Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

The dark room was dimly lit, and the shadow of the candle flickered red.

The already dim lantern was almost on the verge of collapse in an instant.

But it is just desire. As we have seen before, what corresponds to the light behind it is a vigorous vitality that far exceeds its own.

Even after the pseudo-god was reincarnated, he entered a special kind of dislocation and disconnection, and his correspondence with himself was no longer so close.

But as a top flesh and blood expert, if you retain a few percentage points, the effect will be impressive enough.

The specific manifestation is that under the current blowing, no matter how compressed it is, the flames will always float and never go out.

Fortunately, the tone before paying was very long.

Faced with this tenacity, he did not hesitate at all, still maintaining his movements, and even the flow of air was extremely stable.

"Are you crazy?"

Of course, not everyone can achieve emotional stability.

His eyes were almost bleeding. After confirming the other party's behavior, Olintel's voice became shrill.

"When the lights go out, people die. Are you listening to me?"

Completely unable to resist the desire to express his emotions, this man almost roared out.

It was obvious that even though he had made many plans for this meeting, his imagination was still challenged by this scene.

Faced with the newly acquired fatal weakness, the opponent not only failed to take good care of it, but even directly targeted it on its own.

It obviously had nothing to do with him, but the shaky light almost had an impact like myocardial infarction.

"Think I'm scaring you? Don't you feel anything yourself, that special connection?"

Unfortunately, this hoarse advice still received no response.

……

"Are you scaring me?"

Olintel responded quickly.

After a futile roar, his expression turned out to be calmer.

"Based on our previous interactions, I don't believe you are really a lunatic who doesn't care about life and death. I won't be fooled by the same tactics again..."

"It's not that you can't feel the connection between you and it, but you feel it too much... knowing that it won't be extinguished easily, you bet we want to catch it alive?"

"I have to say, you are a little too cautious."

There was still no response before Fu Qian, but Olintel had already begun to sneer, obviously becoming more and more sure of his judgment.

"A living target is of course better than a corpse, but as I said, the focus today is just to give you this gift. If you want to leave, I really won't stop you... There is no need to search in this way. Chance."

"I know you won't believe it, but it doesn't matter, because I am also suddenly curious about when you will stop. I hope you can show your excellence next and don't let me down -"

While talking, Olintel really sat down with a smile and a full posture.

It's a pity that the next moment, he explained what it meant to sit up like an electric shock.

As soon as his butt touched the seat, Olintel jumped up, as if frightened by the sudden dimming of the light.

That's right, the lamp in his hand was finally extinguished completely, causing the brightness of the room to plummet.

This scene, which I was sure would never happen, had a huge impact.

click!

What's even more important is that the person with scarlet eyes actually still stood there steadily, and even turned off the lantern casually, as if he had done an insignificant thing.

The only change may be that the originally pale skin suddenly became even more colorless.

……

"Thanks for the hospitality."

After taking a deep breath, Fu Qian even smiled and thanked him.

"This is impossible……"

"Why isn't it possible?"

Fu Qian put the lantern back and asked casually.

"Xin Yan shares his life with the person involved. As long as it is destroyed, he will definitely die... This is absolute, the law witnessed by the stars... nothing is immune..." Olintel's emotions were obviously a little difficult to control.

"I understand your feelings, but the facts are before you. I suggest you accept it and think about the reasons."

"what reason?"

Olintel asked almost subconsciously.

Simple, the subject cannot be found.

Fu Qian thought to himself.

This is almost the biggest gain tonight.

Of course, when I started the pseudo-god transformation just now, I didn't expect to increase my level to be immune to the effects of heart inflammation.

Fu Qian does not think that in front of Xinglu, the status of the pseudo-god incarnation is more transcendent than the dimensional poison.

The latter was dealt with cleanly.

The significance of pseudo-god transformation lies in the instantaneous change of rank, not just the rank itself.

As a target that seems to be supreme but must be destroyed by himself, Fu Qian has never stopped testing the opponent's limits.

Dimensional poison is an attempt, and the cult will use it to its advantage. The gift carefully prepared for itself is also an opportunity that cannot be given up.

What just happened is actually very simple.

Stepping into the trap, I "unknowingly" ignited the flames of my heart.

At this time, the false god's transformation was activated, his rank increased instantly, and then the "bond" between himself and Xinyan suddenly lost a lot of color.

In the end, the latter died out, and he suffered some trauma, but he was far from the end of his life.

Here, the law behaves a bit strangely - a person is still the same person, but just because his rank has improved, his beheading has changed to forty?

It can be said that even the simplest law cannot achieve equality before everyone.

Fu Qian's understanding of this strange performance is that it takes time to define himself after the change in rank.

To put it simply, the transformed self is similar to a new, much more complex subject for Xinglu.

Precise laws need to be accurately defined and thoroughly digested and accommodated in order to be complete and effective for oneself.

Fu Qian had no doubt that as long as he gave it a little more time, the extinguished heart inflammation would take him away again.

But after continuous efforts, he seemed to have finally found an alternative limit.

"That's not simple. It's definitely a statement based on reality. If what you are living in is not reality, there won't be this problem."

However, Fu Qian was not in a hurry to share this experience, but continued to shape the character of the Dark Moon Apostle.

"You mean...I'm dreaming?"

Olintel obviously refused to accept this statement.

"People are really strange. You are not even afraid of death, but you are afraid that what you are living in is not reality."

Fu Qian let out a string of low laughter and looked away from Olintel's lantern.

"What a great exchange, say hello to the others for me."

Without giving Olintel a chance to continue questioning, surging blood mist spurted out and enveloped his whole body.

Fu Qian said his goodbyes and launched a bloody crusade for the first time.

But as expected, it was different. The next moment he "looked" at him.

After activating it, he did not enter the special dimension like before. At this moment, he still stayed in place, and his body seemed to turn into a deep blood mist.

It's more in line with the image of a vampire.

In addition, the way of traveling seems to have become different.

The next moment, following a strange feeling, Fu Qian's figure disappeared on the spot, and when he reappeared, he was already in a strange room.

A female cult member was looking over in horror.

There are a lot of things going on today, so I’m sorry that I need to update my leave form.