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Chapter 1341: 1339 Fingertips · Oct 14, 2026

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1301 Chapter 1299: 1297: Gazing into the Leap 2026-10-14
1302 Chapter 1300: 1298: Sunrise and Invitation 2026-10-14
1303 Chapter 1301: 1299: The Fog 2026-10-14
1304 Chapter 1302: 1300: Rugged Road 2026-10-14
1305 Chapter 1303: 1301: The Pawnʼs Collision 2026-10-14
1306 Chapter 1304: 1302 Shatter 2026-10-14
1307 Chapter 1305: 1303: The 7th Angel Envoy 2026-10-14
1308 Chapter 1306: 1304: The Wisdom of the Sanctuary 2026-10-14
1309 Chapter 1307: 1305: Flashing 2026-10-14
1310 Chapter 1308: 1306: Double Click 2026-10-14
1311 Chapter 1309: 1307: Difficult Concealment 2026-10-14
1312 Chapter 1310: 1308: Morning Sleep 2026-10-14
1313 Chapter 1311: Revised: 1309 Imprisonment 2026-10-14
1314 Chapter 1312: 1310: The Herderʼs First Lesson 2026-10-14
1315 Chapter 1313: 1311: The Prisonerʼs Urge 2026-10-14
1316 Chapter 1314: 1312 Transformation 2026-10-14
1317 Chapter 1315: 1313: Blooming 2026-10-14
1318 Chapter 1316: 1314: Body of Impurities 2026-10-14
1319 Chapter 1317: 1315 Nightmare Breeding Ground 2026-10-14
1320 Chapter 1318: 1316: The Tidal Reversal 2026-10-14
1321 Chapter 1319: 1317: Taboos Before the Hall 2026-10-14
1322 Chapter 1320: 1318: To Frame A Charge 2026-10-14
1323 Chapter 1321: 1319: Going to the Seaside 2026-10-14
1324 Chapter 1322: 1320: The Last Sanctuary 2026-10-14
1325 Chapter 1323: 1321: Limit Enlightenment 2026-10-14
1326 Chapter 1324: 1322: Flesh Erosion by Emptiness 2026-10-14
1327 Chapter 1325: 1323: Discussion of the Conclusion 2026-10-14
1328 Chapter 1326: 1324: Sincerity and Gratitude 2026-10-14
1329 Chapter 1327: 1325: Going to the Meeting 2026-10-14
1330 Chapter 1328: 1326: Night Visit to the Vampire (Part 1) 2026-10-14
1331 Chapter 1329: 1327: Night Visit to the Vampire (Part 2) 2026-10-14
1332 Chapter 1330: 1328: Night Visit to the Vampire (3) 2026-10-14
1333 Chapter 1331: 1329: Night Visit to the Vampire (4) 2026-10-14
1334 Chapter 1332: 1330: Nocturnal Visit to the Vampire (5) 2026-10-14
1335 Chapter 1333: 1331: Night Visit to the Vampire (6) 2026-10-14
1336 Chapter 1334: 1332: A Night Visit to the Vampire (7) 2026-10-14
1337 Chapter 1335: 1333: A Night Visit to the Vampire (8) 2026-10-14
1338 Chapter 1336: 1334: Night Visit to the Vampire (9) 2026-10-14
1339 Chapter 1337: 1335: Night Visit to the Vampire (10) 2026-10-14
1340 Chapter 1338: 1336: Night Visit to the Vampire (End) 2026-10-14
1341 Chapter 1339: 1337: The Dominatorʼs High-End Techniques 2026-10-14
1342 Chapter 1340: 1338: The Pontiffʼs Clumsy Artwork 2026-10-14
1343 Chapter 1341: 1339 Fingertips 2026-10-14
1344 Chapter 1342: 1340 Countdown 2026-10-14
1345 Chapter 1343: 1341: Midnight Snack and the Sleepless Ones 2026-10-14
1346 Chapter 1344: 1342: Fallen Guest Empire (Part 1) 2026-10-14
1347 Chapter 1345: 1343: Fallen Guest Empire (Part 2) 2026-10-14
1348 Chapter 1346: 1344: Fallen Guest Empire (3) 2026-10-14
1349 Chapter 1347: 1345: Fallen Guest Empire (4) 2026-10-14
1350 Chapter 1348: 1346: Fallen Guest Empire (5) 2026-10-14

Chapter 1341: Chapter 1339 Fingertips

Squeak!

Without stopping, Fu Qian closed the door behind him as he walked and even tidied his cloak nonchalantly.

The face on the resting bed was undeniably familiar; he had even seen it in the mirror just two days ago.

Meeting the esteemed Pontiff Niel Glegorya wasn’t easy by any means.

There was no time to change clothes.

Although his cloak was of professional design, it was terribly tattered and couldn’t hide the mangled flesh beneath.

The overload from the Mythical Form earlier was now showing.

The wounds under the Hazy Saw hadn’t fully healed; now, their recovery had almost halted, with some areas even regressing to negative.

Specifically, the wounds seemed to have taken a life of their own, crawling and spreading outward.

Recovery might take some time.

