Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2272 Golden Ball Rising Star
The longbow is broken.

The mysterious First Dark Moon, the mastermind behind numerous events, an ancient ruler spanning two realms, the only trace left in the nightmare, is collapsing with astonishing efficiency.

Regardless of whether he has repeatedly shifted his allegiance or even to some extent considers himself one of the allies, Lord Demanmore clearly still harbors resentment towards this corruption that has eroded Him.

The latter, while so well hidden, was also so fragile that it was clearly unable to withstand the decay brought about by the fire rain.

However, the artwork, which resembles a severed arm, has reached a new level. The sacred love contained within this figure, whose face is even incomplete, is even more moving at certain moments.

So much so that even the way Fu Qian took the witch's hand when he stood in front of her seemed a bit strange.

"So that's it."

However, the witch did not seem to find it strange and allowed the knight to hold her hand.

He turned to look at the small doll that had appeared out of thin air, and then let out a sigh.

As she spoke, the image that had seemed so close suddenly became blurry.

The delicate lines and solitary colors are all in motion, like stars turning and water rippling.

But in less than a breath, Fu Qian saw a scene that seemed familiar.

Two small dolls.

Just like the church and the full moon garden that appeared over and over again, two almost identical scenes were also superimposed there.

Even with my current level of eyesight, I can't see any obvious difference.

However, he could easily deduce the difference—

"You almost went down the wrong path, but thankfully you stayed clear-headed."

At this moment, while lavishly praising the knights, the witch had already extended her hand to one of them.

The one she chose seemed somewhat flattered, its image blurring instantly and rippling even more violently than before.

That's right, one is true and one is false.

The situation is already quite clear: the prisoners cannot allow themselves to be truly chosen—

"Quiet!"

However, they seemed to have forgotten that they had an empty hand before paying.

I casually reminded him to be mindful of public morality, and at that moment, golden flames, a thousand times more dazzling than a rain of fire, ignited across my entire arm.

And the palm that held it up seemed to be the final convergence of this power, and a sphere appeared out of thin air.

……

It's really round.

This is not self-praise; even before making the payment, I was experiencing the beauty of geometry.

Not only is the visual spectacle far superior, but in terms of expressiveness, Lord Demenmore's Fire Rain is on a completely different level.

Even though it's a burning flame, you can feel the destructive force emanating from it just by looking at it.

However, amidst the intertwining of numerous flames, they exquisitely coalesced into a complete sphere.

There wasn't any excessive attempt to create visual effects. Don't forget that it's in Mechagodzilla form right now, and any transformation it undergoes is full of geometric beauty.

In short, this incomprehensible meshing mechanism seems to give the golden ball a load-bearing capacity far exceeding common sense.

Mysterious, destructive, scorching... The mad fire belonging to the King of Abandoned Prison is condensing within it with insane efficiency, and a new star of destruction is taking shape.

Even the timing of its outbreak was completely unpredictable, seemingly capable of destroying everything around it at any moment—the rain stopped.

The golden ball tumbled in Fu Qian's hand, and time seemed to stand still.

At a certain moment, Lord Damienmoor's anger seemed to have been completely resolved, and the storm of destructive rage suddenly cleared up.

Although the church is riddled with holes, the collapse is still ongoing.

Fortunately, as the witch's fingertips slowed down, the chosen image seemed to become less tense.

……

Under the intimidation of the golden ball, the remaining four prisoners seemed to finally remember that the person they had tried to drag into this mess was a player known for his destructiveness. Even the mad fire in his hands was a special attack targeting the mental level, and everything before them seemed to essentially belong to the realm of dreams.

If an internal explosion were to occur, causing widespread chaos and disorder, it's not just a matter of whether it would affect the stability of the prison; the fate of those inside would certainly be dire.

It might seem a bit irrational, since it could make a complete mess of things, and the tyrant himself would lose all hope of escaping.

But after a fierce internal struggle, the prisoners quickly came to a clear conclusion—they didn't even have the right to gamble that the tyrant was just bluffing.

The target hasn't been completely dragged into this yet; compared to these old prisoners, their connection with the corridor is, in any case, much less significant.

Not only will they be less affected, but they will also have a much greater chance of finding a way to escape in the chaos, not to mention that Dark Moon has already locked onto the external anchor point.

They couldn't even hide easily, since the cut-up Damemore had helped open the passage, forcing them to confront the tyrant, and the "door" was still there.

It can only be said that this seemingly crazy behavior happened at a fleeting moment, which gave it an excellent deterrent effect.

If it's later, the two will become more integrated with this place, while if it's earlier, the anchor point outside hasn't been locked yet, so the chances of escaping in the chaos are smaller, and they can still gamble on a do-or-die situation.

In short, if you don't want the tyrant to continue, it's best to stop making any more underhanded moves.

The next step will be a race against time to see two progresses: before the witch can completely succumb to the nightmare, she must reach that point.

The fingertips reach outwards at a slower and slower pace, which is essentially the effect of the corridor's confinement—that's possible.

At one point, little Nigellia in the target image also took the initiative to raise her hand and reach out.

"Okay."

Their fingertips touched, and the witch whispered something.

……

"it is good."

The risky operation was successfully completed, and Fu Qian was very satisfied with the result.

At this moment of farewell, it was clear that the old friends were quite reluctant to part ways.

Specifically, all movement suddenly ceases, and everything returns to a state of deathly silence.

It reminds one of how, during the visit, everyone hid inside, unwilling to show their inner excitement.

"Thanks for the hospitality."

Even the most hard-hearted person cannot help but feel a little sorrow and parting at times.

He nodded slightly to the witch, then sighed softly and said goodbye.

As time and space shifted, the golden ball that had stopped accumulating earlier was not taken away; it was gently tossed towards a silver door.

The portal belonging to Lord Serpent of Fate was just materialized by Damien Moore; I hope to visit it.

Even as the manufacturer, this weapon of mass destruction is not easy to dismantle. Your Excellency, Serpent of Destiny, has many methods at your disposal; you might as well accept it as a memento.

At the last moment, Fu Qian seemed to hear a roar, very close to his ear.

……

"There seems to be a problem with the positioning."

Although it was full of emotion, to be honest, the sound was not very pleasant to hear. Fortunately, the witch's voice followed immediately.

As for the unexpected announcement, it doesn't sound too serious—this place is actually quite nice.

Fu Qian looked around the small, empty room, and even at the recliner not far away.

That's right, it's a special dream that seems to be the original Dark Moon.

"You did the right thing at the end. That guy was hiding very well and trying to come out with us."

Looking up, the witch didn't look as well as before.

"Breaking through the blockade" sounds easy, but it requires the desperate efforts of four superiors.

However, the witch clearly didn't take it seriously; instead, she immediately affirmed Fu Qian's actions.