Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2262 Darkness Within Light
You can always trust Nigellia, the Darkmoon High Priestess.

When the witch indicated that she didn't need help, she didn't insist on payment at all.

The changes that followed seemed to prove that this trust was correct.

Besides having a clear purpose, the witch had obviously made full preparations for the dangers of this trip and never thought it would be easy to achieve.

The omnipresent, seemingly burning moonlight was undoubtedly the ultimate, enhanced version of the previous treatment.

That rusty, murderous aura was instantly suppressed to the extreme.

But don't forget how the witch did this—by merging with the moonlight from the corridor, thus permeating it with her authority.

On the one hand, this is indeed an extremely flexible response that can easily contain ubiquitous attacks.

But on the other hand, it also means that the witch is actively getting close to the Nightmare Corridor, simply because she is afraid that she is not being immersed in it fast enough.

This is undoubtedly an extremely dangerous act, falling into the category of dancing on the edge of a knife.

Now, that standard has more than doubled.

Fu Qian believes that what the prisoners behind the scenes are receiving at this moment is not only the cold power of the Dark Moon, but also the determination that they have no intention of wasting time with them.

If they want to continue, then they may have to make certain realizations.

Even if they don't want to continue, it's not necessarily up to them—

Even after the moonlight bathed the entire corridor, the witch's actions were not yet over.

She seemed to be the only one bathed in moonlight, yet also as if she were the moonlight itself.

Surrounded by numerous rusted and deformed weapons, she stretched out her translucent palm, as if supporting something heavy.

The extreme contrast makes people subconsciously hold their breath, and you can even see the Avengers lobbyist forcibly interrupting his thoughts, trembling at this scene.

But an even more chilling scene soon followed.

There was clearly no obstruction in the palm of the witch's hand, yet a shadow appeared that was impossible to see through.

……

A night without light? The moon and moon slumbering soundly?
To be honest, the visual impression is somewhat similar, as if a pure "outside the field of vision" has been created out of thin air.

Besides being much smaller, it also feels much heavier.

Even so, I still don't intend to use terms like "black hole" to describe it.

There is darkness within light.

He prefers to be called that.

The concept of "darkness" is completely sublimated at this moment, becoming a completely independent category, just like the most essential unknowable aspect of the universe—click!

This is unknowable and is even expanding, although the sound is not produced by it.

At that moment, the weapons, which were already moving as if still, were bending and breaking apart even before they touched that black mass.

Then the black mass shattered, turning into hundreds and thousands of dark stars that circled each other and then scattered, flying into the thick fog.

"Its radiance is truly intoxicating, more dreamlike than the first moon, especially when it glitters on the edge of a nightmare..."

Meanwhile, the aria sung by the "speaker" continued, overflowing with praise for the scene created by the witch.

"Was that night just as dark? It was so sweetly enchanting..."

Undoubtedly, the emotional investment is extremely rich, and one can almost imagine a figure floating like an immortal, drifting with the illusory mist—or even many figures.

Behind the broken murder weapon were broken insects, yet at one moment, Fu Qian seemed to sense a graceful quality emanating from those insects.

It neither exists, nor is it everywhere.

So much so that a phrase suddenly came to mind. The "speaker of the village," whose name he still didn't know, seemed to have multiplied into countless forms at that moment, permeating all directions.

……

That's definitely high-level hide-and-seek skill; it seems like the player must be a mentally sharp type.

Even as an opponent, Fu Qian expressed his approval at that moment.

The other party's behavior was not unexpected.

Even if they are unwilling to engage in direct confrontation and lose combat power, they will use every means to keep themselves at the current level and refuse to go deeper for too high an efficiency.

However, this method is indeed astonishing.

Actually, when I tried to scan it with my eye radar earlier, I could already feel that elusive quality.

As the witch said, this place provided him with a kind of concealment and hiding that transcended common sense.

On one hand, it might be the advantage of being the host country; on the other hand, could it be that this person's power and dreams are particularly compatible?
From Fu Qian's perspective, this is a very reasonable situation. When playing hide-and-seek, you naturally want to find the best place to hide, such as a player who is dressed in camouflage.

In short, without a deeper connection, the moment the other party disappears from sight, one's catastrophic vision can no longer pinpoint their location.

That's why I specifically asked the witch if I needed to do anything extra.

Of course, there are ways to deal with this situation; the tyrant has many methods at his disposal, and he is armed to the teeth with all sorts of tools.

However, most of these methods are quite violent. You can try them, but you must consider that they may disrupt the search for clues to the Dark Moon.

The witch's final choice, to actively unite with the Dark Moon and thus take control of the situation, can be said to have truly avoided this, except that the risks she herself took increased exponentially.

Theoretically speaking, if we can't capture the person quickly or find Darkmoon directly, it would be considered as cooperating with the prisoners' plan—

If you delay a little longer, the guest will become increasingly inseparable from the dream.

Which door?

The witch ignored the provocative remarks and, after completing her previous actions, looked directly at the persuader, as if confirming the next attraction with the tour guide.

……

"Not this one..."

At that moment, the pressure on the lobbyist seemed so immense that his bones were creaking.

However, as an "Avenger," he still managed to regain his senses and, gritting his teeth, made a fresh and unconventional judgment.

The next moment, he turned around and walked ahead into the deeper part of the corridor, completely ignoring the murderous intent surging around him.

Of course, it mainly relies on the witch's moonlight that freezes everything.

Perhaps because of the "betrayal," the murderers clearly no longer shied away from the lobbyist, and regarded him as their target as well.

If it weren't for that almost stagnant speed, even the most fearless person wouldn't be able to take two steps completely.

"I don't know why, but my gut feeling tells me this is the place."

They hadn't gone too far; soon the persuader stopped in front of a familiar silver door.

He offered a rather idealistic reason, and then immediately opened the door.

This time, there was nothing unusual behind the door, but the persuader immediately opened yet another, even larger door on the "wall" behind it—

"Nightmares always start again at the end, so how are you going to celebrate?"

The welcoming words from the lobbyists immediately greeted us, as if they had been waiting for a long time.

However, His answer was found instantly.

Together with Fu Qian, they passed the persuader who stood there dumbfounded. The witch stretched out her hand, and "Darkness with Light" condensed once again.