Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 1543 Human Strain (Forty-Seven)

Quietly thinking and wandering.

Being hit by moonlight will cause a special slowness, and when it accumulates to a certain level, you will face the ancient majesty deep in your heart.

Although Fu Qian had never tried to activate the insight he gained into the secret treasure of the Gulard family, how could he forget it?

Our ethnic designs are not random.

Although he had never thought that he would definitely use it, after deeply feeling the theme of "face" of this mission, Fu Qian immediately sublimated to this ancient glory.

Where necessary, it is undoubtedly a very strong endorsement of the story.

Even after discovering the power limitations of this weird place, it seems more appropriate.

  At most, it is just a trace of the residual breath of the superior. It is much smaller than the omnipresent order of blood, right?

It is perfect for circumventing the "power" limitation.

After all, for me, power has never been the point, but the meaning behind it is.

Although it is not certain what the old man "saw", it is obvious that he already has the truth of this Rashomon in his mind.

  Considering that Lu Yi might have prepared a backup plan for physical annihilation, how could he not also prepare for the worst-case scenario?

Who gave you the courage to compete with an academic leader for cultural victory?

……

Many years later, when Mr. Li and Lord Jining held hands and looked into each other's eyes with tears in their eyes, I wonder if he would remember the afternoon when the apostle from the moon took him to see the ancient glory.

But what we can know is that he was obviously thinking a lot at this moment.

About the face of the god-man, about the Larria court, about the awakening of the apostles, about the return of ancient and noble things...

Fu Qian even believed that even if Lu Yi invited the power behind him to show up, it would be difficult to reverse the disadvantage.

In the cultural industry, innovation is the core of competitiveness, and blindly imitating others will only make people laugh.

What's more, if the previous speculation is true, that is to say, the Blood Order is indeed operating under power pressure, then that person may not have such operating space.

The reason why Lu Yi was happy just now was very simple. Physical annihilation was fruitless and cultural victory was at an absolute disadvantage. No matter how he looked at it, there was no hope for him to turn the tables.

As two storytellers who understand the law of consensus, it is impossible for him and I to agree with each other.

The only remaining variable can be said to be Mr. Li.

Especially since I still haven't killed this one person yet, it's impossible not to be vigilant.

As a result, the reality was that not only did Mr. Li have no interest in communicating, he even escalated his attitude and pointed his sword directly at himself.

The rank advantage that he had achieved through all means before was completely gone at this moment, and he was even exposed to the threat of being physically annihilated.

At this point, all my hopes of a comeback were completely annihilated and the outcome was decided.

It’s a pity, as mentioned before, everyone is limited by their knowledge and pattern, such as Lu Yi, for example——

"Annalise?"

In the silence that seemed long but was actually short, Mr. Li, who had seen through the secret, finally spoke and slowly uttered a name to Fu Qian.

It was obvious that he had seen something just now and had already made up his mind about it. Now he just wanted to get Fu Qian's confirmation -

"No."

Unfortunately, Fu Qian shook his head.

Just kidding, I don't know what the resolution of the ancient majesty you see is, but what I have is the true face of Pope Nergrilia.

This is a matter of principle.

……

It can be seen that at that moment, Mr. Li was thinking a lot again. But what was gratifying was that once he was promoted to the second level, it seemed to have the effect of promoting active thinking. This time, he came back to his senses in just one breath.

"So that's how it is. The name of the ancestor of the blood clan has been wrong all along..."

This time he did not look for Fu Qian to confirm, but muttered to himself in a low voice, as if shocked by the ancient secrets he had realized.

The original enlightened demeanor when he upgraded was broken by his meditation and hesitation, and he has unconsciously shown more humanity.

"Blood race, hehehe... just a crude doll."

In response to his sigh, Fu Qian seemed to have heard something funny and continued to make comments that were enough to catalyze brain nerve disorders.

"Of course, there are names that are even more ridiculous than this... For example, pure-blooded vampires."

In just a few words, he had already expanded the breadth and depth of the ancient secrets that Mr. Li had learned.

This gave Brother Lu Yi an absolute advantage in cultural victory, further strengthening his chances of a comeback - although the latter still did not give up.

  boom!

The moment he taunted the vampires, Fu Qian's figure flew out directly.

As he landed, he threw a punch.

But the target is not Lu Yi, but Li He.

Even the speed is not that fast, as if it is just to make the target alert.

Mr. Li, who had just been promoted, seemed to have received this information and reacted instantly.

Although the content of this reaction is not very common sense.

Mr. Li, who was full of murderous intent in front, not only did not fight back in the face of the sudden attack, but he even seemed to restrain the urge to dodge.

Flesh and blood splattered.

In the face of the sage's punishment, the part that was hit would undoubtedly suffer the same fate as the arm before.

And in the horrific wound that followed, a special human figure was revealed.

He is small in stature, with a hunched posture, but has a vague, gentle face.

Of course, all of this was carved out of the flesh and blood that originally belonged to Mr. Li.

So when Fu Qian pulled it out, there was a larger cavity in the originally broken limb.

This design is really impressive.

It was not the tree babies that were killed instantly by the sword just now, but the new royal heir himself.

It's not surprising. As the nominal source of the blood order, it is obviously much stronger than those minions, and Brother Lu Yi can indeed guide its actions.

  As for why they attacked Mr. Li first?

The answer Fu Qian got from the involvement was that, in Lu Yi's judgment, it was impossible for the story to turn around in Li He's mind, and as a viewer, if he stayed for one more second, it would only have side effects.

So Lu Yi finally imitated others and learned how to complete the transformation from cultural victory to physical annihilation.

What a pity, it will eventually become a laughing stock.

"How did you find out?"

Without a trace of trembling, under the gaze of Mr. Li, the body that was pulled out by Fu Qian instantly turned into a pool of rotten meat.

The royal heirs chose to flee again.

At the same time, Dong Shi's question also came.

"It's simple, I didn't notice it."

Fu Qian's response to this was to snort, denying even the question itself.