Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 256 Pure Land (Eighteen)
Knew it!
Fu Qian looked at the revolver on the ground without any surprise.

It was clear that Knight was about to shoot himself just now, as he had done to Herrom.

It's a pity that I am different from that one.

Shaking his head before paying.

The finger on the revolver trigger was still trying to pull it.

It's a pity that it was already fragile, and it broke into two pieces with a little force, and continued to disintegrate into a ball of powder.

Not only the broken hand, but also Knight.

The old man who had said he was warm just now was constantly falling down with flesh and blood.

The pollution from the remains of the demigods did not mean that it would be fine after purification.

As a mortal, his body has become a battlefield where two forces clash, and he is already overwhelmed.

At this moment, it finally couldn't support it and began to collapse, which is why the broken arm on the ground appeared.

As for why you want to kill yourself?

"Hmph, do you think I can't see that you're Herrom's associate?"

At this moment, Knight didn't even notice that his arm had fallen to the ground.

"Last night and today, you came to spy twice in a row, because you found that your accomplice was missing, and you want to find out?"

"However, you are obviously more cunning than Herrom. In order to let you relax your vigilance, it's okay to share some secrets with you. Anyway, you are going to die soon...How does the bullet taste?"

Father, your bullet is still on the ground.

Fu Qian was speechless, but judging from this person's situation, it's normal for him to be a little confused.

Obviously, the script in Knight's mind this time was not to have a long conversation with his friend, but to make himself an accomplice of Herrom.

On the other hand, he pretended not to know his details, first he showed off his acting skills, and then killed him with one shot when he was not prepared.

It's a pity that the quality of a professional worker is beyond your imagination.

For Knight, Fu Qian never forgot that he is an actor now, and he never let go of his guard from the beginning to the end.

No matter how secretively he did it, Knight would never be able to hide from himself the action of secretly holding a gun.

"You obviously put a lot of effort into it, and you even know who is pretending to be Collins. It's a pity that you don't need to send a message."

Between the opening and closing of his lips, Nat's face had disintegrated and fallen off, revealing dark red gums.

"After I get rid of you, I will attend the banquet tonight on time and invite everyone to Sean's funeral, and the deeds of you two clowns will become a joke during the wine tasting..."

Whoa!

In the end, Knight's broken body finally fell to the ground, and his voice fell silent.

This is the so-called "stuck in the drama and can't get out", right?

Fu Qian shook his head, bent down and picked up something from among the wreckage.

It was a transparent sheet with a curved rhombus shape, as clear as water under the moonlight, almost non-existent in the hand.

[The current task has been updated to remove the pollution of Brain Dance]

At this time, a reminder sounded in the ear, and the mission was finally updated.

Is it not eradication, but decontamination?
Although he had expected it, Fu Qian still sighed.

When the mission was updated last time, he discovered that this time it seemed to focus on solving hidden dangers for himself, rather than targeting Brain Dance itself.

In other words, the theme of this mission is more similar to letting oneself cover up what happened in Bayer Luke, so as not to let the see us faction be exposed, rather than eradicating this anomaly.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, the state of brain dance after opening the brain hole is like turning this group of people into actors and entering a coupled script.

Except for the special attack on the extraordinary, this group of people is at best a group of mental patients.

Before Herrom's accident, the group was completely enjoying themselves and doing no harm.

His death became a wild card, throwing one of the actors into disarray and destabilizing the system.

And my task is to set things right.

Fu Qian fiddled with the transparent sheet in his hand and compared it to the top of his head.

Obviously, this is a substitute after brainstorming.

It is as thin as an eggshell, but its strength is excellent. I don't know what material it is made of.

Give up active observation and retreat to dismantle the barrier.

Expose the brain to the starry sky, so that it can be "seen" by unknown mysterious existences, so as to passively get in touch?

It's an idea, and the facts have proved that it is indeed effective.

But now the question is, what exactly is this pollution?
Knight has already lost his mind and soul, is there still a residual influence?

Is there any way to be sure?

Fu Qian looked out the window and had a small thought.

The next moment, he put his hand on the top of his head.

Like gentlemen taking off their hats, he gently removed a piece of the skull.

With the help of top-level control over flesh and blood, even the shapes are controlled exactly the same.

Holding this "hat", Fu Qian pressed it to his chest and bowed to Knight's position.

What a strange feeling!
Fu Qian sat down at Knight's original position.

From the mirror next to him, he could see his own brain facing the sun.

The first person to do this, I don't know where I got the inspiration from.

Compared to Knight and the others, what they did was undoubtedly more thorough, and they didn't even make a window.

I don't know if that mysterious existence will allow me to become a member of the See Me faction.

As long as you can join Brain Dance, it will undoubtedly be easier to find where the pollution is.

It's a pity that after sitting until the sky was full of stars, Fu Qian found that his thoughts were not affected in any way.

Mysterious beings don't seem to favor their own brains.

It seems that I can only think of another way.

Fu Qian put the skull back with some regret, and then wiped his face with his hands.

His facial features distorted quickly, and in less than ten seconds, he had already turned into Knight's appearance.

Picking up the hat on the ground, putting it on, Fu Qian walked out of the room.

Knight said just now that he will attend the banquet tonight, so why not go and have a look.

If you are lucky, you might meet another Knight.

……

He came to Collins' home with ease, and went straight into the banquet hall.

At the first moment, he spotted Grace dressed up.

The latter was still alone, standing on the large balcony, chatting happily with the air next to him.

Walking forward quietly, Fu Qian listened to Grace's words.

"Good wine is a cure, and drinking it in moderation is good for you."

What a familiar line!
Fu Qian sighed inwardly.

Sure enough, Knight is haunted.

It seems that in the current situation, although Knight has lost his mind and soul, he is living in the brain dance of other people.

It can indeed be called pollution.

"It's good to see you back to life—"

Before Grace could finish her sentence, Fu Qian walked up to her and forcibly handed her a glass of wine.

An expression of pain and disgust appeared on Grace's face again.

After a while, she stared at Fu Qian in front of her, her expression became shocked.

"Everyone!"

Before she could speak, Fu Qian yelled directly, attracting everyone to look over.

"I'm going to give Sean a funeral!"

　Thank you for your reward, and thank you for every support.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)