Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 464 Wasteland (26)
Know yourself and the enemy, a hundred battles will never end.

The big angel in front of him paid the price for his good habits almost instantly.

He was obviously very proud of his own judgment, and he didn't even make a single evasive move.

And the demigod-level air bullet directly left him with no scum above his neck.

Facing the broken neck that didn't shed a drop of blood, Fu Qian also confirmed one thing - this guy definitely didn't escape from that corpse.

He even knew how many bullets he had loaded, obviously following all the way.

And if this is the case, then the problem comes——

A special transcendent who does not belong to the siren group, followed everyone all the way to this kind of place, and risked being found out and shot to death, secretly protecting the two demigods?

It is curious how true the motivation of these brain circuits is!

Of course, although the giant body in front of him did not repair itself as before, Fu Qian was very sure that it was not dead.

Even with the loss of his head, the white wings on his back looked even more dazzling at this moment.

That kind of holy brilliance, those who are a little weak-willed, probably already knelt down to worship at this moment.

And the next moment, I saw the headless body stretching its hands, and the wings behind it were as white as fire.

Almost instantly, Fu Qian noticed that there seemed to be snowflakes falling from the sky.

Looking carefully, it was actually densely packed feathers, each of which was crystal clear, like a dream.

But even though it was as dense as a blizzard, the feathers didn't fall fast, so it wasn't difficult to hide.

It seems unrealistic to want to kill people with this trick.

[San value minus 1]

Before the feather fell on his body, Fu Qian reached out and took one out. Just as he was about to try to study it, an unexpected reminder came.

There is such a thing?Unexpectedly, this will drop the san value!

Surprised, Fuqian looked at his palm, the feather was obviously not real, but a special energy structure, which dissipated the moment it touched the skin.

The prompt also appeared at the same time, obviously because of this.

But what is different from usual is that even though the San value has decreased, there is no such feeling of confusion and confusion, and even the sanity has become more and more clear, as if the distracting thoughts of the mind have been purified.

Euthanasia?

Lenovo's Fu Qian had always had a clear mind, and a word jumped out instantly.

Speaking of which, my current san value is only two hundred, if every feather that falls on my body is reduced by one, I am afraid that I will be labeled an idiot in the blink of an eye.

Who would have thought that in such a mission, there is such a danger quietly hidden.

Sure enough, no matter what time, people have to remain curious.

If I hadn't wanted to study it myself just now, I would lose a few more San values ​​if I said less now.

But now that he was on guard, it was impossible for these things to hit him.

Fu Qian's body turned into an afterimage almost instantly, leaving the range covered by the feathers.

However, the skill released by the headless angel brother is centered on himself, and the distance between the two of them will inevitably be opened.

Fu Qian stood at one end of the beam, watching the opponent continue to cast spells there.

The feather dissipated instantly after touching Brother Angel's body, and it didn't seem to have any effect.

However, this does not mean how safe this person's situation is. In the room at the end of the passage, the sound of thunderstorms has become more and more intense.

If this guy continues to pose here, there is a high probability that there will be two more demigods behind his butt soon.

But Fu Qian didn't think that the two of them would have any kindness towards this man.

While Fu Qian was thinking, a strange change suddenly appeared.

The body of the headless angel brother actually melted in the turbulent feathers.

Starting from the broken neck, his remnant body was reduced to flying ash inch by inch.

In just a few seconds, the huge corpse disappeared, and the feathers all over the sky also disappeared.

And this operation!

Fu Qian nodded, she is very good at slipping away under his nose!

Having said that, it seems that I should go too.

Fu Qian turned his head and took a look.

Amidst the loud noise, a familiar black door, mixed with countless gravel, smashed through the wall of the corridor, and fell all the way into the pool at the foot, causing green waves to ripple.

He was not interested in entangled with the runaway Kelson, so before this one rushed out, Fu Qian turned around and left.

……

The return trip was already familiar, and soon the giant mirror appeared in front of us again.

At this moment, the hall was empty, and the surviving middle-level people obviously didn't mess around here, and retreated quite obediently.

Looking at the huge mirror that is as bright as mercury, Fu Qian took two steps closer, looking at the distorted image inside.

Looking along the way, this thing is undoubtedly quite special.

The fact that it can be placed here also shows that it is indeed of great significance.

Standing alone among the feathers, Fu Qian felt the strange inner peace more and more.

So far, everyone who has entered here seems to have been affected by this kind of mind.

No matter middle-level or demigod, or the cannon fodder who died in the first place.

Among them, Coatgomontes has grown feathers.

But at this moment, Fu Qian was inexplicably reminded of something he had come into contact with before - sin fire.

At first glance, they seem irrelevant, but when you think about it carefully, the two still have quite a lot in common.

The same wasteland, the same ancient ruins, and the same ignorance of everything affecting the surroundings.

And over there there is the statue of the Goddess of Sin, and here there is a giant mirror.

The only obvious difference is that according to previous understanding, the statue of the Goddess of Sin Karma has a standard periodicity, only three days a year, and it will disappear automatically after the time passes.

And according to past experience, his task is obviously impossible to be so easy, so this angel dungeon should continue to exist.

This point cannot be ignored, but if you think about it in reverse, assuming that the Angel Dungeon and the Goddess of Sin Karma are indeed the same thing, will this continuous existence be an abnormality?
And the task requires her to hide the angel dungeon, just to end this abnormality and make her disappear normally like the goddess of sin?
Otherwise, it's really hard to understand how to "secret" such a behemoth.

After all, even if all the insiders are killed, the ruins are still here, so it can hardly be called complete.

And according to this way of thinking, there is a problem that must be clarified, that is, what caused the exception here?
Unfortunately, there is still too little information on this issue.

Fu Qian looked towards the passage from the opposite side.

Judging from his previous performance, that brother Angel obviously knows more than the others.

And although he escaped smoothly just now, something was exposed in his haste.

Huge and rotting body, a world that has lost its color faintly, I just encountered a similar scene not long ago, in Ji Yicheng's ashes.

(End of this chapter)