Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2503 Igniting the Storm
That's amazing! Ruizhi's intelligence is still improving?

The fire that Fu Qian mentioned was naturally the burning power that had appeared on the bat from the very beginning.

This proved to be no isolated case; similar marks could be seen on both the elderly and the minotaurs.

Most of them are marks from burning, and some still show traces of fire.

It feels like a shared mark on all the living organisms in this place.

Bats belong to Lady Serana, but does fire belong to Death?

So much so that the earliest fire bats seemed to have a new interpretation.

However, when asked for advice, the old man's answer was quite surprising.

It only appeared recently?
That seems to be a power that doesn't quite belong to the Grim Reaper.

Secondly, as expected of a wise dead man, the old man seemed never to have believed that he was the same kind of person as him.

"So when did the fire start?"

Fu Qian remained completely unfazed and asked the question quite naturally.

Thinking he had hidden himself well, he looked up and found himself being stared at with a meaningful gaze – a truly astonishing reversal.

However, on the one hand, it is a classic scene from a horror movie, and on the other hand, for the person in question, it is not really unexpected.

As mentioned earlier, his primary concern has always been the mental state of the elderly.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have casually introduced themselves as being of the same kind at the beginning, but then made no attempt to conceal this fact in their subsequent conversations.

For example, when learning about the circumstances of the deceased, they were always addressed as "you".

For example, there was no makeup or decoration on his body, not even a trace of flame was faked.

It now seems that the old man not only had a clear understanding of his own situation, but also a keen insight into himself as an outsider.

Given this bizarre art style, one can only say that the value of the wise dead is still rising.

"Just a few days ago."

As expected, the old man didn't dwell on the trivial matter of exposing the pretense; in fact, he seemed quite satisfied with the previous reaction and answered his question directly.

“Something ignited the storm, and none of the dead within it could escape.”

……

How many days ago?
Surely it's not like Lady Serana discovered this place a long time ago and was just pretending to be clueless, right?

It must be said that the old man's answer was quite surprising.

The flames did not always exist; they appeared suddenly.

The timing is also unusual, seemingly not coinciding with Lady Serana's disappearance, thus reducing the probability that it was caused by her.

But it seems to match up with another item—

Lord Sørendir suddenly started surfing? And there's also the message Kelsen left for him.

The former's promotion opportunity lies here, and the credibility of this speculation is still rising.

In summary, something unexpected happened to Moore, which attracted Sorendil's attention, leading to the series of events that followed.

More causes and consequences are connected.

Is the weather always like this here?

However, Fu Qian's focus was rather peculiar; in the old man's narration, he vaguely regarded the storm as an essential characteristic of this place.

"Of course, the storms here never stop."

The latter's tone was certain.

"What if the world of the living were to become sunny again?"

However, Fu Qian did not let it go easily.

“You’ve asked an interesting question.” The old man rarely showed surprise, but he did not deny the existence of the living world.

"This is the land of the dead in the storm, and it doesn't exist when the storm doesn't exist... As I said before, death is far more than just the opposite of life."

……

Even a storm might occur?

The old man's final statement was somewhat abstract, but Fu Qian still managed to extract the key words from it.

When the weather is fine in Moore on the other side, does this place simply not exist?

It seems that neither the Yin nor Yang realms can be adequately described.

Of course, the probability of encountering Lord Sorendil here is also increased.

"Thanks for sharing. This should help me verify how fire came about... Is there anything different from what you remember?"

Feeling that he had gained a lot, he thanked the elderly man before paying and then invited him to join the spot-the-difference game.

"Someone has indeed been here... something's not right there."

The old man lived up to expectations, giving a clear conclusion and even pointing to a certain direction.

"You mean the one with only one horn? That's certainly unique, but it can't be that simple, can it?"

Fu Qian followed the gaze and naturally locked onto a figure, but also raised a question.

It is short in stature, but the bull's head on its neck is exceptionally large, making it look more unique compared to the others.

"Of course not, tell me why."

This time, the old man's reaction was different. He changed his previous style of being open and honest, and stared at Fu Qian, asking him to explain the reason.

"It doesn't look right; it's like there's someone missing in front of him."

The test came unexpectedly, but Fu Qian wasn't dissatisfied and gave his answer instantly.

……

As mentioned before, the idea that special buildings will always spawn elite monsters or treasure chests is a bit of an over-the-top game concept.

From the moment I entered the slaughterhouse until now, the most peculiar thing I've noticed is that door.

Although the interior of the building was eerie, there was nothing broken or lying on the ground.

This makes one wonder whether Lady Serana ever actually came, or if she simply glanced inside and left.

But this is only the surface; observation is never that simple.

Along the way, besides confirming the integrity of the parts on the minotaurs' bodies, there was another thing that Fu Qian didn't overlook, and that was the rhythm of the group's movement.

They were neither customers nor merchants; what could be described as a dense flow of people was simply following a particular route, repeating it over and over again.

Many things may seem messy, but if you observe them long enough, you will easily find the discordant parts.

The place the old man just pointed to is it.

There wasn't an exaggerated gap, but the short minotaur's pace always made it seem like he was carefully avoiding something in front of him.

What could it be?

Rather than suggesting that an invisible person walked there, Fu Qian prefers that someone once walked there.

"Yes, someone was there, but they left... I believe you can handle the fire now. Could that be the woman you're looking for?"

As it turned out, the old man agreed, nodding in agreement before finally looking away and even praising Fu Qian.

"The probability is very high."

Faced with such a direct question, Fu Qian sighed at that moment.

Given Lady Serana's personality, how could she possibly tolerate coming to a place like this, only to end up being an air force member?

They might not be so bold as to actually suck blood and taste it, but they would definitely try to get some useful information out of it while ensuring safety.