"Here?"
Fu Qian looked at the door before him.
To be honest, it was the one he found most unfamiliar. It was dark green, yet seemed to have flames smoldering within.
Its surface was uneven, covered in bumps of all sizes. It looked perfectly safe at a glance.
"Here."
The Witch was studying it too, and sounded certain.
"Does it have a name?"
Fu Qian nodded slightly. He hadn't yet learned the Honored Name associated with this door.
"Daimol... and the Dark Moon."
The Witch really did seem to be searching through the Pact Book of Restraint. The next moment, she gave him a compound name.
Aha. We finally found it.
Fu Qian sighed inwardly, staring at the desolate scene before him.
Now this was a true God Eater.
If the Dark Moon had truly left a trace in the Nightmare Corridor, what form would it take?
There was no way around that question during this operation.
And for Fu Qian and the Witch, there was one point of reference they couldn't avoid either: the Lobbyist.
They knew he came from a world where the Dark Moon had once existed. They knew he was some kind of abstract, conceptual being.
And yet, even now, why he had appeared in the Nightmare Corridor remained a mystery...
It was hard not to suspect that the Dark Moon had a hand in it.
Of course, even if the Dark Moon really had done it, the two of them could hardly have any contact with it now.
Never underestimate your opponent. Faced with such a suspicious figure, the prisoners must have been watching him like hawks.
At the slightest hint of a lead, they would likely have followed the trail straight to him.
And then, even if they didn't destroy him outright, they