Horror of the Olden Days
Chapter 1229

Night Holy Capital's Stick Insect (27)

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It seemed I'd stirred up something extraordinary.

"What did you see?"

As Fu Qian sighed, the Indigo Witch's slightly low voice sounded behind him.

"I saw it, and I didn't."

Fu Qian still didn't turn around, simply mimicking the way she had answered earlier.

And as it turned out, even an ancient Higher Being couldn't stand being treated the way it treated you.

"You have no idea what role you're playing..."

After a brief silence of a few seconds, the Indigo Witch spoke again. This time, her voice betrayed no emotion at all.

Though, for some reason, it made sense.

Hearing those words, Fu Qian immediately thought of his current state.

He really did know very little about the "Tyrant."

And as for the blazing sun that had suddenly appeared overhead, he wouldn't get the chance to learn any more about it, either.

As the Indigo Witch spoke, the countless gazes that had been seeping through the sun vanished all at once.

In their place came a sudden radiance, so intense it was almost pure white.

Fu Qian felt as if a supernova had fallen into his will.

Memories, emotions, logic... every concept belonging to the mind was ignited and burned away under this strange scorching.

At the same time, the Yellow Robe draped over him remained completely unresponsive.

Partly because the thing really was extraordinary, but there was also a simpler reason: his body hadn't received even a little ultraviolet radiation.

This scorching was entirely a mental attack. The distinction was so clear that it seemed designed to avoid harming his body.

Not surprising at all!

With his mind quite literally on fire, Fu Qian still maintained his operating performance at high temperatures. He could even use exclamation marks.

This selective attack was perfectly normal. It fit Rainbow of

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