Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2289: Falling into a trap
No wonder working in isolation is not advisable; one must not only read ten thousand books but also travel ten thousand miles.

Once you experience it firsthand, the content becomes much easier to understand.

Although in theory the scene behind the door is actually a bit abstract—the steps are actually going upwards.

As mentioned earlier, the most significant aspect of this door is its symbolic meaning.

Once you choose to push things aside, the combination of various elements no longer needs to follow boring rules; the intention precedes the form.

In that case, why not take a good look at the main theme that the book wants to express?

Ignoring the unpleasant smell, Fu Qian stepped directly into the sobbing.

"Heh...haha..."

Without warning, the sobbing turned into a hysterical laugh in that instant.

……

So is this a stress response or just a coincidence?
Despite the sudden changes, Fu Qian continued on his way.

As he looked around, he couldn't help but wonder about the reason for this change.

On the one hand, the switching between the two voices was completely unexpected; on the other hand, the laughter at that moment was equally infectious, making one feel as if they had the urge to tear the whole world apart.

That's right. Although he was laughing, his emotional instability was not decreasing but increasing. He had almost reached the stage where darkness was creeping into his heart and he was falling into demonic ways.

But it's still the same person, the same young woman.

It's a pity that the book not only lacks a stream of consciousness, but also clearly lacks a large part of it.

As a result, I not only failed to find the name, but I also failed to find this particular mental state at this moment.

And up to this point, no one has come out to greet us or offer any introductions or explanations.

……

After such a vigorous invitation from Lady Neferi, her subsequent slackness seems rather illogical.

But that's okay, reading is a very subjective thing anyway.

Given everyone's perspective and experience, it's easy for different interpretations to emerge.

Not to mention Lady Neferi, who had already given me her reading notes.

I still remember when I gave myself this eye, I explained its origin—it was left behind by a noble person after being tortured.

Filled with regret and pain, the princess stubbornly wanted to witness her dismemberment, which ultimately resulted in those resentful eyes.

Besides the fact that the voice was indeed coming from a young woman, the place was also becoming increasingly luxurious and stylish.

Having already climbed the stairs, and judging by normal distance and sense of direction, Fu Qian believed he should be standing in the air above the second-floor bedroom.

However, the building in front of us is not only majestic and tall, but also has a retro style.

With its undeniably luxurious decorations, it's safe to say that it's becoming more and more befitting of the title "Consort Xing".

So it's not just a communication tool, it even has built-in imaging capabilities?
When her calls went unanswered, Lady Neferi stirred up the ancient resentment that remained within her.

It sounds logical, but everything has to have a purpose.

Lady Neferi wouldn't resort to such childish retaliation just because I didn't answer the phone—or rather, a more sophisticated retaliation is yet to come?

At that moment, Fu Qian stopped and looked up.

In addition to the glittering gold patterns, there are even paintings on the arched dome.

The artist's skill is so superb that, with careful consideration of angles and changes in light and shadow, the creatures in the painting are so lifelike that the densely packed eyeballs on their bodies seem to be staring right at them.

Undoubtedly, while the technique is superb, the subject matter is somewhat bizarre.

It wasn't a traditional angelic sanctuary, yet it was far more breathtaking at first glance. The warm, radiant backdrop wasn't bathed in dazzling holy light, but rather a crimson hue akin to blood.

It was so rich it seemed as if it might drip at any moment, yet it also possessed a sky-like clarity, making the swirling figure in the center appear as if looking down from the distant universe.

The image even looked somewhat familiar, resembling a spider with eyes all over its body, and a huge belly that was completely disproportionate to its legs.

Rom?

The image was similar to one that Dunnis had seen before, and it was the object of worship for that particular group of occult enthusiasts, suspected to be the source of the curse.

Ultimately, all signs pointed to a superior named Rom.

Even in other places, I had many exchanges with that person.

So, does Lord Rom really look like this?

To be honest, this image management is almost the worst I've ever seen among those in positions of power. It makes me wonder if they could attract followers if they were really in that mythical era.

Could it be that there was another motive behind wanting to replace the body of the ship god Hamadus?
Although the criticism was delivered quietly, the power of those in positions of authority was evident.

As if sensing this curiosity, the hazy red color became even more dazzling in the next moment.

Even Lord Rom's body was reflected as if stained with blood—drip drip.

There really was blood.

Although it didn't fall directly onto Fu Qian's head, at that moment a scarlet droplet actually did fall from above.

Wow--

The moment it shattered on the ground, a child's innocent cry rang out.

……

The Order of Blood? So it really is Lord Rom?

The feeling of déjà vu was easily captured by Fu Qian at that moment.

The red color was already very recognizable, and now, with the addition of the crying, it's easy to recall the experience of the memoirs at Earl's Palace.

The warehouse was once confirmed to be the source of the evidence, and it was also the help of Lord Rom's authority behind the actions of Luy, a key member of the original council.

All these elements combined make it seem not only like the person in power has personally arrived, but also like he is very unfriendly to me.

So was it still too unrestrained?
Was this actually a trap, specifically designed for the arrogant?
Responding to the call is just walking into a trap?

Although Lord Rom has not yet taken any further action, it looks like he has entered His territory. Every second that he stays here increases the danger level.

Silently reflecting on his actions, Fu Qian remained calm.

Despite the drizzling rain of blood, they skillfully navigated the path without getting a single drop on their bodies.

At the same time, they showed no intention of retreating and remained focused on the direction from which "Consort Xing's" voice came.

click!
At a certain moment, with the sound of another door opening, the sound suddenly became clearer—and cheerful.

Yes, even though the huge space behind the door was filled with crimson that burned the eyes, and the chaos and bloodshed were unprecedented.

But the figure standing in the middle of all this, with its hands hanging there, seemed to be making a sound filled with ferocious pleasure.

"welcome."

Right next to her, Lu Yi, the old friend who had just flashed through her mind, looked over as if he had been waiting for a long time.

"Nice to meet you."

He made a casual, polite remark, but before he could finish, his gaze remained fixed on the person being tortured.

That face... Neferi?