Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2554 Armory
The fact that feathers are growing out of its body suggests that the person on the ground is more likely a former host.

It's not easy to grasp the patterns within the fallacy of spacetime, but faced with the bizarre changes before him, Fu Qian still managed to elevate his understanding to a considerable level.

It all seems to be related to His Excellency the Chief Judge, even though we didn't suffer a sanity-draining attack this time.

But certain elements belonging to those in power are eroding this research institution in a more subtle and profound way—which seems like a good development.

At least Your Excellency the Presiding Judge did not simply clock in once and then disappear without a trace.

Roar--

Furthermore, the hunt was already coming to an end in just a short time.

Another painful scream rang out, seemingly mixed with a hint of relief.

The already deformed skull of the prey was pierced through its weakest point, tearing out even more gray feathers.

The murder weapon used was nothing more than an iron rod picked up from the side.

Given that his physical strength is relatively average, it doesn't require much strength to do this.

But to be able to find such tools and seize opportunities in such a chaotic and intense struggle can only be described as an outstanding performance by the candidate.

"Very good, thank you for giving him relief."

As he watched the blood and feathers quickly mix together, Fu Qian didn't hold back his praise, giving it high marks and calling out again.

"Come with me, it's just ahead."

……

They were not unscathed; the struggle made the hunter's actions even more difficult.

He was very patient with this, walking a short distance and then waiting in place.

The other party did not disappoint; although their movements were slow, their demeanor gave the impression of even greater determination.

"Pick one."

Without encountering any further obstacles, Fu Qian easily found the door with rivets by following the direction he remembered.

Compared to other places, this place is relatively intact, and it is even still closed.

As for the minor inconveniences caused by this, they can be completely ignored by the person in charge.

You don't even need to find any extra tools; you can easily change things with your fingertips.

"These are all specially made weapons, and each one can be put to use."

With a final, smooth opening of the door, Fu Qian greeted the candidate and continued to repeat the receptionist's lines.

He could see at a glance that although some of the inventory was damaged, many of the weapons were still in good condition and could still be used to kill.

"OK……"

Seemingly not realizing it at first, this meant the candidate had passed the test. After a moment of hesitation, the candidate slowly moved in.

Of course, almost immediately afterward, the indecisiveness struck again.

Faced with each opened box, a look of panic even appeared in his eyes as he looked back and forth, seemingly at a loss.

"Even though you're alone, the rules can't be changed; you can only choose one item."

Unfortunately, even after noticing this, Fu Qian coldly repeated the previous regulations.

Furthermore, as he spoke, he casually walked to a corner and examined an empty box.

It seems that even the short spear that was chosen earlier, which had been vaporized in the previous Etching Wisdom, has not been reborn here.

As expected of a chain of fallacies that can inherit damage, even replenishing equipment is not easy.

"I...I don't know what to choose."

The candidate clearly noticed his actions, but unfortunately couldn't glean any guidance from them, and ultimately confessed his inner confusion.

"Then if it's not suitable, come back and exchange it."

On this point, Qianqian was much more lenient, indicating that they offered a seven-day no-questions-asked return policy. ...

Hesitant to speak, the candidate finally seemed a little more at ease, then lowered his head and continued to wander among the shelves, even running his hand over each item.

With its serrated, wide blade and spiked, long handle, these weapons, to be honest, somehow matched his current demeanor.

Pick up anything, and the moment you raise it, you'll feel like you've transformed into a god of death.

Of course, there are still some rules to follow; I only touched it, I didn't try it.

And without wasting too much time, when he reached the second lap, he grasped a short, wavy handle.

Indeed, just as the receptionist said, weapons that allow for unlimited slashing are still the most popular choice.

Fu Qian was still very interested in his choice, and at that moment he could see clearly that at the other end of the crank was a wide blade that was also curved.

The blade was gleaming, with jagged serrations on one side.

The overall size is a bit exaggerated, but because the thickness has been carefully controlled, it doesn't seem very heavy.

In addition, in situations like the one just described, such a murder weapon would undoubtedly be quite suitable for dismembering the target into eight pieces.

"I've chosen."

And what was said earlier was true; the moment the candidate held this thing in his hand, he instantly exuded the aura of a slaughtering machine.

"I can tell you've made your choice. Have a pleasant hunt ahead."

He ran his hand over the saw teeth, and Fu Qian was quite satisfied with the progress, offering his blessings with a smile.

"But I don't know what the goal is..."

Having officially been promoted to hunter, the person opposite him even spoke more fluently, though he was still confused.

"Don't worry, I will provide guidance."

Fu Qian remained easygoing, recalling the scenes he had seen before, without setting any particular boundaries.

It's clear that this is no longer a question of shadows; there are probably not many living things in this area that are still in a normal state.

"Thank you so much, but I might not be able to find my way back..."

The hunter, feeling somewhat relieved, first thanked them, and then, just as he was about to leave, he seemed to remember something and expressed new concerns.

The concerns are reasonable; given this person's excellent sense of direction, it's highly likely they won't return.

"That's not a problem either."

Fortunately, dealing with the situation is still not a problem.

To be even more precise, this applies to the leader of the Limb Club.

click -

But then a soft sound came from the darkness, and a much heavier-looking axe was lifted up.

However, what was holding it was not a hand, but a long tentacle that stretched out from Fuzen's body.

Then came the longsword, the broadsword...

Amidst the clanging and clattering, the already limited inventory was completely taken away by each of the tentacles, one item at a time.

"Set off."

Easily transforming into a mobile arsenal, Fu Qian then gave a shout.

Although he had high hopes for this hunter who was known for his speed, he wasn't prepared to sit here and wait for the outcome.

As for the promise of replacing weapons? The last thing my Rebirth Club is worried about is not having enough hands.

Recalling how Grandpa Lu and Mr. Kikuchi successfully formed a group on the archipelago, and the enormous creature that eventually appeared, Fu Qian snorted and adjusted the arrangement of his tentacles to be more regular, radiating outwards around his body.

Although the inspiration came from that, the presentation certainly couldn't be that bad.

From now on, I'll call you Afei.