Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Showing up to crush the fluid humanoid was certainly not because of its offense.

Others may not be able to see it, but Fu Qian's vision is very accurate.

Although the other party has expanded, it is still a little short of my own height.

To put it bluntly, it's just to add guilt.

Don't forget your heart, you have to always.

After the previous series of operations confirmed the sincerity and investment of the partners, Qianfu also set a clear project goal - to cooperate with the test to find traces of the dark moon to the maximum extent.

If the Dark Moon can really be found, it will prove to a certain extent that the speculations about Laertin and the Mist are true.

It is also the most pessimistic thing about the Pope possible.

It is almost certain that the Heavenly Sphere Cult imprisoned themselves in this nightmare for this purpose, but their specific operation method is obviously not understood by Amira and the other three.

There was even reason to suspect that this was exactly why the Order didn't tell them more.

The more unnecessary informants there are, the more likely it is that noise will be added to the test.

In this case, the choice before payment is to make your own observations and derivation.

For example, Harriet, and the humanoid fluid just now.

The former was obviously much more serious than the last time I saw it, and the pressure that quickly climbed after the weird fluid was stimulated to explode was obviously very unusual.

This nightmare carefully set up by the cult is indeed like the hotbed mentioned above, which has a good nurturing effect on "pollution" and even corresponds to their source.

In this case, theoretically speaking, he who has been in the Burning Frost state should have more traces of the Dark Moon - but there are no.

Until just now, Fu Qian still hadn't observed even a trace of such anomaly.

In response to this situation, his choice was to increase the amount of exercise and directly confront another source of pollution.

Or in front of a sensitive detector.

This will maximize the probability of one's own "exposure".

……

It can be seen that Fu Qian's question puzzled more than one audience member.

"I don't confirm your measure of yourself."

In this group confusion, Hunter Simon was silent for a moment and finally responded.

"But it seems to me that your condition is stable, including your mental state."

He is actually still full of yin and yang, Brother Simon's humanity has not been completely lost.

While expressing happiness for the other party, Fu Qian also sighed in his heart.

So even in this situation, did this susceptible person still not find anything strange in himself?

My guess is wrong, the dark moon does not exist in this world?

"grateful."

He didn't jump to conclusions easily. He politely thanked him before paying, and looked around the next moment.

"My previous invitation is still valid. You are welcome to come to my church at any time... and so are you."

After saying this, without even paying attention to everyone's reaction, Fu Qian walked into the door and sat on the pulpit again.

……

The exchange that just ended clearly left Amira and the others confused.

The crazy Dark Moon Apostle's words and actions are really unpredictable, and he has no idea what his intentions are.

But one thing is clear, the power contained in that giant body is so powerful that it challenges common sense.

Looking at the deep hole that had been stepped on, Reginald, who had only one leg left, held on to a pillar next to him to keep his balance, and finally cleaned up the mud on his body.

"What should we do next? The people here seem to be in unstable condition."

As he spoke, he looked around.

After the violent scene just now, the people in the square who were already in chaos actually stopped running away.

Many people were actually looking at the open church door, thoughtfully.

It was obvious that the final invitation was also intended for them. "It feels like the abnormality may happen again at any time."

Treating both herself and Reginald's injuries, Amira agreed with the latter's view and was even more pessimistic.

"We are not in a good condition. I am afraid we will not be able to cope with the situation just now... Do we really want to hide there?"

"What's the point?"

Clearly having considered Amira's suggestion, Reginald glanced behind him.

"Although we cannot escape by ourselves, if it is confirmed that it is a dream, there is a high probability that death can still wake us up."

"Not to mention that after a while, it might be more dangerous inside than outside."

When he said this, Reginald was referring to the surrounding audience.

His meaning was obvious. This group of people might make the same choice, causing the chapel to be more lively than outside.

"Then take advantage of the last bit of energy left to confirm the situation over there?"

Without denying Reginald's statement, Amira thought for a moment and pointed to the shadows on the horizon.

They seemed even closer than before.

"...It does feel more meaningful. The problem is that although I can treat your injuries, I can't make your legs grow back. Or should I send you to the church first, and Sir Simon and I can go check it out?"

……

Reginald said nothing, but there was obvious resistance on Reginald's face.

It was obvious that he was reluctant to face the man in the chapel alone.

"No need to go there."

At this moment, Simon, who had been silent until now, suddenly interrupted.

"Here they come."

coming?

While Amira and the two were confused by this statement, Simon had no intention of explaining, and he no longer paid attention to the strangeness on his arm, and looked up into the distance.

wow——

The next moment, a rushing sound with a special rhythm echoed in the square.

That is……

When the voice reached her ears, Amira instantly realized what Simon meant and turned to follow him.

really come?

The scene that came into view made her breathing become tight for a moment.

It was already clear that the shadows on the horizon were indeed the thick fog surrounding the town.

At this moment, they were really like a rising tide, rising up layer by layer, and in the blink of an eye, they had already submerged more than one row of buildings.

Even the next moment it really receded slowly like a wave.

Then it came again, drowning more...

"what is that?"

Under the shocking scene, a cry of surprise came from the crowd.

Looking in the direction that person was pointing, similar emotions were quickly aroused and contagious.

As the thick fog ebbs again, on the roof not far away, there is actually a huge, clam-shell-like object that opens up, with red arms and legs sticking out one after another from the gaps.

"There's some over there too!"

While being shocked by this scene, a new scream appeared.

Soon people in the square discovered that the place where the thick fog washed away was actually like a sea tide, leaving behind many strange creations.

Most of them look like weird fusions of various living things, and some even have features of non-living things.

"Abandoned son."

Facing the questioning gazes of Amira and the other two, Hunter Simon nodded slightly, confirming the nature of those things.