The reason for not taking that time to make the audience more dignified was simple— the moment he opened the door, the Pontiff sensed something.

She showed a faint breath and her body subtly responded.

…

The absence of followers made the hall seem even more solemn.

When Fu Qian was unhindered and reached the seat, the witch, seemingly the source of the world’s eerie glow, had awoken from her deep slumber.

With a long breath, her eyes slowly opened, captivating.

Fu Qian said nothing, yet a smile blossomed on her pale, enchanting face.

In the next moment, she didn’t even lower her arm or sit upright but raised her intricate sleeve and leisurely extended her left hand.

In a synchronized motion, Fu Qian already reached the side and cooperatively extended his hand.

Thin and cold, the touch lasted just an instant.

Quickly, from Fu Qian’s grasped fingertips, the figure before him gradually became ethereal, like frost dispersing.

Fu Qian’s expression remained unchanged.

The figure wasn’t real; he knew this immediately.

A hasty drawing in tandem with the outside world.

Apparently, the witch left a farewell in this manner.

That’s why he didn’t hesitate earlier.

The shadow before him was too weak, a slight delay and it might not have enough strength to hold a hand.

And this grip seemed to signify the end of his escort journey.

But only seemingly.

Rip!

The sound of tearing shattered the tranquility.

The already tattered cloak was now completely ruined.

And beneath, a ghastly gigantic mouth exposed itself, aimed at the rapidly withering figure above, swallowing it whole without hesitation.

Escort is escort; as said, I’m not here to offer condolences.

Instantly engulfed in complete darkness, accompanied by a familiar sensation.

In silence, the Church of the Dark Moon began to collapse again, quickly turning into smeared paint.

Fu Qian was no exception.

He did not resist one bit.

…

When the transformation ceased, indeed the Dark Moon Hall had vanished.

Inside the gallery, still at the previous spot, still staring at the previous painting, seemingly just lost in thought.

Only the torn cloak and the fangs not fully retracted below recorded the prior audience journey.

Cough cough!

With a hand on his chest, Fu Qian took a deep breath, and the next instant began to cough violently.

With this rare motion, chunks of broken internal organs spewed onto the ground.

…

Not bad!

For this transformation, Fu Qian felt quite gratified.

The unresolved teeth in his chest weren’t because the earlier injury was severe to the point his mouth couldn’t close.

The change was due to new injuries.

Upon swallowing the Pontiff’s shadow, under Insight, there was no usual gain, not even a word.

Instead replaced by the violent loss of vitality.

As if eight fully operating pumps were recklessly spilling his blood.

In ordinary times, Fu Qian had the confidence to resist, being newly promoted to the Second Phase.

But combining his current state, it was beyond just snowballing.

Fu Qian felt incredibly clearly he could start his life countdown.

After some searching, this outcome could only be summed up as—amazing!

For Fu Qian, under Insight, gaining another Pontiff’s relic, a power or item meant nothing.

The current outcome was nearly second best.

The best would be obtaining information left by the Pontiff, detailed to street, stair, and door numbers, indicating a crisis is at hand, urging Temple Knights to come save her.

But now, the information was reduced to just one thing—crisis is at hand.

Things going wrong at least signify change.

Though weak, what he swallowed was, in essence, a fragment of the witch’s power, establishing a connection with her.

The ensuing reaction was life flowing madly away.

Should the witch have indeed vanished completely into the passage of time, it’s hard to fathom how such an effect could be produced.

Even if it were decay transmitting from a corpse, there had to be a corpse.

This escort journey seemingly had finally made a breakthrough.

Though lacking more detailed things, it seems reasonable to reckon the Pontiff’s true self remains in this world.

The only issue being time was running short.

No more than twenty-four hours remained, Fu Qian was quite clear on this point.

By tomorrow at the same time at the latest, his life would reach its end.

Mythical Form couldn’t be initiated anymore, not even improving in subsequent times would happen.

Cough cough cough…

Another bout of violent coughing, caused by Fu Qian finding a wound, and inserting his finger to rummage around.

A moment later, a blood-stained, curved object resembling bone was gradually drawn out.

This certainly wasn’t bone.

Before transforming into a worm to traverse, aside from dangerously assessed Aberrant Spectral Lanterns, nearly all items were absorbed into Fu Qian’s flesh.

Blasphemy’s Embrace was certainly no exception.

Regrettably, even after a day, including during the task of healing, it remained unactivated.

Its significance seemed to be merely a key to this world.

At that moment, Fu Qian retrieved it, not intending to consume it for waste utilitarianism.

Wiping off the blood and setting it aside, Fu Qian’s hand reached into the wound once more, seizing a one hundred and twenty-degree angle.

Sweet Dream Cage.

The corridor-made item that could block watches was certainly not left out.

Given its slightly excessive size, careful planning was required to accommodate it into the flesh, even prompting painful memories of organizing backpacks from years past.

Considering his current physical state, manually aiding in retrieving it made the task easier.

Click!

Gradually dragging the hexagonal cage from the wound, without even bothering to wipe the blood off, Fu Qian directly placed it upon his head.

No effect.

Vitality still cascaded like an avalanche.

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