Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

"I brought people here."

In the observation room before paying, the church lady had already greeted the ruins of the chapel.

The response was also strong. Several friends dressed in the same clothes as her looked up almost in unison, obviously looking forward to it for a long time.

"Nice to meet you."

Feeling flattered, Fu Qian greeted with a smile and looked at the building with almost only its foundation left.

The contrast with the scene in the nightmare is huge. It has gone beyond the scope of collapse over time. It was almost like a passing Godzilla crushed his feet.

It's hard to resist imagining what happened here.

"Which one is Lord Prout?"

But this did not affect Fu Qian's long-standing admiration. The next moment he turned to look at Amira and consulted.

"…the one sitting."

Although the higher-ups of the sect did not say anything, since they were called here and the reason was to communicate with Lord Prout, there seemed to be no need to conceal their identity.

Amira hesitated for a moment and then answered in a low voice.

really.

Fu Qian looked deep into the church without surprise.

……

Prout was the only one seated and wearing a kaftan.

Wearing the same exquisite shawl as the others, he could tell that he was tall and had a thick beard, but it still couldn't hide the sickly paleness of his skin.

He was also the only one among all the members of the Temple who did not examine himself.

He closed his eyes tightly and his face was a little distorted. This person was obviously not in a good condition.

Of course he wasn't the only one sitting there.

At this moment, there are more than one figure around the square, sitting there quietly in various postures.

Fu Qian easily found Harriet, the friend whose neck was bitten, and more familiar faces.

As expected, he was not the only source of pollution in the nightmare.

Of course, he must be the one causing the most trouble.

I am quite sure that Mr. Prout's current appearance is caused by his over-motivation.

This should also be the reason why All Saints Church has such a bad attitude.

"Encore...the seventh apostle..."

The exchange with Amira was undoubtedly witnessed. The next moment, the oldest one in the church finally spoke, his eyes full of intimidating majesty.

"Can I ask you what the dark moon is that gives you guidance?"

"Are you sure? Didn't I tell you this before?"

It's a pity that Fu Qian was obviously not intimidated. He even frowned and asked, as if he was going back to look through his notes.

"Or do you want to tell me that you can't hear what I just said here?"

What Fu Qian was referring to was naturally the question and answer he had with the blind old lady in the church.

In fact, while he was speaking, he had even observed the other participants around him, but he could not find that one among them.

Reginald was right about one thing. At this moment, it was no longer possible for him to be on good terms with the cult.

Therefore, even if he responds to the call and comes to communicate, Fu Qian is not interested in wasting time on unnecessary questions.

"I'm not surprised at all by your answer."

The elder who asked the question was not angry at Fu Qian's answer, and even nodded slightly.

"We do hear you, and you do not appreciate the opportunity to express your sincerity."

"Lord Pfeiffer!"

Obviously she didn't expect the conversation to be so inconsiderate, and Amira couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

Although the development of the situation has long been beyond her control, in her opinion, the other party may not be in a good mental state, but at least he has not actively harmed anyone, and he is still cooperative with the religious group's requirements.

So as the initial person in charge of the case, she never gave up trying to resolve the case peacefully.

"You did a good job." The elder of the church, who was called Feifre, didn't mind her interruption and even nodded in praise.

"Not just now, but the whole thing. In fact, in my opinion, this is probably one of the reasons why Mr. Anke thinks that we are worthy of guidance."

Before Amira could be humble, Feifre continued to look at Fu Qian.

"I have to say that Mr. Encore has brought us surprises again and again."

"But you are still stubborn."

Fu Qian was not prepared to be modest at all, and sighed with regret.

Ha ha.

The church lady who led them here was already sneering.

"So how can we be enlightened and take refuge in the Dark Moon?"

"unnecessary."

Faced with this obvious irony, Fu Qian explained seriously.

"He only sends apostles to deliver the truth. You just need to wake up."

……

Not to mention that paranoia is invincible, Fu Qian's answer can be called an enlightened answer, but it is even more speechless than a tit-for-tat confrontation.

The church lady took a deep breath and finally gave up the meaningless sarcasm.

"Understood."

Feifre, however, was much more well-educated, and still did not feel disgusted by this, and even expressed his apology in advance.

"First of all, I want to apologize to you for making some test arrangements without your consent."

"You guessed it right. It was indeed a nightmare just now. The original town has long since disappeared in time."

"To be honest, the original intention of the nightmare was not to target you or them."

Favre pointed to the people in the square.

"Sooner or later, the situation in the fog will be revealed to the public. We hope to know more about the abandoned child before then, so we established this dangerous passage."

it is as expected.

Feiffer's words clearly verified some previous speculations, such as that he came to take the stage temporarily.

Otherwise they all say that you have to fight for opportunities by yourself, and the harder you work, the luckier you will be.

The moment I breathed out, I was filled with the aura of successful learning.

"In fact, this is not the first dream these days, but it is definitely the most lively."

Favre gestured to Prout with his eyes.

"Mr. Encore gave us an impact beyond our imagination, so much so that Prout spent a lot of effort to keep the nightmare from collapsing too early..."

"It turned out to be worth it, even just for that last scene."

After looking at Fu Qian seriously, Feifre finally asked his question.

"So how on earth did you do it?"

"So how exactly do you want me to answer?"

Although Feifre's posture was very good, Fu Qian still shook his head and sighed.

"I blended into the nightmare you control and used special blessings to create the illusion that the dark moon is superior to the stars, or even steal the daylight directly?"

"Do you really not know the answer? Or are you unable to wait for Mr. Prout to wake up and ask him? Or do you need to get an explanation from me in advance to counter the conclusion provided by Mr. Prout later?"

……

Faced with the problems at hand, Feifre, who had always been calm, turned stiff for a moment.

"You know that the scene in the sky just now is real, you just don't want to believe it."

Fu Qian was not ready to let them go and continued to sigh.

"Why do you think I will help you lie to yourself?"