Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 2255: Chapter 2250: Here at Your Beck and Call

Coming to this place seems indeed easier than going to the Bookstore World.

After receiving the Interlocutor’s ripple, at that moment, Fu Qian’s actions were simple; he directly invited the Bone Chain to sample his own flesh.

On one hand, as mentioned before, the mindset must be clear. He always remembered that this was a team-building exercise for the Dark Moon Sect, and he was only here first to confirm the situation and provide a landing anchor.

No matter how bad the situation looked, it did not conflict with the completion of his task.

On the other hand, one’s mind must be flexible. Last time, he fed the Bone Chain with Divine Remains, which doesn’t mean it couldn’t be fed with something fresh this time.

Perhaps within this place, there are many options, but while the criminals kidnap, they are obviously hiding themselves, unwilling to interact openly with the Tyrant.

Even Brother Interlocutor, considered as backup rations earlier, was hidden immediately after the showdown.

Trying to find them could certainly be a method, but unavoidable impacts on the corridor’s stability during this process would be inevitable.

By the time the Witch comes in, the scene will be war-damaged, far from naturally pristine.

Besides not wanting to increase the difficulty of finding the Dark Moon, there’s actually a safety option to note here—

Although not certain of the prisoners’ overly specific aims, what they are undoubtedly doing is trying their hardest to trap the other end of the Dark Moon in here.

If using their flesh, who can say they wouldn’t mix in something that complicates escaping after the mission completion?

In conclusion, Fu Qian believes that using his own flesh is still the most suitable.

Of course, the initial budget wasn’t nearly so low as now.

Indeed, hardly after a single taste, the Witch quietly appeared beside him, with a process smooth as silk.

The form was almost like last time within the Other Shore, simultaneously without needing him to reach out and take hold.

Even though his blood bar was slightly damaged, it was on a scale similar to earlier tasks.

And at the moment the Witch appeared, besides greeting them, the Bone Chain was immediately stunned, its bloodthirsty greed forcibly sealed, not daring to move an inch.

All this indicates that this time the resources she needs to expend are few.

”Were you waiting for us?”

Regarding Fu Qian’s remark, the Witch didn’t seem very surprised.

After warm observations around, she turned her head, evidently imagining the description of ”hospitality staff.”

”Feels more like waiting for you, I’m not very welcomed.”

Having confidence in his own hatred value system, Fu Qian frankly waved his hand, expressing that what she anticipated was likely just the glory of the Dark Moon Cult Leader.

”Understandable, you were delayed earlier; I guess it must be a similar reason.”

Nodding slightly, the Witch’s words carried incredible confidence in the Knight.

Even suspecting possible traps outside, she hadn’t considered the powerless signaling possibility.

”It’s here; upon your entry, I confirmed it immediately.”

Not only that, the next moment, her speech was bold, directly confirming the corridor as the distant dimension sensed earlier, the place of another Dark Moon.

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There’s a rumor of a secret worldly technique, even if discovering desired clothing, feigning disinterest facilitates bargaining.

Otherwise, once seized upon, it would make the opponent overly resolute.

However, clearly, the Witch did not choose this worldly route.

Faced with several layers of mysteries, she calmly declared this was the place.

Even if the hospitality staff remained silent, Fu Qian still sensed the potent pressure from this declaration.

If an opponent doesn’t mind telling you their intent, the information simultaneously conveyed is a will to obtain.

Wonder if the indestructible Prisoner Alliance felt the pressure.

”Can you enter directly?”

Aside from that, Fu Qian easily captured a piece of information.

”Yes, touching this place is relatively easier, just bringing it in suffices.”

Indeed, the Witch continued nodding, pointing at Fu Qian’s hand.

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Indeed, just as predicted.

The numerous speculations earlier can be said to get confirmed immediately.

The Nightmare Corridor indeed has profound ties to the Witch’s world. Without extra sacrifices of Divine Blood and Flesh, she can directly descend just with the Bone Chain within.

Furthermore, it also confirms another Dark Moon is indeed present.

As for why she can descend but hasn’t done so?

It’s quite simple; prior to departure, he specifically mentioned ”probe the path first.”

While the Witch had great trust in the Knight, it was also clear she respects their division of labor like himself.

Before completing the path probing and summoning her, even knowing it’s the destination, she didn’t act presumptuously.

His earlier movements were evidently taken as a summoning signal.

”Very well, the situation is as follows—”

Fu Qian was naturally very satisfied with the Pontiff’s performance, immediately briefing on meeting old friends after entering and even reaching this place.

The tacit agreement built on rational thought has always been the most needed matter in brutal games.

No matter if relaxing with the Witch now, Fu Qian was quite aware; before his eyes was a nightmare where at least five prisoners, confined for long ages, tried pulling people down.

Simply imagining this indicates the intensity involved.

Not to mention his two enemies lurking within.

”The regret now is that the old friend temporarily went backstage to rest. Otherwise, a greeting could be exchanged.”

After describing the current predicament, Fu Qian didn’t miss lamenting once.

”The Interlocutor? Considering your words, his situation doesn’t seem optimistic.”

Even starting with such sentiment, the Witch listened intently and extracted a thick booklet during her commentary.

Oh?

The familiar red and white flow patterns on it left a deep impression on Fu Qian; it’s precisely the Covenant Book crafted together during the hunting of Angel’s Skin.

Information about the Interlocutor’s origin and the concept of ”homeland” was gleaned from here—rustle, rustle!

The Witch did indeed leaf through the book, oblivious to the setting.

And once a page was fixed upon, the surrounding frozen mist and sound waves resumed their cycles once more.

This was merely the first step, the focus being, in this resurgence scene, the next moment had a figure actually struggling out of the mist.

Foremost was a pair of long wings smeared with oil paints, indeed oscillating like an insect following its body’s movements.

Brother Interlocutor also reappeared?

Indeed, this shape was too classic, Fu Qian recognized him at the first instant.

”Is it him?”

And the Witch’s next query continued proving an astounding fact—

She wasn’t searching for the answer in the book earlier but was directly summoning.