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

In the dim office, Liu Yi stared at Fu Qian's face, dumbfounded.


No matter what, she just couldn't connect that face with the ferocious arm.


But the stark reality was right before her, leaving her no choice but to believe.


To be fair, compared to the monster from earlier, Fu Qian's overall appearance was still much more normal.


However, it's often the contrast that's frightening.


When you're set on the idea that it's a monster, even the most ferocious of forms won't scare you to an unbearable extent.


But when someone you're convinced is human suddenly extends a monstrous claw, the impact is simply indescribable.


Fixated on Fu Qian, Liu Yi was already retreating subconsciously.


And to her movement, Fu Qian didn't pay any attention at all, continuing to scribble on the desk.


The solid hardwood desk felt like tofu under his fingers.


Her hand was already on the doorknob, but Liu Yi didn't turn it immediately.


Chapter 218: Worm of Erosion (Part 8)_1