Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2255 Summoned Immediately
Coming here definitely seems easier than going to Bookstore World.

After accepting the ripples from the lobbyist, what Fu Qian did at that moment was very simple: he directly invited the bone chain to taste his own flesh and blood.

On the one hand, as mentioned earlier, one must have a clear mind. He always remembered that this was a team-building activity belonging to the Darkmoon Cult, and he was just there to confirm the situation and provide the landing anchor point.

No matter how bad the situation may seem, it doesn't conflict with the fact that you've already completed your task.

On the other hand, one must be quick-witted. It's true that the bone chain was fed with the remains of a god last time, but that doesn't mean we can't eat something fresh this time.

Perhaps there are many options in this place, but while kidnapping, the criminals are clearly trying their best to hide themselves and are unwilling to communicate with the tyrant directly.

Even the lobbyist who had been considered as a backup supply was hidden away immediately after the truth came out.

Finding a way is certainly an option, but in doing so, the stability of the corridor will inevitably be affected.

When the witch enters, the scene she sees will be a battle-damaged version, far less natural.

Besides not wanting to increase the difficulty of finding the Dark Moon, there's another safety option to be aware of—

While the prisoners' specific motives are uncertain, it is clear that they are trying their best to trap the Dark Moon on the other side here.

If we use their flesh and blood, there's no guarantee that they, with their wretched lives, might mix something into it, making it harder for them to escape after the operation is completed.

In conclusion, Fu Qian believes that using his own flesh and blood is still the most appropriate method.

Of course, the initial budget was far less than it is now.

That's right, almost as soon as he took a sip, the witch quietly appeared beside him, the process was incredibly smooth.

The situation was similar to the last time on the other side, and I didn't even need to reach out and hold hands.

Although his health bar was damaged, it was at most the same level as in the previous missions.

The moment the witch appeared, besides greeting her, the bone chain froze instantly, its bloodthirsty greed forcibly sealed, and it dared not move an inch.

Everything indicates that she won't need to consume many resources this time.

"Waiting for us?"

The witch didn't seem too surprised by what Fu Qian said.

After gently surveying her surroundings, she turned back, clearly having some idea of ​​what the description of "hostess" meant.

"It feels more like I'm waiting for you; I'm not very popular."

Fu Qian, who was always confident in his hatred value system, waved his hand frankly, indicating that what the other party probably expected was only the glory of the Darkmoon Pope.

"I understand. You were delayed for a while earlier, and I guess it was for a similar reason."

With a slight nod, the witch's words revealed an astonishing confidence in the knight.

Even if they suspected there might be a trap outside, they never considered the possibility of being unable to send a signal.

"This is the place. I confirmed it the moment you came in."

Not only that, but his next statement was even more domineering, directly confirming that the corridor was indeed the distant dimension they had sensed earlier, the location of another Dark Moon.

……

There's a legendary trick circulating in the martial arts world: even if you find clothes you like, pretend you're not interested so you can haggle over the price.

Otherwise, if you are manipulated, the other party will become overly assertive.

However, it is clear that the witch did not choose this path in the martial arts world.

Faced with numerous obstacles, he calmly stated that this was the place.

Even though the staff remained silent, Fu Qian still felt the immense pressure emanating from those words.

Once an opponent is willing to tell you their ambitions, the corresponding message is that they are determined to win. I wonder if that seemingly unbreakable prisoner's alliance is feeling the pressure.

"Can you come in directly?"

In addition, the payment process also easily captured a piece of information.

"Hmm, touching this place is relatively easier; we just need to bring it in."

As expected, the witch continued to nod and pointed to Fu Qian's hand.

……

Sure enough.

Many of the previous speculations have been confirmed in a few words.

Nightmare Corridor is indeed quite related to the world of witches. The latter does not even need to sacrifice divine flesh and blood. They can descend directly with just a bone chain inside.

Not only that, but it can also be confirmed that another Dark Moon is indeed present.

As for why it could have descended but didn't?
That's too easy. Before setting off, I specifically said, "Let's scout ahead first."

The witch had great confidence in the knight and, just like herself, clearly respected each other's division of labor.

Before scouting and summoning her, even after discovering that it was indeed the destination, he did not act on assumptions.

His actions just now were clearly being used as a summoning signal.

"Very well, here's the situation—"

The Pope's performance naturally pleased Fu Qian, who immediately recounted how he met his old friend after entering the room and how they ended up here.

A tacit understanding based on reason is always the most needed thing in a brutal game.

Regardless of whether it looks like a vacation with the witch at this moment, Fu Qian is quite clear that what is in front of him is a nightmare of at least five prisoners who have been locked up for a long time trying to drag him down with them.

Just thinking about it gives you an idea of ​​the impact.

Not to mention that two of his enemies were among them.

"It's a pity that my old friend has gone backstage to rest for the time being, otherwise I could have said hello."

After describing his current predicament, Fu Qian couldn't help but express his feelings.

"A lobbyist? According to you, his situation is indeed not very optimistic."

Even with content driven by such emotions, the witch listened attentively, and even pulled out a rather thick booklet while offering her comments.

Oh?
The familiar red and white flowing patterns on it left a deep impression on Fu Qian; it was the "Book of Commandments" that he had created together with the skin of the Hunting Angel.

Regarding the lobbyist's background and the concept of "hometown," we learned about it from there—whoosh!

The witch was actually flipping through a book, completely oblivious to the occasion.

But when the image freezes on a certain page, the surrounding fog and sound waves, which had been frozen, begin to flow again at that moment.

This is just the first step. The key point is that in this reenactment, a figure is struggling to emerge from the fog the next moment.

The first thing to be affected was a pair of long wings covered in oil paint, which even trembled along with the body, just like a flying insect.

Has the lobbyist brother reappeared?
That's right, this look is so classic that I recognized the person immediately.

"is it him?"

The witch's next question, however, further proved a startling fact—

I wasn't flipping through the book looking for answers, but rather summoning something directly.