Although this place puts great pressure on demigods, there is still no way to fight against the erosion.
But Fu Qian didn't even use the mythical form, and turned into an extreme environmentalist in order to minimize the probability of triggering the alarm.
In the near future, I will go to the Nighthawk's lair and find out more information about the Rainbow of Change.
It's better to keep a low profile at the moment, and don't let a mere upgrade opportunity ruin something big.
While thinking about it, he didn't even wait for his legs to fully recover. He directly used his tentacles to jump up high and quickly jumped between the bumps.
When he broke his leg just now, he had already used his distraction to clarify the direction of that trace of connection.
And time may be tighter than imagined.
Because he has discovered that even if he cuts off his legs in time, the gorgeous and coquettish rust marks on the body surface are still growing rapidly.
This is comparable to the curse of the divine blood of Mr. Camus, a pure erosion on the flesh and blood level.
But this time, I wasn't even the mission person, but directly robbed the tomb physically, but there was no warehouse to help me clean up the pollution.
Even if we are an expert with flesh and blood ascending, when the level reaches a deeper level, it cannot be solved by just peeling off the skin.
Especially this thing is like a halo that covers the entire picture.
Whether it's the blood lake below, the bulge where you're standing, or even the omnipresent stench, it's obvious that this is accumulating, and there's absolutely nowhere to hide.
To sum up, before the reincarnation of the false god ends, your own body may not even be able to bear it.
While sighing, his re-grown legs landed on the ground, and he moved forward a little faster, even retracting the tentacles.
…
This is it.
The run didn't last too long. At a certain moment, Fu Qian noticed a subtle change in the situation.
No longer an invisible connection, the feeling of mutual pull suddenly became clear.
It seems that I have officially entered the target's scope of influence.
Although it seems there is no difference.
There is still an endless lake of blood in front of him, and even places to stay have become scarce.
But that's just the surface, changes have already occurred unconsciously.
Stop before paying, stretch your left hand forward, and raise your middle finger.
Something is calling me to go down.
But before paying, he had no intention of diving at all. Instead, he looked at the back of his hand.
The red rust, which had been growing rapidly, slowed down in its spread.
To be precise, after crossing a certain invisible boundary, everything that belongs to you seems to be solidifying under some magical effect.
eternal.
The next moment, a rarely used word popped out of Fu Qian's head.
As a materialist, he never believed that anything would remain unchanged.
But at this moment, he truly "experienced" this concept.
Fu Qian has no doubt that as long as he stays here long enough, his existence will be solidified at this moment forever.
Whether it is corrosion or promotion, it no longer means anything to me.
"Interesting power situation, so the pressure is on Su Gao's side."
Faced with this not-so-good change, he still did not move until the next moment. Instead, he was talking to himself and silently counting the time.
1,2,3……
Time is not passing quickly, but it is still passing through the estimated critical points.
The posture in front of him remained unchanged from beginning to end, until at a certain moment, he stretched out a white ring on his middle finger and let out a slight tremor.
Done!
Without any hesitation, Fu Qian gave up on the target in front of him, turned around and ran away.
That's right, as a tentative exploration, Fu Qian never set the nature of this trip to be like a son of destiny, taking a walk to obtain heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and becoming the supreme martial arts master in one fell swoop.
In his opinion, if he were really naive enough to chase that "opportunity", the probability of success would not be higher than jumping off a cliff to find a white ape.
From beginning to end, his goal was pure - to use the ten sacrificial san points as much as possible to anchor a coordinate that might be useful to Red Moon as the starting point for the next action.
A big reason for the discoveries made during this trip is that the existence of tides allows information about divine qualities to "float" out.
But in essence, the tide is still an extreme negative influence, and Paramecium knows how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.
The only problem is how to locate here when there is no tide.
Even if Hong Yue is extremely powerful again and helps him locate this "bubble", in this environment, finding the target without the guidance of information becomes a game of luck, and the situation may be even worse than this time.
Therefore, the most reasonable choice this time is to initially anchor the position through traction, and then take action directly in full strength next time.
This is the limit that Fu Qian pursues, and the goal has never changed.
But the problem that comes with it is that the target position found under this extreme operation has no reference. If you want to open the door accurately, you have to give "Mom" some recognition.
The choice before dealing with this is to try to use the white ring to record the wonderful influence of existence, such as "eternity".
The advantage of doing this is that if successful, it can effectively help you reproduce, and during the attempt, the probability of triggering possible surveillance by the night watchman is extremely small.
The disadvantage is that on the one hand, it is not sure whether "eternity" is considered an attack, and at the same time, according to the instructions for using the white ring, the probability of success should be extremely small when facing this level.
But it doesn’t matter. Real experts strive for the maximum possible within limited resources.
If it fails, another resource will be spent.
It turns out that "pure power" has withstood the test.
After a tolerable number of attempts, it really recorded a hint of "eternal" effect.
…
After achieving his goal, Fu Qian not only ran quickly following the scent of the world where he exited, but even the light on his hand flashed and he used Homecoming again.
Nothing happens.
In this place, the connection between myself and Half Step Moon seemed to be cut off.
It is indeed dangerous!
This result is not too surprising before paying.
Hongyue's reminder is that on the one hand, he tried a blood conquest as early as when he first entered here, but the reaction was that it had no effect.
The next moment, he took off the messenger directly.
No effect*3!
It's really awesome, fortunately I have prepared some margin for it.
Although these two methods, if effective, can make your trip a one-way trip.
But after having the experience of dealing with Yasui Tokiyuki, it is difficult for Fu Qian to be an idealist.
Finally, before the whole body was covered with red rust, that strange place appeared in front of me again.
"Sure enough, everything needs to be compared. After walking around, this place is so cute."
When he set foot on that vast land again, Fu Qian let out a heartfelt sigh, and after running a few steps, he clearly felt the decline in his rank.
The reincarnation of false gods is over.
But it doesn't matter, after all, there is no need to worry about disturbing the night watchers here.
With a stabbing sound, Fu Qian tore off his entire skin and headed straight for the ruins.
I went out again in the morning. Sorry for being a little late.
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This chapter has been completed!