Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2278 Artificial Sensing Norms
Is this targeted at them?

Fu Qian was very curious about the witch's claims, and at the same time, his hands kept moving.

The pollution of the "Other Shore" attribute is clearly caused by the repeated back-and-forth between myself and the witch.

But it was precisely by using it to a certain extent that we finally located and arrived at the Nightmare Corridor, and the harvest inside just happened to be enough to cleanse the pollution?
Was this also part of the original Darkmoon Lord's plan? Isn't that a bit too much?

"I wasn't sure at first either, but after trying it out, I found that the resistance wasn't as great as I had imagined. The state of this force itself is quite special."

Watching the blood dripping from Fu Qian's hand, the witch gently shook her head, seemingly inclined to believe it wasn't a deliberate scheme.

"What special law?"

The blood on the scroll quickly seeped in, and a faint halo could be clearly seen rising from it.

"It's hard to describe, it doesn't seem real enough to be so sublime. Perhaps you can study it more when you get back—can you feel it?"

The witch's answer was clearly carefully considered.

Before she could ask again, she changed the subject.

"Feel."

The exchange was quite disjointed, but it still couldn't compare to the Pope himself.

Fu Qian nodded as he looked at the empty room.

That's right, the moment that question was asked, the witch vanished from the spot.

Fortunately, he knew where she had gone—Fu Qian turned around and his gaze fell on the recliner over there.

"very good."

The next moment, a figure slowly emerged from there.

The witch lay comfortably on it, even finding a special spot to place her wings.

"I hope it will be useful to you when you get back there."

……

"You made a detector? Isn't it a bit of a waste to have something so expensive?"

He fiddled with the burial scroll in his hand and sighed before finishing.

The witch didn't leave; she merely used her abilities to temporarily hide herself—a tactic that wasn't hard to conceive.

Even her preference for this recliner—but I wasn't just guessing.

Perception.

Something that had been dormant for a long time reappeared within me.

Even though he was out of sight, Fu Qian still felt the witch's gaze at that moment.

As expected of my Dark Moon Pope, even after such a tumultuous experience, he has not forgotten his mission.

As for how she did it, the witch has already explained it—she connected herself with the concept of the buried "other side".

"So I hope you can use it to discover more interesting things."

The witch didn't seem to care that it was her "mother's" keepsake; she just smiled and offered a word of encouragement.

“Every time your blood drips onto it, the buried other side inside will be briefly released.”

"It won't cause any real harm, but it will cause a shock to the fundamental level of the extraordinary, to the point that even gods cannot be immune."

"And you will receive feedback as a result, if someone is watching you."

……

So, in addition to the eye radar, I now have another malicious perception system?
The claim that "even gods are not immune" is a bit of an exaggeration, but given his extensive theoretical background, Fu Qian still said he could understand it.

During my time in the Holy City of Night, I had the privilege of seeking guidance from the ancient and powerful Lord Radiant Rainbow regarding my divine qualities.

That is, why is it that even though it is a new quality, He can immediately arrange a competitor that is difficult to distinguish from the real one?

The latter's answer was that the reason it was so fast was because the information about the "new trait" was conveyed to the entire supernatural system even before it appeared.

Those who stand at the top like Him can be grasped to a certain extent.

In fact, Fu Qian had already recalled that conversation when the witch mentioned the workings of the Burial Scroll. What was buried wasn't simply hidden away, but rather disappeared directly from the transcendental system.

It seems to be similar to the concept of the birth of new divine qualities at that time, only in reverse form.

Now, under the witch's manipulation, even the form is the same.

His own blood dripped onto the scroll, and the "other shore" was briefly released, almost a replica of the birth of divine qualities.

And as the core of this power, I am like a bat releasing ultrasonic waves to detect its surroundings, although I am still relatively passive—

"It has to be someone who's watching me?"

I confirmed it before paying.

"That's right. After all, it essentially uses other people's perceptions, and the time is relatively short, and it can only be activated once a day."

The witch nodded, and her figure disappeared again.

This time, however, the person who came said that there was nothing there and that they could not sense anything.

"Very good."

Knowing that the witch was using a self-deceiving tactic, just like before, she stopped looking at him.

And it turned out to be true; as long as she covered her ears, she really couldn't hear it.

Even so, Fu Qian still gave the gift high praise.

It's all about how you use it. It might not mean much to someone else, but it's full of strategic value to you.

This can be considered the first time he has acquired a beyond-visual-range technique since being promoted to King of the Mechanical Abandoned Prison.

Often, a short-term lockdown allows you to do a lot of things.

Not to mention that if most players were targeted by the "tyrant," they would probably find it difficult to have the courage to bury their heads in the sand.

Even a daily usage interval is considered ample.

For a player like myself who has many enemies, using this opportunity to probe for hostility might even be a thrilling way to fish.

……

"It's almost time."

The knight was so pleased with the gift that the witch was clearly pleased as well.

However, after reappearing, she did not continue the topic, but instead directly reminded him.

He even clapped his hands as he spoke, and the scene before him changed, for example, it became two chairs—

Without a sound, the two had returned to the top floor of the church, and the witch had even sat down in her seat.

"It's almost done."

Fu Qian glanced down at his clothes.

The wound is healing at a snail's pace, even though it had briefly improved earlier.

Theoretically speaking, once the "other shore" is buried, the bookstore world's entanglement with him will be significantly improved, and he can stay here longer.

However, the witch clearly didn't want to go out with something whose effects were unclear, so she insisted on testing it on-site.

In another state, one might have to walk through the Nightmare Corridor again.

Having just made a complete mess of things over there, she didn't seem inclined to provoke the prison bosses again so soon.

Here, take this back.

Without any hesitation, he put away the scroll and handed over a bone chain.

For the witch, this thing was intimately connected to her.

Given that it could be given away at any time, and considering that she had many enemies, it was best for her to keep it herself.

"it is good."

The witch casually took it, but noticed that the knight's gaze was fixed on the small doll beside him.

(End of this chapter)