Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2254 From Greeter to Kidnapper
They're definitely eagerly anticipating it.

At that moment, Fu Qian simply listened quietly to the ripples in his old friend's expression and did not deliver the final blow.

It was indeed tragic, but he didn't think it was an exaggeration to say that the persuader had died and disappeared.

Now, the one who should be worried is ourselves.

Even without relying on extraordinary perception, one can tell that the surging fog is not simply a change in weather.

Having been the Nightmare Overlord for so long, I've always known that the mist is a kind of boundary marker, possessing the fundamental attribute of being insurmountable.

Not to mention, the scene before us is eerily reminiscent of the school's edge in the first Nightmare Corridor mission.

So much so that it wasn't surprising at all when a female bull-headed creature suddenly emerged from inside.

In short, after the lobbyist's outburst, the most crucial result in Fu Qian's view was that he was firmly trapped and could not easily escape.

Of course, such a powerful effect is undoubtedly due to the prisoners' efforts, while the rapist is still playing the role of a tool.

As for why Lord Araqir and his entourage suddenly changed their attitude so drastically, having previously avoided everyone, they are now suddenly extending a warm invitation to stay.

It's actually easy to understand—the person they really wanted to invite didn't show up.

As previously speculated, the witch can sense the connection between the two dark moons, but what about the hosts?
The answer seems to be yes.

They not only sensed it, but even reacted instantly, wanting to achieve certain goals.

The specific situation is exactly as described above: the corridor suddenly falls into disrepair and loses its vitality.

Even when it was later discovered that they hadn't left, they were still entangled and unable to do anything.

What would a visitor's impression be of such a scene—that the danger is under control.

The next step is to set aside any worries and boldly venture in to explore.

Especially when the first person to enter is not the intended recipient.

……

The fact that he rushed in first surprised the other prisoners somewhat.

However, in this situation, no matter how close the relationship is, one cannot simply reminisce; the invitation must be carried through to the end.

Of course, this doesn't mean that the group of people are actually fine; this blurred line is entirely a deliberate act.

This level of tacit understanding, if not based on some special interests, is something even brothers probably couldn't achieve, so how could it be expected from a group of superiors who are almost driven mad by imprisonment?
Based on what I've commented on before, these guys all have one flaw: they love turning a tragedy into a celebration. I'm more inclined to believe that the prisoners really did encounter such a predicament, and they were just making use of what they had.

In addition, it must be said that the lobbyist performed quite well in this process, and made almost the greatest contribution that his role could make.

The shrewdness and the clown were perfectly balanced, which helped to minimize his wariness of the place.

The subtlety of their manipulation and the tact of their responses suggest that the probability of them being brain-controlled is quite low, in Fu Qian's view.

That's right, the reaction just now was completely genuine. The lobbyist was just playing himself, which is the answer I'm more inclined to believe.

He even put himself in the shoes of the five prisoners, saying that he would do the same.

After all, the latter really lacks the talent to deceive people, so it's better to let him play himself.

Unfortunately, its ability to withstand pressure was ultimately lacking, and facing an old friend who knew a lot about its secrets, it finally couldn't hold on.

As for what the current situation represents, it's self-evident.

If an invitation doesn't work, then let's try another approach.

The senior figures in power have clearly laid their cards on the table.

……

Frankly, the prisoners' response was quite impressive.

She was even lucky; although she was the first one to enter, she wasn't the witch they were expecting.

However, the Pathfinders' lack of superhuman perception makes their disguises less likely to be exposed.

Unfortunately, they clearly didn't realize the true significance of the Darkmoon Knight's suggestion to "go scout ahead." Did you think we were just some random observation report we'd hand in?

How can we let the Pope take such a risk without first confirming the situation?

This place, in particular, is suspected of trapping her "mother".

Of course, the situation is now somewhat confirmed, and it doesn't look optimistic.

The sudden rise of the fog signifies that the hosts have entered the second stage—if they can't lure you into the trap, then they'll invite you in.

You pretended to be innocent, but you just don't believe me, right? Fine, I'll lay my cards on the table. You're not leaving today unless that person comes in.

That's right, that's how Fuqian understands the current posture.

Having failed to lure anyone into the trap, he was now effectively trapped, being forced into the witch's presence as a kidnapped person.

It must be said that it was a decisive and ruthless action, although it was still a reaction that anyone could have come up with even with their heels.

The result of pooling wisdom and effort is that it becomes easier to guess what someone is thinking.

Furthermore, the problem now lies here: this open and blatant scheme does seem to need to be addressed.

After all, with the change in stance, the time advantage has clearly shifted to the kidnappers.

Anyway, just lock yourself in here and wait quietly. The ones who should be anxious are the victims.

They even took away the lobbyists who were there to talk to them because of their extremely low moral standards.

Having lost his ability to mislead, the prisoners clearly didn't want him to continue making a fool of himself there, or even inadvertently provide any more important information.

In that case——

Fu Qian flexed his wrists and looked into the depths of the nightmare, where there was still a little visibility.

The swirling fog made everything look even more dreamlike and ethereal—and it even sounded so.

At that very moment, a strange sound effect rang out.

……

Is that a cow mooing?

Earlier, it was said that it wouldn't be surprising if a female bullhead appeared out of the fog, but then she actually did.

Indeed, although the visual experience was unique, it was not easy to determine whether the sound came through sight or hearing, because the rolling fog seemed to be outlining the shape of the sound waves.

But before I finished, I still felt a sense of familiarity, as if yesterday had come true.

I vaguely remember the figure holding a bull's head high in the swirling mist.

If I remember correctly, that should belong to an element in Lord Araqil's dream.

So they've really stopped pretending? Judging from the decisiveness of their change, the prisoners' will is clearly quite firm.

To leave this place, you need to fight at least five people at once—is that right?
The surging mist, along with the sound, suddenly froze in place, as if frozen.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Instead, the gentle voice of the Dark Moon Pope took its place.

At the heart of this change, the suddenly appearing witch gave Fu Qian a slight nod.

"It's alright, it's the reception staff who are working harder."

Fu Qian, however, remained modest and continued to flex his wrists.

The bone chains wrapped tightly around it had even penetrated deep into the flesh.

That's right, it was just a summoning spell.

Exploring is exploring; the agreement with the witch has always been very clear.

Regardless of how severe the situation is, Fu Qian has no intention of denying the latter's determination.