Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Isn't this night a little too lively?
All sorts of people popped up.

Of course, in contrast, the harvest is also quite rich.

Taking two steps forward, Fu Qian bent down to pick up a gray-black thin slice from the wreckage everywhere.

This is the spell that Vehele gave Marco, and it can be seen that the quality is really good, and it didn't break under the indiscriminate blow just now.

It is a pity that this seems to be the only item left on Marco, and no other valuable things have been found.

It's not too strange. It's normal for a player with obvious mental problems to not be able to save much money.

Marko is a typical player who uses his body to conquer his opponents. If there are any items and resources, they may all be exchanged for protein powder.

It's a pity that this special form of power has obviously led to instability from body to mind, and he is too impulsive in doing things.

……

In addition, judging from the information currently available, the real effect of this thing is very suspicious.

Leaving the murder scene calmly, Fu Qianqian looked at the second charm in his hand.

The reason for thinking this way is not subjective, there is a very clear logic in it—Marco is dead.

People may kill themselves, but that doesn't matter, death is death.

Referring to Ariel's previous temptations, if activating the spell is really important, then Marco will definitely not die.

How could Weihele and the others allow this to happen.

So in Ariel's view, the importance of this matter is not even as important as running over to help (add) help (chaos)...

Fu Qian felt that the whole thing was getting weirder.

In fact, when he opened the car just now, he wondered if Weihele and the like would jump out at the last moment and call for a stop.

In that case, the probability of the native council having the same idea as me is undoubtedly much higher.

such a pity……

In short, after one night, Fu Qian had considerable doubts about the authenticity of Vehler's plan.

So far, the general outline of things looks like this.

First of all, when the Noisy Festival was approaching, an organization with a special belief in Dunis suddenly began to show lycanthropy.

And this kind of disease is so serious that it has attracted the attention of the night guards, and they even spared no effort to recruit people from around to closely investigate all kinds of wild supernatural beings.

At the same time, under such circumstances, the original council is planning to kill the gods, and is preparing to use special means to turn the carnival of the Noisy Festival into a tidal wave.

But at this moment, both talismans are in his hands, theoretically speaking, it has gone against the original plan of Vehele and the others.

That being the case, then we might as well carry out the violation of the plan to the end, and see how stable this long-planned plan is.

For example, when the horn blew, he did not pinch the two charms in his hand, and ran over to "help" immediately, and was ready to directly kill the gods in front of the night bearer and the native council.

……

squeak!
Amidst the ear-piercing sound of rubbing, Fu Qian jumped back quickly, and picked up the half-eaten cherry shortbread.

And the next moment, the table in front of him was pushed far away, and at the same time, a deafening cry came from his ears.

It's really festive!
Looking at the group of people bouncing around the table next to him, Fu Qian sighed with emotion.

Today is different from yesterday, the revelers were not reprimanded.

In addition, it turns out that young people are easy to be happy, and they recover from repeated blows so quickly.

That's right, the carnivaling people in front of them are the spirited guy Frank and his party that they met earlier.

Yao thought that the morale of the whole team had been extremely low when he walked away from this soft man, and it could be described as miserable, but he didn't expect to be up again so soon.

Even got money to eat and drink.

For a while, Fuqian was a little skeptical, whether these four did a one-day daily closing temporarily.

……

The location where Fuqian is at the moment is a bar next to the pier. Because the terrain is slightly higher and there are open-air seats, it can be said that the view is excellent.

Sitting in the front position, you can clearly see the towering lighthouse not far away.

When night falls, the legendary Count Valentine will board there to sound the first horn of the festival.

After making up his mind before, Fu Qian came here in advance to prepare for the big show at night.

But at this moment, the sky was getting dark, and the atmosphere of carnival was already quite strong. All kinds of strange monsters and ghosts gathered in twos and threes—including the night bearer.

In just a circle around here, Fu Qian has at least discovered a double-digit mid-level transcendence.

And they were clearly organized, fairly evenly distributed around the pier, like a large net cast down, monitoring the gradually surging flow of people.

The same goes for Phoenix Palace and Cross Square.

That's right, Fu Qian also took a tour of these two places before coming here.

Although the manpower over there is not so exaggerated, it is still quite impressive.

It was hard to imagine where the night bearer had drawn so many people.

As for why Fu Qian could eat shortbread so calmly in the middle of the fishing net, the reason is actually very simple.

click!
Filling the rest of the snacks into his mouth, Fu Qian put the mask on his face quite smoothly, just covering a glance that glanced over.

A figure also wearing a mask was looking at him.

"what happened?"

The person next to him who was also wearing a mask made a familiar voice. It was the rebellious girl Lite.

"nothing……"

Looking at each other, Weier looked at Fuqian who was sitting there, and the delicate patterned mask on the other's face, and finally retracted his gaze, shook his head and continued on.

Sure enough, I still can't hold back and go to the street.

Not surprisingly, the festive vibe was contagious.

As for Sister Weier, no matter what the reasons are, her warnings don't have much credibility.

Looking at the Weier sisters passing by, Fu Qian thought to himself.

That's right, his way of lurking is extremely simple, that is, adding another mask to the mask given by the witch.

This is the benefit of concealing his aura. In view of the revelers wearing masks all over the street, he is completely hidden in the city now.

Not to mention Mr. Will.

However, it can be seen that the two sisters still did some precautionary work.

For example, they all wore the most gorgeous and heavy masks, and at the same time covered their whole body tightly, and tried to keep a certain distance from everyone.

It's a pity that the danger is far beyond their imagination.

With emotion, Fu Qian stood up and walked in the direction of the flow of people.

The sunset has completely set, and not far away you can see the colorful lights on the floats that are going to parade.

Even under the lighthouse, there were crowds of people, and it was obvious that someone important had arrived.

Crow Feather, it's time to show your plan.