Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2269 Restrictions Lifted
The Laws of the Stars can no longer bind witches?

This is, undeniably, another astonishing piece of news.

We previously considered the possibility that the scroll might be a trap, and whether it would impose some kind of constraint on the witch's state.

Now it seems they were specifically there to help remove the restrictions?
For this reason alone, the claim of "gaining something" is well-deserved.

Although the false starry sky that was recreated with the ancient Lyrting has long since collapsed, it is indeed a huge hidden danger for a powerful being like the witch.

The main effect was so exaggerated that it rendered a superior powerless to resist.

Then, not only can the core reasons be determined, but the driving force behind the repeated back-and-forth movements of the "core of law" between the two worlds is also not grasped, making it difficult to counteract.

So much so that no matter how small the probability, theoretically this is the destined death that could happen at any time.

Previously, due to limited perception, communication was only one-way. So, I chose to communicate about the progress of the project as soon as possible, hoping that the witch could have some reference.

The problem was that the hidden danger was completely eliminated simply by touching the scroll in front of him?

The witch's tone remained very certain; she would never be careless in such a matter.

For this reason alone, the witch's trip was worthwhile.

Moreover, it goes far beyond that—such a targeted effect almost definitively confirms that the special suppressive power of the Laws of the Stars over witches originated from her "mother."

The original Darkmoon did not appear to be a passive provider of energy for the Laws of the Stars, but rather an active participant.

As previously speculated, could the Barrier of Law be His masterpiece?

……

It's reasonable, yet outrageous.

It's hard to imagine how such a highly targeted system, which completely renders a superior powerless to resist, could be built.

But if the person who built it is the victim himself, then everything seems to make a lot of sense.

For example, the original Dark Moon not only created a false starry sky to protect the world, but also added specific restrictions on itself within it.

That's right, it's not targeting witches, but rather "Dark Moon".

Forcibly defining itself as the fuel to maintain the false starry sky, or even its own demise, this divine position was reborn many years later, still bound by this constraint.

Logically speaking, the witch's previous experiences can finally be explained.

But the motivation behind it is, to say the least, astonishing.

What kind of spirit of sacrifice is it for those in power to dig their own graves just to protect a world, even sacrificing their "offspring"?
Even from this perspective, the night I experienced the tyrant's fall seems somewhat tragic—

In a time of crisis, they contacted various forces and launched a surprise attack on the prison to overthrow the tyrant.

The Dragon King, who was fighting head-on, almost perished, while the Holy Infant Calamity, who was suspected to be from the Tyrant faction, was moved and abandoned the darkness for the light...

Just thinking about it makes me feel that epic and moving feeling.

……

It must be said that the complex nature of the first Darkmoon Lord has become increasingly apparent.

Unfortunately, even in this secluded corner, apart from the gift in the witch's hand, He seemed to have left not a single word about His glorious deeds.

Even with just this much, several conclusions can already be drawn—

For example, after the barrier shattered, He did not hide but was certain to perish. The courtyard with flowers was empty, and the hidden place was just a remnant.

Then He had foreseen the witch's conception, that there would definitely be a new Dark Moon, and even made specific arrangements.

Otherwise, what's the point of leaving a gift here specifically to remove the restriction?
Finally, my first trip to the world within the painting seemed to truly be a contingency plan left behind by the original Dark Moon in the warehouse. After all, this gift in His hands was for the future Dark Moon, and if it weren't for my role as someone who travels back and forth, bringing the bone chain here one day, it's hard to imagine how the witch would have gotten in.

The original Darkmoon knew about the warehouse and the administrator, and specifically left a backup plan based on this...

Amazing! He single-handedly navigated complex relationships, scheming across two realms, and even made arrangements for his own funeral.

If that's the case, then the tyrant's death back then wasn't entirely unjust; he truly encountered a formidable opponent.

Although the motives behind most of these actions remain unclear at present.

"Besides removing the restrictions for me, there's nothing else inside; it's completely empty now."

At this moment, the witch gently shook her head, as if to confirm.

Clearly, she hoped to gain some information before opening it.

"However, this thing has a very special nature. Once I understand it better, it might come in handy later."

She raised the scroll in her hand, and the next moment she seemed to be deep in thought.

"So is there anything else special about the surroundings?"

It was clear that Fu Qian was not qualified to participate in this kind of technical work, so he casually confirmed it.

"This place is very small and has a very special nature. It is almost equivalent to a fragment of Demmoor's will. Leaving the church area means being directly exposed to Him and the prisoners."

"Furthermore, in my judgment, the prisoners should already have a certain degree of confidence by now."

Explaining their perilous situation, the witch indicated that the circumstances were clear.

However, as she spoke, her gaze fell on the statue of the first witch.

"But there is one thing that is special. I am certain that this statue is different in some way, but I can never quite grasp it or touch it."

……

Do you really respect your own opinion that much?
At that moment, Fu Qian nodded silently.

Having achieved great success but facing a critical situation, one should logically consider retiring at the peak of one's career.

In this situation, he had only asked casually, yet the witch still offered such a vague and elusive clue for reference, completely disregarding the fact that the danger level increased by one point with every second he delayed—especially her own danger level.

"Then let me try."

Without any hesitation, he walked straight up to Fu.

I still trust the witch's judgment, so this place is indeed somewhat special.

Although it seemed like a pipe dream for someone in his reckless state to perceive anything that a witch couldn't—Fu Qian directly grasped the statue's free hand.

That's right, physical touch, playing to its strengths and avoiding its weaknesses.

As a control group, although my perception was vastly different, I still possessed certain unique attributes, such as being an outsider, a warehouse manager, or a bookstore owner...

So why bother with the high-tech route? Why not just try touching this body and see if there's any special reaction? Oh?

The hand still held the cold, hard stone of the statue, but at that moment, the small chapel before me seemed to have gained a touch of unreality.

So much so that another scene intertwines and overlaps with it, slowly flickering before one's eyes.

This is……

The first thing that caught Fu Qian's eye was one of the dilapidated wooden houses—the clinic?