Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

"I know it may be a bit shocking, but unfortunately we have no commitment as to where the end point will be."

The mist surges like a waterfall and is boundless, almost giving people a physiological fear of the unknown.

While Fu Qian was admiring this strange scene, Reginald on the side had obviously given up on the expectation that he would answer the previous questions and directly changed the topic.

"Please get off the car, we need to walk the rest of the way."

Without waiting to say anything before paying, he directly made a gesture of invitation.

……

With a crisp sound, the carriage quickly turned away, almost as if it was running away in a panic.

After being the first to get out of the car in response to the call, Amira and the two of them followed suit solemnly.

And sure enough, the hunter Simon, who claimed to be giving him a ride, also followed down, staring at Fu Qian, making no secret of his intention to escort him.

In fact, the same goes for the other two. An equilateral triangle centered on Fumae was formed almost subconsciously.

With six eyes watching, Fu Qian looked at this corner that seemed to be the edge of the world, feeling deeply that his existence was valued.

The direction the carriage was moving away from was a path that was not wide, but it was clear and quiet. Looking along it, one could see Laerting in the morning sun.

The other end of the corresponding world was filled with mist, and the morning light did not converge at all, just like the eternal chaos.

And that's clearly the way to go for this team.

"I will naturally explain the specific things to you when we reach the end. How do you feel now? The clear moonlight that guides you, do you have any thoughts for you?"

He even gave Fu a few seconds of understanding time in a very humane manner before Reginald spoke coldly and asked him what he thought.

"I'm deeply relieved. My will has never been stronger than it is now."

After hearing this, Fu Qian finally looked away, his tone full of emotion.

"Glad?"

At this time, even Amira frowned and looked over, as if she wanted to confirm whether he was pretending to be calm.

"Although I don't quite understand why you brought me here, the edge of the world is right in front of you, and you still say this isn't a nightmare?"

Fu Qian snorted coldly and stepped forward as he spoke, as if he wanted to embrace the fog of chaos.

The edge of the world... did he regard this fog as the limit of dreams?

This overly refreshing impression undoubtedly deeply shocked the members of the cult.

"Very well, welcome to the edge of nightmares."

And it seems that Lord Reginald finally saw the invincibility of faith, gave up attacking Fu Qian's views, and set out directly to follow.

"Hope you can keep your relief."

"Thanks for the blessings and I hope you can get rid of your fears."

He responded politely before paying.

"fear?"

Unfortunately, Reginald's reaction to this word was a little violent, and he immediately asked in a cold voice.

"If you're not afraid, what are you talking about here?"

Fu Qian didn't even look back, he was the first to step into the fog.

……

Obviously he wanted to refute, but after a lot of effort, Reginald was silent.

Everything has its motive. In such an important action, Fu Qian didn't feel that simply suppressing his own arrogance was enough to drive this useless conversation.

But coupled with an opportunity to adjust the mood, it is obviously almost the same.

And it wasn’t just Reginald alone. Didn’t you see that Ms. Amira, who always fulfilled her duties, didn’t say anything to stop him just now?

Including this moment.

The two silent civil servants were soon stared at by a pair of cold eyes.

Hunter Simon obviously has much stronger mental resistance, and the debugging time he can tolerate two teammates has obviously reached the limit.

The next moment, he followed silently, keeping the distance between him and Fu. Reginald and the two finally gave up the idea of ​​defending themselves completely.

"Our destination is a small town in the southwest. There are no side roads, so just follow it."

Quickly following up and forming one of the triangles again, Amira introduced the purpose of this trip to Fu Qian.

Perhaps in an effort to deny his own fears, this person painted a optimistic picture.

"Sounds really simple."

Fu Qian nodded without asking any more questions and just looked around.

The team has completely entered the thick fog, and even at such a close distance, the faces of the three team members are still looming.

"So you are planning to have breakfast when you get to town?"

……

Amira looked like she didn't know how to answer.

"A small human gathering area, this is my definition of a small town. Is it possible that there can't even be a breakfast there?"

Fu Qian looked strange.

"...You will know when it comes."

Amira finally did not respond directly.

"I am looking forward."

Fu Qian did not force anyone to do anything, and the next moment he slowed down, and under the gaze of the three people, he slightly deviated from the direction and walked to the side of the road.

Ding!

Ling Wu flicked his finger, and there was a sound of gold and iron.

The next moment, Fu Qian reached out and pulled something out from the ground.

It was a slightly fancy thin sword. The gilt sword was extremely exquisite. Although the various gemstone accessories were covered with dust, they were still gorgeous. It looked like it was made by a famous artist.

However, not only was it inserted beside this path, but even the long and narrow sword was already rusty and full of traces of time.

"No wonder it's inconvenient for the carriage to continue walking."

He went back again and again, playing with the harvest, paying the price with the same expression on his face.

"The road conditions here are a bit bad."

……

The three-person escort team showed considerable tolerance for Fu Qian's unauthorized actions. Even Simon, the hunter of the cult, just stood there and stared at him.

However, under this attention, Fu Qian's unique brain circuit clearly shocked them again.

"It's worth a lot of money. It's more decorative than practical. It's really strange to have something like this on the road."

But in the end Amira cheered up, looked at it and then agreed.

"It's not that difficult to understand. For example, this man who doesn't really need to use a sword was forced to take action when an unexpected incident occurred. Of course he failed in the end."

Fu Qian said casually while indicating to continue moving forward.

"So what kind of accident do you think it was?"

This time it was Hunter Simon who spoke, and there was no emotion in his voice.

"It's hard to say, but one thing can be confirmed, that is, the person who caused the accident does not recognize the value of this weapon-"

Fu Qian suddenly stopped again and stared at the path deep in the mist.

"Any questions?"

Quietly, Simon actually had a well-shaped broad sword in his hand. In contrast, the obvious practical style, coupled with this question, made people feel a little unkind.

"Have."

Fu Qian still kept his eyes straight, and then gave an affirmative answer.

With a flash of rust, he threw away the valuable loot. (End of chapter)