Horror of the Olden Days
Chapter 1322

The Prisoner's Prodding

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Reginald wasn't the sharpest, but he was still a man of action.

Rather than waste more time on pointless threats, he stepped back twice. The next moment, glowing patterns appeared on his body.

Meanwhile, Amira moved closer to Fu Qian. Her intention was easy enough to understand: keep an eye on the strange man in case he tried anything unexpected.

Unfortunately, she soon realized that the anomaly wasn't coming from Fu Qian. It was coming from...

"You two?"

In their field of vision, the patterns on Reginald quickly wove together into a peculiar ring, which rippled outward into the vast gray fog.

He drew a deep breath. When he opened his eyes and saw the two of them still standing where they'd been, he inhaled again in shock.

"I understand now. We actually entered reality from a nightmare just now."

But before he could share his thoughts, Fu Qian suddenly clapped his hands, sounding as though he'd just had an epiphany.

"We're among the few who've escaped. Now we need to find a way to Lairding and save everyone else."

"That's impossible!"

The two members of the order clearly couldn't accept that explanation. But if they rejected it, how else could they explain what had happened?

"Nothing can bewilder the power of the Star Law or stop us from escaping a nightmare..."

Muttering to himself, Reginald remembered something and looked up sharply at Fu Qian.

Fu Qian had said earlier that the two of them might not be able to get out either, and it hadn't been nonsense... How had this man known?

"What if it's another law?"

Faced with that hungry, inquisitive gaze, the shepherd didn't hold back. He offered a possible explanation.

"Impossible. I've never heard of such a thing."

Reginald dismissed it almost instantly, his expression even

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