There are so strange and bizarre experiences that are difficult to imagine until truly encountered.
For example, seeing your own face on a worm, and it comfortably coiling around you.
Before the magnificent couch of the Dark Moon Cult Leader, even the cosmic beauty Niel Glegorya was struck by profound shock at the presence of this forbidden knowledge.
"Isn’t it quite sothing?"
Luckily, the worm’s magic was ultimately limited.
After a few labored breaths, that beautiful face, as if materialized, finally rippled like water and dissipated.
And the knight in my arms, obviously exhausted, still didn’t forget to ask for my impressions.
"So, you absorbed the mask."
Unfortunately, the witch didn’t seem keen to answer and directly switched topics.
"At that ti, only the Dark Moon appeared, but there was no further response. I was looking for a way to establish contact."
Fu Qian didn’t mind and casually explained the situation at the beginning of the hurricane rescue.
"Then why not choose that bow?"
The witch asked in a tone without any dissatisfaction.
"Because I still need to continue finding a way to establish contact."
...
The witch’s question was not unreasonable. To establish contact with this world and even traverse to it without her response,
absorbing the Blasphemy’s Embrace, which can call upon the Dark Moon, was clearly an option worth considering.
In fact, it was indeed Fu Qian’s backup choice—after all other attempts proved ineffective.
After all, if the latter was destroyed and the complete effect was not perceived, even summoning the Dark Moon would beco impossible.
"Speaking of this, after I consud the mask, I also sensed so clear intentions. Are you interested in knowing what they were?"
Noticing the silent atmosphere, Fu Qian took the initiative to bring up a topic.
"What was it?"
The witch’s curiosity was indeed piqued.
"A na, Dazzling Visage."
"And the explanation for this title is that as long as your exterior is grand enough, no one will care about your inside."
Fu Qian didn’t hold back and shared his insights.
As long as the exterior is grand enough...
Perhaps influenced by Fu Qian’s previous deanor, the witch actually returned to her pontiff seat while listening to his sharing.
She even naturally leaned back lazily, restoring her posture quite accurately.
"It seems your luck is quite good."
After Fu Qian finished speaking, she also nodded slightly to comnt.
"There was no deviation."
Indeed, this cosmic beauty was still unaware of what humility ant in so aspects.
While Fu Qian was secretly praising her, he was also forced to sit on the pontiff seat, trying to fit into the role, turning his head to look at the empty grand hall below.
Compared to the recent grand occasion, this scene was truly a striking contrast.
Has my Dark Moon Sect really withered to this point?
...
"Laws and Stars appeared suddenly, without any signs beforehand."
Noticing his actions, the witch delved into old mories, showing little emotion.
"And the nature of this place began to undergo a fundantal change almost instantly, with no sign of reversal."
"Nightmarization?"
As an academic worker who squeezed out the sweat and blood of countless cattle and horses all the way, Fu Qian had no trouble following the witch’s train of thought.
"Yes, existence started to beco unreal."
The latter nodded slightly.
"Though for the people here, the short-term impact is not obvious. Even if soone briefly wakes up in ’reality,’ they will only consider it a special dream and will not easily change their self-awareness."
"Indeed, the place I went last ti still required help from the Law’s Grace to awaken them faster."
Fu Qian naturally referred to the Leytin Shadow ruled by Brother Agent.
A good example was Esther, "nine years old," the prison mate at the start of the mission.
If it weren’t for Mary’s transcendent ans, and telling her she could also obtain it, she would most likely still choose Headmaster Warren’s treatnt plan.
"Unfortunately, compared to the Leytin Shadow, the people who used to gather in this church didn’t have as much ti to buffer."
The witch’s narration contained the lantation of life’s unpredictability.
"Because this sanctuary itself was also based on your power?"
"Yes, not only is my existence fading, but this place as well."
"So after confirming the situation could not be salvaged, I manually helped them a bit."
As expected from the Dark Moon Cult Leader, this level of understanding is far superior to that of the agent.
Fu Qian silently admired, while the righteousness index for the Dark Moon Seven Apostles roaming everywhere and spreading the gospel soared even higher.
"But during this process, I discovered a benefit of nightmarization, do you know what it is?"
At this mont, the pontiff’s quiz erged, and the witch shifted her tone, smiling sweetly at Fu Qian.
"So concepts beca easier to manipulate, like deleting mories or even rewinding ti?"
Such a question could hardly stump Fu Qian, who responded fluently without hesitation.
"How did you beco so proficient?"
This ti, the witch appeared sowhat surprised, looking at him in astonishnt.
Needless to say, I’ve been the Master of the Dream Realm for so long.
With a snort in his heart, Fu Qian responded clearly.
"On one hand, from the results, the forr Dark Moon followers completely forgot your existence."
"On the other hand, when it cos to dream-like scenarios, I have relatively sufficient operational experience."
...
"No wonder, that makes more sense. I was previously wondering how you entered here."
Regarding Fu Qian’s self-proclaid title as Master of the Dream Realm, the witch seed not to question it much and even seed to have understood sothing.
"Actually, I was the sa, pondering the essence of that change since then."
Fu Qian maintained a posture of closely following the pontiff’s footsteps.
"Let think, the entrance attribute of the picture outside seems to require two conditions to activate at the mont."
"First, the place it’s located loses absolute reality attributes, which normally ans the collapse of the laws maintaining ancient Leytin."
"Second, it hasn’t disappeared along with you, the source of that power, aning you’re still here."
"I have to say, this seems like a sowhat awkward setup. The two conditions are almost mutually exclusive, and the probability of discovery approaches zero."
"...Didn’t you discover it?"
Slightly stumped by the question, the next mont the witch’s face lit up, not only not denying the "awkward" comnt but even looking at Fu Qian with a happy expression, as if ready to award a little red flower.
Pontiff today is in a really good mood, hasn’t had enough fun yet.
Fu Qian couldn’t help but shake his head again.
Sadly, she still underestimated the aggressiveness of the Knight from Afar.
"That is indeed true, and coincidentally, the place I entered this ti was exactly where I left last ti."
...
For the first ti, the Dark Moon Cult Leader sat up straight on the throne.
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