……

So we need to do some decoding first?

I remember the last time I did this was when I first joined the company.

After much effort, there were some gains, but it seems that we still need to demonstrate what exactly we have achieved.

It wasn't particularly smooth, but it was just a minor hiccup, and Fu Qian still had a lot of confidence in the witch.

Although it seems like it's time to change the venue.

Fu Qian turned his head and glanced at the three people next to him.

That's right, the three giants of the Fallen Stars are still here, and they are once again locked in time.

Judging from their expressions, the heated argument did not ultimately lead to a more tragic outcome.

Even the most proactive female tycoon looked much quieter at this moment.

A look of resentment mixed with fear, yet ultimately terrified.

As for Frankie and Xia, their faces were visibly ashen, and they seemed to be feeling quite depressed.

The witch explained that the current method of handling things was not a real authority over time and space, but simply a forced freeze using her control over nightmares.

Both the scope and duration are limited.

That's why they thought it might be better to go somewhere else. Even after hearing Xia's story and having a heated brainstorming session, given the current mood of the three leaders, they might not have much hostility or defensiveness towards the Darkmoon Pope and the Templar Knights who suddenly appeared in the Holy Land.

But decryption work always requires a quiet environment. When the nightmare freeze time comes, whether people rush up to attack in anger or rush up crying for help, it all seems a bit noisy.
"strangeness."

The witch, however, seemed completely unconcerned, her gaze fixed on the pages of the book, before finally showing a rare expression of surprise.

……

Oh?
Fu Qian naturally didn't think the witch was slow to react, and only now did he realize that there was still follow-up work to be done.

Conversely, the latter's reaction made him instantly realize another interpretation of the current situation.

"It might be due to inspiration; logically speaking, your connection to this book is no less than mine."

Sure enough, the witch looked over the next moment and offered an explanation.

It really is so.

"Can you directly perceive its contents?"

At that moment, Fu Qian sighed inwardly.

That's right, the witch's surprise wasn't due to her aversion to deciphering work, but rather to the contents of the code.

The process of compiling this book involved both myself and her.

Based on this explanation, if it's not a problem with my own inspiration, I can proceed directly to reading.

This, of course, raises a serious question: what exactly is inside that surprised even the witch?

"can."

Sure enough, the witch nodded the next moment, confirming that people are different.

"Just as we guessed, it's a simple story, the kind you tell to young children, and the characters are the same ones we've seen before."

"Then, on the one hand, it wasn't as distorted as the images we saw, and on the other hand, it did show what we were looking for. There was a character I didn't know about before who also appeared in the story."

As she stroked the pages of the book, the witch frowned and looked into the distance.

It's clear that not only can it be understood, but it can also be read without turning the pages, a stark contrast to a certain mechanical ascendant.

"In fact, it seems that he is an important figure in this story, and it would be incomplete without him."

"And apart from their appearance being identical to the human-headed insect-bodied creature we just saw, they even use the same title: 'persuader'."

The information the witch continued to provide sounded remarkably consistent.

So even in his "hometown," did the lobbyist ultimately fail to regain his true colors?
The erosion from the gods is no joke.

At that moment, Fu Qian couldn't help but feel sentimental for his old friend, but he wasn't too surprised.

Anyone with a modicum of common sense would easily realize that this consensus likely doesn't represent the lobbyists' resilience.

It has always looked like this. Even after being trapped in the Nightmare Corridor for so many years, it has still managed to maintain its identity.

On the contrary, it represents the situation discussed with the witch earlier, suspected to be cross-dimensional pollution by Arakir and his kind.

One of the characters in the story has already become the form they have given him.

"No other names?"

I continued to confirm before making the payment, feeling a mix of emotions.

The situation described was certainly unusual, but in his opinion, it still shouldn't have caused the witch to react this way.

“There are no other names, including Araquil, but there’s a very special line in the description of the lobbyist—”

The witch shook her head.

"The ugly man walked and walked, and finally left the other side and returned to his hometown... However, one day he woke up and suddenly found that he was still on the other side."

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