Facing an Ancient God for a Year

In Fu Qian’s view, it’s a very reasonable situation, for hide-and-seek it’s natural to find the best hiding spot, like a player coming with built-in camouflage.

In any case, lacking deeper connection links, the opponent’s instantaneous disappearance at this moment meant his disaster eyes could no longer pinpoint it.

This is also why a special confirmation with the Witch was made, whether any additional actions from him were needed.

Obviously, it’s not as though there’s no way under such circumstances; the Tyrant’s methods are numerous, and the equipment is armed to the teeth.

But most of these methods are relatively violent, attempts might be made, but considerations must be made for potentially disrupting the clues to seek the Dark Moon.

And the Witch’s ultimate choice, actively bonding with the Dark Moon and thus mastering the situation, could really be said to have avoided this point, except for the exponentially increasing risk to herself.

In theory, if they couldn’t swiftly capture a person or directly find the Dark Moon, it might even be cooperating with the prisoners’ plan——

The longer it dragged on, the more inseparable the guest would become with the dreamscape.

”Which door?”

The Witch didn’t bother with that provocative speech, after completing the previous actions she directly looked at the Interlocutor, as if confirming the next stop with a guide.

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”Not this door...”

At that moment, the pressure sustained by the Interlocutor seemed vast enough for bones to creak.

Yet, as an ”Avenger,” he somehow resolutely came to his senses, biting his teeth to make a refreshingly transcendental judgment.

The next moment, directly turning around, he walked deeper into the corridor ahead, utterly unconcerned with the murderous aura manifesting around.

Of course, mainly relying on the Witch’s moonlight that froze everything.

Perhaps due to ”betrayal,” the weapons clearly no longer shunned the Interlocutor, also targeting him.

Had it not been for that near-standstill speed, even with a do-or-die resolve it would have been hard to traverse two steps intact.

”I don’t know the reason, but intuition tells me it’s here.”

Without going far, the Interlocutor soon stopped before a familiar silver door,

Providing quite a subjective reason, he opened the door directly.

This time there was no anomaly behind the door, and the Interlocutor relentlessly opened another larger-sized doorway on the wall behind—

”The nightmare always restarts at the end, so how do you plan to celebrate?”

His welcoming words as the Inner Diplomat came face-to-face, apparently awaited.

Yet, his answer was instantly met with an explanation.

Together with Fu Qian, bypassing the Interlocutor standing still, the Witch stretched out her hand directly, once again condensing ”Darkness in Light.”