Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 475 Wasteland (37)
Has it become so unstable?

Tyre, who was in the center of the encirclement, watched the three people in front of him turn into candied haws in an instant. He was also shocked for a while, and his thoughts flew wildly.

Those entangled roots below the surface, are they actually this kind of thing?

The rumors are true, the entire swamp is a special extraordinary creature, and it is even gradually coming to life?
It was attacking with a purpose just now, but why didn't it target itself?
"What a coincidence, old man!"

With question marks in his head, Tyre suspected that in his life, there was a voice suddenly sounding in front of him.

Tyre raised his head suddenly, and found that at some point, a figure wearing a mask was already standing there.

"Mr. Fu..."

he asked in disbelief.

"hello!"

Fu Qian responded and looked around.

"One hit three, the old man will always be strong!"

"this is not me……"

Seeing that Fuqian misunderstood that he killed the three people in front of him, Tire subconsciously defended himself.

But then he froze and turned around sharply to look at Fu Qian again.

"You did it just now?"

Could the scene just now have something to do with this young man with a mysterious background?Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence!
"whats the matter?"

It's a pity that Fu Qian's tone didn't fluctuate at all, and his expression couldn't be seen.

"……nothing."

Tyr hesitated for a moment, but finally chose to give up.

Not to mention that the scene just now was really amazing, it's hard to believe that humans could make it.

Taking ten thousand steps back, even if it was really done by the person in front of him, it would be equivalent to saving his life.

As a person who can understand clearly, the other party is unwilling to admit it, and there is no need to ask questions without understanding.

"So why is the old man here?"

Till's thoughts raced, but Fu Qian asked, with curiosity in his tone.

"The underground ruins should be in front of me... I searched all the way, but it's strange, but the Siren's people have all withdrawn."

Tyre hesitated for a moment, then pointed to a short distance away.

"Indeed, I've been in."

Fu Qian confirmed his inference.

"So you also want to go in and explore?"

This guy does have two brushes, and he was able to find this place so quickly. He deserves to be a character who has been in the wasteland for many years.

"A big advantage of being able to live until now is that I know how to measure."

Tyre shook his head decisively.

"Although I'm really curious about what's inside, it's not something I can spy on."

"I appear here, on the one hand, to satisfy my curiosity a little bit, and at the same time... maybe it can prevent some young people from going to die."

It is so!
This old man took the risk to come here to persuade the lost lamb?
I have to say that Fu Qian was a little surprised by the truth.

It's understandable, why under the current situation, there are still a group of people in the wasteland organized by him.

"There will never be a shortage of people who consider themselves the Son of Destiny."

Fu Qian shook his head, looked in the direction of the ruins, and agreed casually.

"Based on the information you provided before, most people in the wasteland should have heard about the battle between the Siren and the Ji family in the underground ruins, so fewer people have come to find it than expected."

"Mr. Fu is here?"

Fu Qian was more accommodating than expected, and Till naturally didn't mind following the question, and at the same time, he was mentally prepared not to get an answer.

"Death."

Fu Qian's answer was quite concise.

After finishing speaking, this guy didn't even look back, just walked through the mess and walked into the passage like a giant throat.

……

After chatting with Mr. Till for a while, I suddenly felt that the situation was dangerous!

All the way down, Fu Qian walked through the corridor while talking to himself, but he didn't see anyone.

Passing through the gate, he was soon back in the Hall of Mirrors before.

The ancient stone buildings, mercury-like mirrors, and gradually decaying feathers are no different from when they left.

As for the difference, there is an extra white silk thread hanging from the ceiling of the hall, and at the end is a huge cocoon.

The cocoon was long and spindle-shaped, and it was even twisting unconsciously.

Looking at it, Fu Qian couldn't help but think of some kind of bug called a hanged ghost.

Sure enough, a change has taken place!
Facing this cocoon, which obviously seemed to be pregnant with something, Fu Qian was not in a hurry to break it, but observed carefully.

"You are very patient!"

Just half a minute later, a dull laughter sounded.

At the same time, the giant cocoon in midair struggled for a while, and was torn open from the inside.

A huge head then drilled out from the gap.

Then came the bloated body, the arms swollen like corpses, and finally the whole person fell to the ground.

Although his face had changed beyond recognition, but with this tone and voice, Fu Qian was able to confirm who it was - Ji Yicheng.

Plus velvet thick, reloaded version.

At this moment, Ji Yicheng not only inflates his whole body like an inflatable body, but also has a standard mansion shape, and the wings on his back are also quite different from before.

At this moment, not a single feather can be seen on the pair of wings, the surface is delicate skin, smooth and eerie.

Not only the appearance has changed, but it can be clearly felt that his life form has undergone a fundamental change compared to before.

At this moment, this person is filled with the ubiquitous "holy" aura.

Even like Sir William's final appearance, this body is covered with a layer of strangely shaped armor.

Mythical form, similar to Sinseeker?
Fu Qian had a vague guess.

"The angel was reborn in a miracle, and we met again."

"I never thought that I could maintain this state so easily, I can only say that it feels so good!"

While speaking, this man's wings fluttered, and he slowly rose into the air with his bloated body.

"Although I already feel that my bloodline ability has become an obstacle, I still don't want to give up so soon."

"And thank you for helping me make up my mind and put me on the right path."

I've heard that too many times.

Fu Qian sighed.

The group of people you say thank you to, but if one of them really puts it into action, we are already rich.

While complaining, Fu Qian kept looking at his own reflection in the mirror.

Still weird shapes and messy color blocks.

The moment I stepped into the ruins, that special feeling came again.

According to Ji Yicheng, it was a change in which the shadow of depravity was stripped away.

For myself, this is by no means a good thing.

Affecting the mind is one aspect, the most important thing, which makes me have the threat of losing sanity.

Fu Qian looked at Ji Yicheng's reflection next to him.

Sure enough, as this person said, his bloated body is far from that psychedelic image at this moment, but extremely pure and clear.

Is this what this man saw when he first looked in the mirror?
Why can he see such images?
A question naturally came to Fu Qian's mind.

(End of this chapter)