Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 1748 Bitter Fruit (Thirty-Seven)

Is this gone?

Fu Qian was still quite confident that the opponent was not disguising himself in this way to enter a hidden state and wait for an opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

The aura belonging to the white-faced man had completely disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared.

Yet, he looked as if he was about to release his power and transform just the moment before. The contrast was so strong that it was like a warrior in full health falling off a cliff before he could even reach the devil.

Hey--

For a moment, even Fu Qian sighed for the other party's unfulfilled ambitions.

Of course, it is entirely believable that Dr. Dorian's melancholy at this moment is no less than halfway.

The combination of the two Xis has been broken. If the white-faced man wants to trap himself here and even complete the treatment like other outsiders, he seems to be the last character who can take on the task, but the result is so regrettable.

  Am I really putting too much pressure on myself?

After all, to be honest, Dorian has done a good job.

A pure, second-tier combat character is theoretically quite capable, and it is hard to imagine that a few outsiders can handle it.

Although for himself, he didn't see anything amazing until the other party died from overload.

Regardless, reality is cruel.

On that cold night, Fu Qian had no intention of going back to the church to chat for a few dollars.

Now that I have seen enough of the prosperity, there is no reason to stay any longer. It is time to return to reality and have a good chat with Dr. Dorian, who no longer has any work to do.

……

As expected, despite the high standards, Dr. Dorian’s dreams are indeed not very flexible.

After waiting quietly in the darkness again, at a certain moment, the light in front of Fu Qian's eyes brightened again, and the watery eyes unique to the doll appeared.

Compared to last time, there was even one more pair of eyes - not two pairs.

He stretched his stiff neck and looked around. In addition to the extra Hilaria doll, there was another thing next to Dorian, whose face was equally pale, which was not there before.

The man with long hair and high cheekbones was the fourth person I had just seen in the church.

But compared with other dolls, it has obvious differences.

Not to mention the lack of refinement, at this moment, from head to toe, whether it is the body or the clothes, there is a faint sense of decay, as if it were a thousand-year-old burial object seeing the light of day for the first time.

To the point that Fu Qian suspected that if he breathed a little harder, the puppet would most likely end up like the white-faced man just now, turning into a pool of dust.

"Your Mightiness……"

Even the next moment this suspicion was confirmed.

Fu Qian's glance obviously brought Dorian great psychological pressure, so that his stiff body unconsciously adjusted his sitting position.

However, with just this slight vibration, the fourth puppet collapsed on the spot and turned into dust.

  So this is the price?

Looking at this scene without feeling too surprised, Fu Qian's mind was filled with the same questions he had thought about before.

  What magical power did the fourth person have that allowed him to make the Dark Night Butcher come true without his own cooperation?

At least the price is now laid out, and the result of doing so seems to make it a disposable consumable.

No wonder I didn’t give myself this kind of intensity at the beginning.

"I thought you could do better."

While quickly coming to the conclusion, Fu Qian did not completely ignore Dorian, who had made no contribution but had worked hard. He nodded slightly to encourage him.

……

"I have a few questions. First, is he a foreigner?"

Although according to the previous exploration results, even if Dorian died tragically here, it would not have any impact on him in "reality". But Fu Qian still didn't mind and took advantage of this undiminished desire to survive.

And his first question was to gesture towards the pile of ashes.

"……Yes."

The opponent actively cooperated with the home team, and Dorian tried his best, but ended up with a complete defeat. It seemed that Dorian no longer had the will to escape.

He clenched and unclenched the holy sword in his hand, but after only a few seconds of mental struggle, he nodded in acknowledgment.

“After the treatment is completed, they are left here in this way?”

Another guess about the fourth person was instantly confirmed. Fu Qian nodded with satisfaction and continued to ask.

This is something I've been curious about before.

"Uh……"

But it seemed that this question was a bit too profound, and Dorian hesitated for a moment.

"Sorry, wait a minute."

Not only did Fu Qian not urge him, he even seemed to have remembered something.

The next moment, under the other party's astonished gaze, he grabbed the head with one hand and gently took it off. At the same time, blood as sticky as asphalt gushed out from the broken neck.

There's a reason for the stiff neck. After being in there for so long, the accumulated effects of the heart attacks are terrible.

……

"Yes, that's what the outsider will become if he doesn't wake up from the treatment."

The work of promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis had just been completed. When Fu Qian put his head back casually, Dorian finally remembered the answer to the question just now.

This serious symptom was demonstrated at the very beginning, so it was impossible for him to forget it.

The scene just now completely shattered the hope hidden in Dorian's heart, and he became open-minded and accepted his fate.

really.

Fu Qian was also satisfied with this attitude.

"When did you discover that you had this ability?"

"It's been a long time...even longer than the day this place was abandoned."

Dorian took a deep breath and was obviously lost in a vague recollection.

"I'm not sure how it happened, I just know that I'm becoming different, and it's a good difference... because I've long been tired of that so-called faith."

"Devoting oneself to one's heart and soul, pinning all hopes on a mercy after being pleased, a completely unexpected gift? It's extremely boring and stupid!"

"But this is different. I can clearly feel myself transforming into a different form, growing, transcending... through controlling dreams."

"At first I just thought it was a special dream, but soon I found out it was not that simple. It allowed me to observe Akons from another perspective, and even bring other people into it..."

“And if someone is completely immersed in it, not only will the dream grow stronger, but I will also gain something special.”

Dorian said as he looked at the scum of the fourth man.

“Is that how these came about?”

Without questioning or commenting on the other party's attitude towards faith, Fu Qian just gestured to Hilaria and the others' puppets.

"No... I just need some help. As the dream grows stronger, my connection with Akons becomes closer, and I can do some special things."

Dorian shook his head instantly.