There are some strange and bizarre experiences that are difficult to imagine until truly encountered.
For example, seeing your own face on a worm, and it comfortably coiling around you.
Before the magnificent couch of the Dark Moon Cult Leader, even the cosmic beauty Niel Glegorya was struck by profound shock at the presence of this forbidden knowledge.
"Isn't it quite something?"
Luckily, the worm's magic was ultimately limited.
After a few labored breaths, that beautiful face, as if materialized, finally rippled like water and dissipated.
And the knight in my arms, obviously exhausted, still didn't forget to ask for my impressions.
"So, you absorbed the mask."
Unfortunately, the witch didn't seem keen to answer and directly switched topics.
"At that time, only the Dark Moon appeared, but there was no further response. I was looking for a way to establish contact."
Fu Qian didn't mind and casually explained the situation at the beginning of the hurricane rescue.
