Praise the Pontiff.
As he ran his fingers over the object in his hand, which clearly possessed supernatural properties, Fu Qian marveled at its curious nature and didn't forget to thank his generous benefactor.
That was right. The item had undoubtedly come from the Witch, Nirgalia—and had arrived the instant he explained the situation.
Although she hadn't said a word before or after sending it.
From this change, he could practically deduce two things--
First, although his Supernatural Perception was gone, he could still establish a connection with the Dark Moon after shooting the sun, by using Blasphemous Embrace, which the Witch had directly imprinted inside him as an ability.
Second, communication was still unavoidably impaired. Specifically, only the Witch could receive information from his side unilaterally, or expend a great deal of effort to send something over directly.
She could no longer make her voice heard. Otherwise, she should at least have explained how to use it.
He could more or less guess what the item was for. It might not be powerful enough to restore his perception outright; more likely, it was meant to first try to remove the obstacle to communication, or even the obstacle preventing him from going to that world.
Not being able to hear the Pontiff's teachings was one thing. The loss of his Supernatural Perception had also created another problem: even if he established a connection with the Dark Moon, he couldn't sense the marks he'd left in that world at all, such as the blood on that painting.
And that undoubtedly meant Extreme Hunger Infection had lost its target. In other words, he'd temporarily lost the ability to go pay his respects as well.
He'd had a similar suspicion as soon as he noticed the change. Now it had been confirmed.
Also,