Journey to the West's Revolver

Fu Qian gracefully removed his skull, as if a gentleman were taking off his hat to pay respects.
…
Everything began with a transcended-dimension invitation.
It's a story of a high-quality Thug turning the impossible into the possible.
Of course, on that day, the great being behind the invitation was still unaware of what it had done.

Facing an Ancient God for a Year

The old school building had no elevator, leaving no choice but to descend via the spiral staircase.


Fu Qian's somewhat stiff movements made his footsteps sound exceptionally loud in the dark.


Just now when he passed through the hallway, he had paid special attention to the noises from other classrooms and found them all eerily quiet, with virtually no one moving around.


Even when he reached the first floor, Fu Qian noticed that even the security room was empty.


Looking at the darkness outside that seemed almost tangible, Fu Qian confirmed his suspicion and pushed the door open to step out.


It enveloped him so thickly that Fu Qian struggled to breathe and visibility was undeniably poor.


As he made his way forward while trying to figure out the direction, he soon heard a strange noise—it sounded like a cow mooing.


Were there cows being kept at the school?


Chapter 213: Worm of Erosion (Part 3)_1