Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 1367: Fallen from the Guest Empire ()

As expected, he is proud of being surrounded by virtuous people.

Faced with Frankie's straightforward rejection, Fu Qian not only didn't mind, but was even deeply pleased.

In just a few minutes of contact, my sincerity and efficiency were so well conveyed and understood, which can be regarded as a model of leading new trends.

In the field of vision, the transparent skull placed on Frankie's head once again confirmed its softness.

The moment the two came into contact, the latter seemed to turn into a living creature, rapidly spreading from the top of the head downwards until it covered the entire face.

In the blink of an eye, the image of the leader of the Fallen Star clan became strange.

Bone-shaped traces looming on the surface of the flesh, coupled with the faint black turbulence, it looks like an overly three-dimensional X-ray at first glance.

The three remaining Ms. Xia, although they were just spectators, had very solemn expressions.

"Pay attention, Lord Grimshaw."

At this time, Frankie's voice came, and his closed eyes still did not open.

"What happens next may be hard to believe, but I hope you see it until the end."

Hmm...why do these words sound so familiar?

Although Frankie's tone was extremely serious, as a reminder, Fu Qian still couldn't bear to complain about this overly familiar line.

Of course, this does not prevent him from doing what is good and standing still, waiting for enlightenment.

After some guidance and cultivation, the results will eventually come. How can you miss it?

And as Frankie said the last word, a special change finally swept through the entire secret room.

The first thing to bear the brunt was the heavy breathing of a beast.

……

The brightness is a little brighter, but the sense of depression is even stronger.

Before paying, he silently commented on the scene in front of him.

At this moment, he was looking out from an oblique perspective, and although the surrounding area was still a closed space, it was obviously no longer the previous stone chamber.

Tables, chairs, cupboards, pots, cups and dishes, the smell of life is much richer - and so is the smell of blood.

That's right, at this moment, this place, which is exquisitely decorated and warm in style, covers a large area with spray-like blood stains.

The traces of dark red flowing on the vase that bore the brunt of the attack were even more eye-catching.

The source of the blood is also obvious.

As the angle of view swayed, a bloody body could be seen, with its head and upper body torn open, lying on the dining table.

From the remaining gray hair, it can be seen that he is already quite old.

And looking further down, there was another corpse with almost only half of it left.

The head was well preserved, and she looked like an old lady. She seemed to be married to the person at the dining table.

No matter which one of them, you can see the physical distortion that is different from humans.

Red skin, strangely bulging neck, even tiny scales.

The next moment the perspective moved down, and what came into view was a pair of hands soaked in blood.

That thick red color was the most dazzling part of the entire space except for the two victims.

……

Entering the house to enforce the law, although the task was successfully completed, he was knocked down during the target's counterattack?

A plot flashed through Fu Qian's mind.

Although it was just a glimpse, it was completely clear that the blood on those hands did not come from himself.

Combined with the slightly inhuman appearance of the two dead people, it is really easy to remind people of the law enforcement scene of the sect's hunters that they have seen before.

There is even one thing that can support this conclusion - the piece of clothing that Yuan Yu wears is actually a silver coat.

interesting.

Fu Qian knew that he was in a scene similar to an illusion. This is what Frankie shared and allowed herself to experience after wearing the skull.

As for his true body, he is still standing in the underground secret room, and he can escape from it at will with just a thought.

This is why I told myself that I hope to see the end.

Of course Fu Qian would not end it early. Not only did he look at it seriously, he was even thinking about the origin of this illusion.

If this is a real event that happened, is it from Frankie's perspective?

A reasonable inference, but in this case, does this person have to add a hunter of the religious order to his professional resume?

While thinking about it, my perspective changed again. I staggered all the way to the door and pulled it open with all my strength.

……

It was indeed late at night.

Although there is a corridor in front, you can already see the deep darkness surrounding it.

The owner of the perspective couldn't wait to go out. He immediately rushed to a small window, smashed it with a punch, and stuck his head out to look.

The stars twinkled as if they were right in front of us - but the impatient movements suddenly became stiff.

Stars?

You can feel the severe psychological impact, and Fu Qian seems to understand the reason.

If this was really a sect hunter carrying out a cleanup, it seemed that the experience he had just experienced in the operation made him eager to pay homage to the source of his faith.

Facts have proved that the supreme latter has changed beyond recognition.

At least in Fu Qian's view, what appeared in his field of vision at this moment had no resemblance to the starry sky in the legal world.

Even though it is just an illusory image, you can still feel the distortion and desolation.

If he was really a member of the religious sect, it would not be surprising to have such a downtime reaction.

……

The outage lasted for nearly a minute. When the camera moved again, the person's mobility seemed to have recovered and the speed was much faster.

And the direction of action seems to be quite clear.

After rushing out the door, it was a terrifyingly silent street outside.

As he ran all the way, a familiar building soon appeared under the stars.

Really the Order.

Fu Qian recognized it at a glance. It was the West District Church of the Heavenly Sphere Sect that he had visited and guided many times.

But at this moment, the latter seems to be enveloped by strange power.

As the angle of view narrowed, the towering figure was rapidly deteriorating and even crumbling.

Boom!

And just when the owner of the perspective rushed all the way to the high wall regardless of the danger, his running footsteps suddenly stopped.

Behind the half-open door of the front hall, a strip of fluid-like flesh and blood flashed past.

Even though it was just a glimpse, one could vaguely see various arms and legs of different lengths on it, as well as more than one head, clustered together like the back of a centipede.

At the same time, wails of joy, pain, and even depravity rang out from the depths of the building.

The once sacred church seemed to have degenerated into a cave of evil desires in an instant.

The last scene in the perspective is the blood-stained hands that enter the camera again as the person staggers to his knees.

However, in this short period of time, the latter actually underwent a strange deformation. In the squirming body, it seemed as if there were eyes trying to open.

"This is the memory I had."

The next moment the scene disappeared and Frankie's voice came.

"The last memory of that nightmare."