Chapter 400: Chapter 400 Dark Side of the Moon_1
Hmm?
This sudden voice took Fu Qian by complete surprise.
He was certain that the voice ca from his own consciousness and had nothing to do with Gan Zuoxun nearby.
It was a woman’s voice, and for so reason, it even sounded a bit familiar.
Fu Qian lowered his head thoughtfully, and in just a few seconds, the skin on his hands turned dull and pale, his presence seeming to diminish along with it.
Fu Qian was not surprised by this.
The Discoloration Curse—he had already experienced it twice before.
However, he wasn’t sure if it was due to his ascension to demigod status, but that sense of rejection felt much clearer than before.
While pondering, Fu Qian faintly perceived sothing unusual; the light in front of him appeared to brighten a bit.
Realizing sothing, Fu Qian looked up and found that next to the sun, which was now reduced to a slender ring, a pale blue moon had erged.
This… was a bit too fantastical, wasn’t it?
Even with the sun overshadowed, this brightness seed unnaturally high.
Under the illumination of the blue moon, the surroundings took on a dreamlike quality.
“Hehe!”
That voice by his ear chuckled softly again.
“Who are you?”
Fu Qian was trying hard to distinguish the familiar voice when suddenly, a challenging shout ca from behind him.
He had been so focused that he hadn’t noticed soone approaching.
Fu Qian slowly turned around to find himself surrounded by a group of people, led by a familiar face—Daria.
And beside her, there was soone with a face identical to his own.
“Why are you disguised as a guard to sneak in here?”
Daria’s expression was unprecedently stern, first giving Fu Qian a cold stare, then looking over towards Gan Zuoxun.
This group must have rushed to check on Gan Zuoxun after the celestial anomaly.
And Fu Qian, distracted by the voice in his mind, hadn’t hidden himself promptly and was caught outright.
“What have you done to the city official?”
Following the threatening interrogation, without any hesitation, a sharp whistle of slicing air filled the surroundings.
Why did it feel like Daria was in more of a hurry than Gan Zuoxun?
Not even giving him a chance to explain, they were ready to carry out justice on the spot based on a re accusation?
Fu Qian imdiately understood Daria’s intentions.
Although he indeed couldn’t provide an explanation, Daria’s reaction was also quite suspicious.
With a swift move, he easily evaded the attack, didn’t pause for a mont, and broke through the human barrier, rapidly making his escape.
Amidst loud shouts and alarms going off, personnel quickly converged on the scene; a piercing wind followed him in close pursuit.
Unfortunately, none of them could hinder Fu Qian in the least.
The incident with Gan Zuoxun could wait for now.
He had more important things to attend to.
At that mont, Fu Qian had a strange feeling—sothing was watching him through the moonlight.
Hey!
Next class Fu Qian spoke up, attempting to respond to the voice in his mind.
Just now, he’d realized to whom that voice belonged—the unnad cosmic beauty he had t last ti in the World Within the Painting.
Co to think of it, he had obtained Blasphemy’s Embrace during a mission related to her.
“Interesting.”
The voice near his ear ca again, the witch’s words seemingly tinged with amusent.
But from the sound of it, it seed she hadn’t received his response.
Is it one-way communication, after all!
Fu Qian was not discouraged, again attempting to send a ntal greeting.
Regrettably, just like before, there was no acknowledgent.
At this ti, Fu Qian had already reached a secluded corner, and without waiting for a response, he imdiately took off his mask.
Once back in the warehouse, Fu Qian first checked his own body.
It was still as pale and dull as before, the Discoloration State unchanged.
“Ai!”
At the sa ti, a sultry sigh echoed in his mind.
Fu Qian’s gaze fell upon the dim depths of the warehouse.
After a mont of thought, he directly activated the mark on his wrist.
“Knight of the Dark Moon—”
At the sa ti, the Witch’s sigh of exasperation transmitted through his mind before abruptly stopping.
The view gradually beca clear. After completing this mission, Fu Qian returned ho for the first ti.
And this ti, there was finally a change.
Fu Qian carefully examined himself and could no longer find any traces of discoloration.
Indeed it was so.
Fu Qian waited quietly for a mont, no longer hearing the Witch’s voice.
After his return, that strange connection was also severed.
It seed the problem must be related to this Discoloration State.
Blasphemy’s Embrace and the resulting Discoloration State obviously had a connection with the Witch’s power.
But it seed that only in that world, when he was in a Discoloration State, would the Witch be able to sense him.
This was also why, even though he had used it twice in this world, aside from the discomfort caused by the discoloration, there had been no other anomalies.
It seed that due to so special reason, the Witch couldn’t sense this world.
By contrast, the connection between the warehouse and that world was clearly much tighter.
Additionally, she must have recognized him. Her last words about the Knight of the Dark Moon were proof.
Before he left that ti, she seed to have asked him if he was willing to beco a Temple Knight.
Now it looked like she was indeed running a Dark Moon Sect.
Interesting.
Having confird so of his speculations, Fu Qian returned to the warehouse once again.
And imdiately, he heard a sowhat surprised sigh.
Without hesitation, Fu Qian donned the Emissary’s Mask and appeared on the second floor of the bookstore.
“Knight of the Dark Moon, you seem to have left for a mont just now!”
Outside, the sky was still the color of rust, with the Dark Moon hanging high.
The self-muttering voice of the Witch rose in his mind, tinged with joy.
The next mont, her tone shifted, and she heaved a soft sigh.
“Indeed, your comings and goings are always hurried.”
“But even so, you carry a mark associated with my power.”
“Mysterious one, my heart is greatly pleased.”
“As Pontiff, it seems I have not yet rewarded you for your previous actions.”
“Then, take this for now.”
As she finished speaking, Fu Qian felt the moon in the sky seed to brighten a few degrees.
At the sa ti, a gentle blue moonlight appeared to be pouring into him continuously.
Monts later, Fu Qian, sensing sothing, reached to touch his face.
His fingertips t smooth, cool material—not his own skin.
With a bit more force, he took off the object on his face and held it in his hand.
Another mask?
Fu Qian observed it with a frown.
However, unlike the Emissary’s, this mask had extrely gentle features and an eerily strange feel to it.
Outside the window, the light began to brighten gradually, the sky-blocking rust color was slowly receding.
“Hmm, the connection seems to be weakening.”
The Witch on the other side seed to realize sothing.
“Farewell, Knight of the Dark Moon, I hope it will be of help to you.”
Uh!
As the echo faded, Fu Qian toyed with the mask in his hand.
I can’t say if it will be of help, but if I wear this, I’ll definitely have a second face.
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