Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2558 Gravity Breath
Good, initial results are promising.

The little face was repulsive, but at that moment, when he looked into the eyes of the burlap doll with only one mouth, he felt a heartfelt sense of relief.

I can’t mistake it; it’s an item belonging to a certain Night Watcher of the Second Rank. This time, new elements have appeared in the Wisdom of Etching.

Considering Afei's previous feedback, the laughter likely also came from this thing, since its size is definitely that of a child.

To summarize, he made a great contribution right from the start, helping to find the traces left by the Night Watchers here.

Admittedly, the main reason is that this time the Wisdom of Etching is richer in content, and if you knock on each door one by one, there is a good chance that you can find it.

However, on the one hand, it may not be possible to strike directly at the heart of the enemy so efficiently, and on the other hand, the enemy's location may not be so active.

"Hehe...hehehe..."

The next moment, Fu Qian even heard A Fei's laughter.

At the same time, the researcher who looked up at him also had an exaggeratedly upturned mouth.

The controls are very precise.

For the person who is paying, it is naturally easy to tell that there is no audio-visual asynchrony, and the smiley face and laughter are perfectly matched.

Even so, the more bizarre and terrifying it is, the more intense the sense of the bizarre and the more terrifying it becomes.

The body had completely transformed into the feeling of a burlap sack or a puppet.

Not only is the inverted Heavenly Gang, but the incredibly smooth texture makes one want to exclaim, "One minute on stage requires ten years of practice off stage."

laugh--

Unfortunately, it seems that these days, burning the zither and boiling the crane are the popular practices.

Faced with such a brilliant performance, Ah Fei's reaction was simply to take a step forward and slash out with the weapon in his hand.

……

Blood Blade, Broken Step, Soul Split.

There was blood on the knife, but it was his own.

His limbs were weak, and his gait was even unsteady.

However, the combined power of their attack was unstoppable, shattering even the soul—

In plain terms, Ah Fei's target wasn't the humanoid puppet, but the doll on his shoulder.

As expected of the will chosen by the evil god, no matter how messy his body is, Afei always seems to be a sharp blade drawn from its sheath.

Killing is his very essence, no matter how corroded he has become.

This purity is so infectious that Fu Qian said his own language organization skills were slightly affected, and he became particularly fond of punctuating sentences.

In short, when faced with the sudden appearance of evil spirits, Afei did not hesitate to unleash a devastating strike, bullying the weak with his superior strength.

Furthermore, it did not contain any intention to save the puppet, because even if the other party did not react, the path of that slash would be enough to dislocate the arm of the person below.

Hehe...

Of course, there was no way to remain silent. Amidst another burst of laughter, the burlap doll vanished.

……

Blood suddenly appeared.

It was only a mid-level assassination attempt, not something that would trigger a high-level effect like soul locking.

As the target disappeared, the cruelty that had been brewing for so long instantly paled in comparison.

However, the force of the blow, which was too great to be withdrawn in time, still easily tore half of the researcher's shoulder.

The organization that was subsequently revealed proved that it was still flesh and blood, not a lifelike prop.

Furthermore, it seems that Afei is not a player who enjoys one-sided abuse. He did not continue to slaughter the opponent, but immediately withdrew his weapon and switched to a defensive stance.

Ding--

This style seemed to have saved him. Almost immediately, as his weapon slashed behind him again, an unusual, crisp sound rang out, like stars shattering in the night.

There were even faint bursts of light scattering in all directions, as if a stardust spear had been flying towards him—and indeed it was. As a bystander of the tentacles, Fu Qian easily sensed the attack, even though it was so subtle, and even made a special step aside to avoid blocking its path.

As expected, Ah Fei withstood the test, remaining resistant to hidden arrows and unbreakable by his longsword.

This vicious sneak attack failed—ding!

This includes the second sneak attack.

People tend to relax after escaping death, and the second Stardust Spear was even less conspicuous than the first, seemingly taking advantage of this human weakness.

Unfortunately, it was still blocked precisely by Afei.

Not surprisingly.

Witnessing this scene, Fu Qian felt it was perfectly normal.

Of course, Ah Fei wasn't without emotions, but when he held the knife in his hand, he completely shed that quality.

Once a person becomes pure, they are more likely to become immune to certain things.

The methods used just now were indeed somewhat insidious, but in his opinion, it was not surprising at all that Afei had discovered the sneak attack.

Not to mention the laughter even came from that direction.

That's right, just as naive yet full of malice, laughter came from somewhere outside the door when Ah Fei Dao missed.

……

The hunter seems to have met a formidable opponent.

Blink at will, control puppets, and unleash ranged killing moves.

For most melee fighters, such a character would undoubtedly be a headache to think about, not to mention that they themselves are crippled and seriously injured.

hiss--

Just as Fu Qian was helping to analyze the grim situation, new developments emerged.

The researcher who was originally sitting there remained seated, but his chest bulged out as he took an exaggerated breath.

How can a puppet still be effective under these circumstances?
Anyone who saw this scene could guess that he was about to do something extraordinary.

Having lost the initiative and now facing enemies on all sides, it's not easy for A-Fei to even try to stop them.

call--

In the midst of his guard, he exhaled... but?
For a moment, Ah Fei seemed a little confused.

It's either just a scare tactic, or the skill effects are missing.

Forget about exaggerated ice, fire, lightning, and poison effects; even the airflow sounds ordinary, barely better than a yawn.

Wow!

Fortunately, this doubt was dispelled in the blink of an eye. The next moment, all kinds of instruments suddenly flew up and gathered towards the location where the researchers were sitting, making the already messy laboratory even worse.

Gravity breath?

It was a very bizarre scene, but Fu Qian, as an observer and a professional breath-breathing expert, easily came up with a metaphor at that moment.

The researchers didn't spit out anything visible, and they couldn't even smell anything.

However, considering the actions, the direction, and even the range of the affected objects, it is entirely plausible that he was spreading some kind of negative effect in this way.

The specific effect is that it adds a strong pull to everything covered, drawing it towards oneself, which reminds me of a concept that stargazers inevitably come into contact with.

It's interesting; it gives me the feeling that the whole world is becoming more abstract.

Furthermore, although it lacks any cool visual effects or direct lethality, its appearance at this time is definitely not for show—

Click!

He had already kicked a stone platform to pieces, but Ah Fei still couldn't stop his body from being pulled further away from the door.

　First update, then revise.

　　(End of this chapter)