Chapter 1307 Flash
Things seem a bit serious.
Fu Qian was never blindly optimistic. In fact, he was quite mentally prepared for the difficulty of the trip before shooting the arrow.
The scene in front of me can be said to verify this to some extent.
If Laertin is a nightmare creation, then what the world outside of it is like is a question that is too easy to think about.
Even as a skilled operator of clear dreams, it is not difficult to have some ideas.
But the scene before me was clearly outside of experience.
The fog is not the edge of the world, but what is shrouded under it is another scene after a long period of destruction.
A world that is more in line with the description of the witch, or "reality" than Laertin.
After a whole day of contact, it was clear that the aborigines of Laertin had no idea about the catastrophic apocalypse mentioned by the witch.
Regarding the time dislocation inside and outside the fog, understanding involves the pollution of the time category.
From their starting point, it is reasonable to think so.
But as mentioned before, if you put aside your position and don’t rush to refute it, and accept this point of view for the time being...
A timeline easily appeared in Fu Qian's mind——
The catastrophic apocalypse existed before, just in that moment of time pollution a month ago...
The abandoned son in the mist was also distorted due to this...
Judging from the traces of the use of swords and guns, it is obvious that the person inside does not span a hundred years in one moment, but is similar to a "nightmare", and the feeling is still the normal passage of time...
Then the witch was born from the pollution, and along the way she found the world in the painting and imprisoned herself...
Under the ravages of time, the world in the painting cannot withstand it and begins to decay...
The eighth light appeared in the sky, and the Dark Moon Sect was established...
For the first time, I established contact with the witch through the Embrace of Profanity. The special nature of time pollution allows the world in the painting to correspond to an earlier time point in another world, just like the mission at that time...
The second connection was made and the final conversation…
All of this theoretically happened in a moment a month ago, and Laertin received some kind of special protection to avoid this contamination...
When time finally crossed that point and the world in the painting came to an end, the witch found this special place and sent the people inside here in a way similar to waking up from a dream...
She was born in pollution, but it was difficult to escape the influence. She disappeared before that moment came. The paintings painted with her blood had no power as proof...
The witch not only erased all memories related to her in the world of the painting, she even left a gift for herself before the last moment...
He, a Templar from another world, became the only one who still retained her memory and name...
It's just a guess without much basis, based on the fact that Laertin and the world under the mist are real.
It is also a pessimistic guess. If true, it will mean that the existence of the witch has disappeared long ago, like a flash of light that only existed for a moment.
And unless the warehouse sent him to more than a month ago, it would seem pointless to do anything at this moment as he arrived late.
The brilliance flickers and the coldness overflows.
Fu Qian suddenly stopped.
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"What's wrong? Mr. Apostle regrets the conclusion he just made?"
With the previous performance, no one dared to ignore Fu Qian's actions.
Facing him who suddenly stopped again, Reginald was so surprised that he couldn't help but talk more.
"Your logic is still a bit weak. After expressing your agreement, normally the next step should be to confirm your point of view."
Fu Qian still didn't look back, and even continued the conversation just now.
It's weird, but it's true.
Denial and avoidance never solve the problem.
Almost as soon as the pessimistic guess appeared, Fu Qian had already found a way to prove it——
Since Profanity's Embrace can still establish a connection, there is no doubt that Dark Moon's power is still there regardless of the Witch's state.
If this is indeed the real world in front of us, then under the light of the laws of the stars, traces of the dark moon must still be found.
Next, we need to urge the people of the Heavenly Sphere Religion to work harder in this regard.
For example, the remnants of the law were opened again.
My dark moon gospel will surely cover the earth.
"Notice."
While Reginald was still pondering the accusation of logic, Simon's voice suddenly sounded.
The two civilian personnel who were hit one after another were obviously extremely sensitive to this kind of enemy attack prompt.
For a moment, the two of them almost dodged in unison, and at the same time used all their means of protection.
And when they looked up again, they were shocked to find that the hunter of the cult had already taken action, and the broad sword was slashed out in a familiar posture.
But this time, he was not knocked back. With the powerful sound, it was obvious that something was blocked.
There is actually another abandoned child? These guys are really hard to guard against!
While they were sighing in unison, a scene that shocked both Amira and Amira appeared.
The Dark Moon Apostle and Shepherd of the Lamb, who had smashed the enemy with a sword in front, stood proudly on the spot, not dodging or evading.
"The dark moon protects me."
The next moment, this person even looked up, with his arms spread wide, completely entering a state where he regarded the attack as if it were nothing.
Stab!
It was obvious that no matter how it was claimed, the surrounding chill did not have the effect of a shield.
Amidst the sound of tearing, a long gash was opened in the clothes under this man's ribs, just a few centimeters away from the flesh.
"No fear of intrusion, no trauma."
Amid the solemn declaration, the figure still showed no intention of dodge, and even began to stride forward to face the enemy's attack head-on.
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"An attack similar to a spear is not very fast, so you can deal with it with concentration."
Blocking another attack, Simon quickly issued a warning.
"Don't stop where you are, get close to the main body as quickly as possible."
So what the guy did was actually right? Need to get closer?
After Simon reminded him, the first reaction of Ammika was to look at Fu Qian.
This one undoubtedly once again demonstrated superhuman perception, and even his reactions seemed reasonable.
The problem is that with your swaggering move, how can the dark moon in your mouth protect you as long as you get a spear from the front?
The moment this question arose, there was another tearing sound.
But I saw that there was really a big hole in the clothes on that person's back.
But still not a drop of blood came out.
There was actually a hole penetrating through the body under the breach.
It seemed that the flesh and blood had automatically made way for a passage at that moment, allowing the attack to return in vain.
this……
In the stunned silence, a second, third, similar hole appeared on the other party's body...
The Dark Moon Apostle, whose pace had never changed, crossed his waist with his right hand at the next moment, already holding the rusty short gun, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
Click!
There was no gun being loaded, and certainly no gunpowder exploding.
But instead, there was a spear of snow-white frost, whistling and flashing.