Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2250 Vanished

Excited.

It actually came out from behind the door of Lord Serpent of Fate, not Arakir.

The location where the lobbyist appeared was rather unusual.

However, considering what happened to this person, it's not so strange after all.

Being a slave to two masters is already considered a relatively mild outcome.

Shaking his head inwardly, he thought, how could Fu Qian care about someone else's background? Besides, the joy on the lobbyist's face was so genuine that even the most discerning eye could hardly find any falsehood in it.

He felt an excitement akin to suddenly hearing that an old friend was coming to visit, so much so that he jumped off the kang (a heated brick bed) without even having time to put on his shoes.

"Long time no see, you look pretty good."

Of course, the lobbyist never wore shoes, and Fu Qian withdrew his gaze from the thorny hind feet, exchanging pleasantries with a smile.

Although the lobbyist, from top to bottom, has hardly changed a bit since the last meeting, this statement is not an irresponsible compliment.

Good or bad depends on comparison. In this bleak situation, it wouldn't be considered good if things remained unchanged.

"You're even better."

Today's lobbyist was incredibly eloquent; he immediately complimented Fu Qian while he was still looking at him.

"Of course."

Before he could refuse, he accepted the money without batting an eye, even striking a pose to show off his limited-edition uniform and new-era weapon.

I have certainly made some progress since the last time we met.

However, since it's somewhat beyond the scope of the subject, the probability that a lobbyist could discern this so quickly seems rather low.

In Fu Qian's opinion, it was mostly due to the styling factor; he was overwhelmed by his upgraded outfit.

It's no wonder, given the limited edition design and the Pope's personal blessing; both the honor and the effect are truly unique.

So, do you want to come in?

But as the saying goes, a friend's success is more worrying. Faced with a visually striking design, even the lobbyist's smile faded slightly, and after a pause, he asked.

He hasn't come out from behind the door since the beginning.

"Okay."

Seemingly realizing his rudeness, Fu Qian immediately removed his makeup, put away his compassionate expression, and glanced behind the persuader.

……

The door opened wide at a glance.

Indeed, the tide of the times is rolling in, and even what lies behind the door cannot withstand it.

It was no longer the thick, impenetrable black of before; at a glance, one could actually see the outlines of things.

Even at the very back of this outline, there is another door that is much more magnificent, and you can see that it has been opened a crack.

Dilapidated and eerie.

Judging from the scene outside, the nightmare of the prisoners behind the door may not still be ongoing, which was indeed a possibility that had been suspected before.

But frankly speaking, it seems highly unlikely that Lord Serpent will simply vanish into thin air.

There always has to be a reason, right?
The warehouse made it clear that the prisoners had already been sentenced to death and could not possibly escape into the world of the bookstore.

Meanwhile, the witch, who was monitoring the situation, did not detect any obvious signs of intrusion.

And you're telling me he just disappeared? And he was a tough opponent, one of the most difficult to kill.

Based on normal logical reasoning, there is undoubtedly a strong suspicion that this is a reverse empty city strategy.

Although he readily agreed before paying, he didn't rush to find something to feed the bone chain when he stepped inside.

"...What's behind that?"

The lobbyist's decisiveness seemed somewhat unexpected, but he displayed a level of professionalism far exceeding his usual behavior, even deliberately stepping aside to make way for him at that moment.

Upon stepping inside, Fu Qian, who did not find the three hundred axemen rushing towards him, looked around at the unchanged scene and began to chat leisurely.

The faint light on the door seemed to be coming from behind it.

It was as if, just as darkness was falling, a last sliver of light had been taken and hidden in the blankets, where the brightness was even slightly greater than that on the door.

But that's all. High-level transcendent beings might have no problem using it to see things, but its thinness and weakness mean that calling it the afterglow of a match is an exaggeration.

However, this feature reveals that the space behind the door is not very large, and its style is roughly the same as the outer corridor, so simple that there is nothing superfluous.

So much so that after glancing at it once, he immediately locked onto that door.

Aside from being much larger, the shape is the same as the ones outside. As for the color—

Looking at the dull reddish-brown color and the somewhat mottled but still familiar texture, Fu Qian seemed to understand better why Brother Ke would appear here.

Yes, it's another door belonging to Lord Araqir.

Therefore, he is not a slave to two masters, but a loyal servant who diligently follows the footsteps of others.
……

Lord Araqiel, who is known as the most harmless person, has actually extended his tentacles into the home of the Serpent of Fate?
This is somewhat counterintuitive.

"You'll see for yourself; even I find it hard to describe."

Fortunately, there are already too many counterintuitive things today. For example, Brother Ke not only welcomed us warmly, but also showed unusual humility.

"Difficult to describe?" This phrase is quite fitting to describe the current situation...

Although the speech was all manners and lacked substance, the ever-generous expert Fu still managed to find something commendable in it.

Without pressing further questions, he even readily complied and stood all the way to the door.

Although it was getting dimmer, through a gap big enough for one person to pass through, one could still easily glimpse a little of what was behind the door—it was still quite proper.

Indeed, there were no eerie sights like demons dancing wildly or nightmares raging behind the gate.

The steps were normal, the shadows were normal, and the walkways were regularly shaped, making it seem as if they belonged to the same building complex as the outside corridor.

It's easy to imagine a scene where, after the nightmare created by the prisoners dissipates, the parts of this place that were originally hidden begin to be revealed.

"Isn't this easy to describe?"

While quietly offering his comments, he remembered that his old friend was right behind him and livened up the atmosphere at the right moment.

"...You should go down and take a look."

Even such a hospitable persuader seemed taken aback by the angle of the question, pausing for a moment before continuing to offer suggestions.

"So you went down there?"

I didn't refuse before paying; I was just curious to confirm.

"certainly……"

When the lobbyist answered, it seemed as if the words he uttered were burning his tongue, and he didn't want to connect with what was coming next.

"That's great. I remember helping you through the game before. It's time for you to repay me."

However, Fu Qian did not grant his wish. He nodded with great satisfaction and gestured towards the door.

"you……"

It was clear that the lobbyist hesitated at that moment, although he did not deny that he owed the favor.

Staring at the open crack, he ultimately didn't utter the words of refusal.

The next moment, this usually cautious God Eater actually stepped forward and went inside.