Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 434: Chapter 434: Servant’s Needle (27)_1

So it’s actually like this, truly an eye-opener.

Fu Qian nodded thoughtfully, his mind, however, was occupied with the Nightmare Corridor he had seen before.

It really sounds more and more similar!

Especially the door I just saw.

Could it be that Rosetta and her team were actually connected to the Nightmare Corridor? And now, the nightmare I need to resolve is the one that’s inversely pulling on the Nightmare Corridor?

What kind of constitution do these two have!

“Do you know why I’m telling you all this?”

Amidst his contemplation, Niwalis suddenly asked.

“You do talk quite a bit. Seeing how composed you are, it doesn’t seem to be out of a desire to show off.”

Facing Niwalis’s question, Fu Qian analyzed seriously.

“Speaking of which, you’re not the real Niwalis, are you? The original must have been killed by you, right? What should I call you?”

“Heh, you’re actually thinking about that at a time like this?”

Niwalis looked somewhat surprised.

“Of course, if you’re the type who is fixated on dying with clarity, you can call me You Er, or you may refer to me as ‘Duke’.”

“Duke?”

Fu Qian repeated.

“Transcendent?”

“On what basis do you make such a deduction?”

You Er asked with some curiosity.

“Being too arrogant can get you beaten up. In this day and age, it’s not a wise move for an ordinary person to have such a flashy nickname.”

“Moreover, based on your description just now, whether it’s the testing or the making of the Golden Needle, it’s clearly not something an ordinary person could do.”

“You’re right, I am a Transcendent! In fact, my rank is quite high.”

Hearing Fu Qian’s analysis, You Er immediately burst into laughter.

“The question is, aren’t you one as well?”

He then changed the subject, staring intently at Fu Qian’s face without blinking.

“I know you were testing just now. The name ‘Duke’ must be registered with the Night Watchman, right?”

Fu Qian waved his hand nonchalantly, appearing quite calm.

“Don’t worry, although I am indeed a Transcendent, the Night Watchman is currently unaware of the situation here.”

“You really are a clever one!”

“According to what you said, your actions have nothing to do with the Night Watchman, you just stumbled upon this place unintentionally?”

“You could say that.”

Fu Qian nodded, yet he was thinking about something else.

“I am undoubtedly a complete Mortal right now, but you still suspect that I’m a Transcendent. Can I assume that anyone who enters here will lose their original power, and that’s normal?”

“Also, what you just exhibited seems more like control over this Nightmare than Transcendent strength. So right now, you should also just have the body of a Mortal, which is why you dare not get hit by bullets?”

“You’re partially correct.”

You Er actually clapped his hands with approval.

“First of all, you’re right, everyone who enters here turns into a regular human, but I didn’t want to get hit just now not because I was afraid of dying, but because I didn’t want to miss this conversation.”

He pointed at the gun in front of Fu Qian.

“Even if my head were to be shattered by a bullet, I wouldn’t truly die. In fact, everyone in this Nightmare, including you, is like that.”

“Even if you sustain fatal injuries, you will be reborn in a special state and appear in a random space-time.”

So that’s how it is…

From the description of the mastermind, Fu Qian smelled something ominous.

Although he had a premonition, if this statement were true, it might not be good for him.

Not to mention that every death might lead to a loss of SAN Points, he could be trapped in this place and become an idiot.

Even if there was no loss, if he could only cycle through death under the watchful eye of this character, the chance of resolving the situation was undoubtedly slim.

“Of course, there is a price to be paid.”

You Er had already stood up by now, his voice carrying a cold, mocking laugh, his tall figure imposing.

“Every death muddles your sanity a bit more. After too many times, you can’t even be sure what form you’ll take when you’re reborn. You might even turn into a beast that can only crawl on all fours and loses the ability to speak.”

“That tone full of anticipation.”

Fu Qian sighed and shook his head.

“So you’re chatting with me about these things partly to probe my secrets, to see if the Night Watchman has noticed the anomaly here? And partly to toy with me like a cat with a mouse?”

“Very correct, in fact, I’m quite curious how many times it will take for you to completely break down… I’ll enjoy the process very much, I hope you don’t disappoint me.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll do my best.”

Fu Qian said offhandedly, only to see You Er take a step forward the next moment, a cold glint flashing in his hand.

From such a close distance, it was very clear that an exaggerated crescent-shaped scimitar had appeared in his right hand at some unknown time.

The curve of the scimitar was so pronounced, almost forming a semicircle, shimmering under the starlight, looking exceptionally sharp.

Crack!

In this situation, Fu Qian did not hesitate to pick up the gun from the table and fire the last shot.

However, the Duke’s body just blurred.

This last bullet still caused no damage.

It was truly an unfair fight, with the opponent seemingly in a state of guaranteed evasion.

Amidst his musings, Fu Qian casually threw the empty gun aside and quickly retreated.

Behind him was the door. Though devoid of Transcendent powers, he was still a nimble young man. Pushing backward, he’d already half leapt out.

But facing his smooth exit, You Er simply stood in place, leisurely stroking the scimitar in his hand, not seeming in a hurry at all.

The next moment, the scenery blurred, and Fu Qian found himself, who had seemingly escaped through the door, back in the room once again.

“Haven’t your previous experiences made you realize I can throw you anywhere I want?”

You Er revealed a cruel smile. As if deliberately to increase Fu Qian’s fear, he pointed the scimitar at Fu Qian’s neck and slowly inched it closer.

The next moment, the strike was empty. The prey in front of him had vanished into thin air.

…

Whew!

Fu Qian exhaled and tried to move, finding his body still tightly bound.

“You… how are you doing?”

Kelly’s anxious and puzzled voice came from ahead.

Indeed, in that instant, Fu Qian had made use of the one-hour delay they’d applied to him and teleported to this mental space in the nick of time.

“I’m quite alright!”

Fu Qian looked down at himself.

“Can you untie me?”

“Don’t push your luck.”

Before Kelly could reply, Brooke already sharply reproved.

“Did you gain anything this time?”

Kelly hesitated but didn’t approach, simply frowning and asking.

“Quite a bit, like meeting another one of your patients.”

Fu Qian didn’t appear too upset.

“Niwalis? You’d better explain everything clearly.”

Brooke’s gaze was sharp, her tone threatening.

“What if I refuse as well?”

“Then I can only take that as non-cooperation.”

Brooke’s voice was quite unfriendly.

“So you—”

He had only spoken half of his sentence when the rest was caught in his throat.

A sharp scimitar appeared from behind, seamlessly slicing his neck in two.