Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

The realm where the gods fell.

If this speculation is true, then each bubble should represent a grave.

In order not to waste Hongyue's help, Di on the grave seemed to have to jump.

The next moment his fingers touched the bubble, Fu Qian found that he had recovered from that abstract two-dimensional state.

What appeared before my eyes was not even the wilderness I had just left, but a real building and a corridor with a unique shape.

There were no windows or lights, but it was surprisingly bright.

And according to Fu Qian's perspective, it can be concluded that it looks ordinary, but it is almost a perfect circle.

It was as if he had come directly into a strange building, just like the time when he followed in the footsteps of Senior Liliana.

Although the problem is that, according to the previous inference, even if it looks like a building, it cannot rule out the possibility that it is the remains of a god.

At the same time, one very obvious change is that here, perception is suppressed far more than in Liliana's hiding place.

And the most special thing is that the tide stopped.

That’s right, the invisible tide that had just cut through flesh and bones disappeared without a trace the moment it entered here.

Do you have something to block the wind when you are indoors?

This kind of classical physics is clearly not followed here.

The tides I encountered in the past were all the same, regardless of inside or outside.

Whether it was the internal structure of the hiding place just now or the flesh and blood inside his own armor, it could prove this.

Besides that, he seemed to be able to sense vaguely that the moment he entered here, there was something special affecting him.

Do you want to go back to the city for now? The positioning has been completed to a certain extent. Theoretically, next time I can directly ask Hongyue to open the door here.

Fu Qian turned his head and looked at the wall behind him, and found that with his arrival, a round door was silently opened on it, and behind it was a vague and illusory scene.

Hongyue's work, this is the way to that junction.

In addition, it was not a matter of forcing himself to open a passage. He had confirmed it the moment he came in. Just like when he entered the blood lake, the turning point connecting to the outside world was here.

Although the entry points to these places are random, they still follow the principle of entry and exit to a certain extent.

So the question is, why would Hongyue, who is obviously not in high spirits, spend extra effort to do this kind of thing?
Help yourself to mark it in case you forget it, or -

"Danger, go away."

The moment this question arose, a thought was directly imprinted in my mind.

……

That is the red moon.

Fu Qian, who has had many dealings with the company, is very sure about this.

And it seems that the reason for this extra behavior has been found. Hongyue is trying to use this method to remind herself to withdraw.

Although it didn't say why.

Fu Qian naturally recalled that special feeling of discomfort.

Is it because of this?

Is this place so dangerous?
You know, he was almost turned into a rotten corpse in the Blood Lake last time, but Hongyue didn't say a word.

Or is there a god in here that is more powerful than the Blood Lake?

Or is it because you brought proof of identity?
While thinking, Fu Qian looked down at the umbilical cord in his hand.

With this thing, not only will we be protected from Tide's special attacks, but we will also be protected from other attacks?

Neither can be ruled out nor can it be confirmed. Fu Qian did not try to drop the umbilical cord.

This bubble was chosen for a reason.

Just now, there was more than one special aura brought along with the tide.

The special reason is not only the blood lake that I visited last time, but also the subtle connection with the umbilical cord in my hand.

Considering that the umbilical cord seemed to be a mixture of multiple ancient superior powers, Fu Qian instantly locked onto this place.

Although the original plan did not include finding any special god's corpse, if this place is really related to the gods of Akon, there might be unexpected gains.

Who would have thought that the first thing I would gain was a reminder from “Mom”.

Estimating the remaining time of the pseudo-god's transformation and the condition of his health bar, Fu Qian did not retreat but advanced, rushing towards the depths of the corridor.

Sorry, let me take a look at the poetry and the distance first.

……

You can’t tell from the outside that it’s such an amazing place inside.

He ran all the way, through doors and down stairs, memorizing the route in his mind while analyzing the building configuration in front of him, secretly admiring its low-key and restrained style.

At the junction just now, there are many gorgeous and amazing bubbles, and you can tell at a glance that there is something extraordinary inside.

However, this is the most ordinary type, and it would be difficult to notice if there was no special connection.

As a result, just looking at it now, this place is much more magnificent than the hiding place of the predecessors.

It's also much more lively——

when!
Amid the crisp sound of metal clashing, Fu Qian slapped a giant shield that was almost as tall as himself.

The mountain-like force turned his speed into negative numbers.

He quickly retreated, narrowly avoiding a punch.

Yes, it was really a fist. The attack came from a huge figure covered in armor, with a giant shield held in his right hand.

In his left hand was a long-handled hammer made of what appeared to be the same material, with a rough fist shape on the top.

And now it seemed to be in a fighting posture, blocking the way forward.

It is really simple yet not simplistic.

Fu Qian moved his hands, feeling the armor slowly recovering from its deformation, and exclaimed in his heart.

This tin-can-like thing may look bulky, but its speed is very fast.

It was originally standing sideways, but because its speed was a little too fast just now, the weapon in its left hand could not reach it, so it stopped itself with its shield.

Why don't you take the initiative?
The reason is very simple. There were more than one of these things standing on the way here just now. They did not respond to my actions at all, and they were just like decorations.

At the same time, because its perception was suppressed, it could not confirm the situation inside the armor, but this one actually moved.

Moreover, although there was no sense of any extraordinary aura, the strength was quite exaggerated.

Although the armor that Hongyue gave him was mainly used to prevent exposure, there was not even a mark on the shield after it was deformed by the hammer.

As for why it is simple?
Although it was made in the same metal can style as mine and looked heavy and majestic, it was far inferior in terms of refinement, and there was almost no meaningless decoration.

The shield in his hand is so plain that it gives people the feeling of a monument without any words on it.

At the same time, I was quite interested in adding some decorations to it.

Fu Qian did not try to go around the side, but the damaged hand armor disappeared quickly, revealing the fist underneath. (End of this chapter)