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

A skill too overbearing to use discretely, but with curious effects on special occasions.


As Fu Qian lamented the unpredictability of life, he quickly commented on his first reward.


Considering it was a new effect of Decree Residue, safety should not be too much of an issue, hence—


Feeling something new added to his consciousness, Fu Qian snapped his fingers and unabashedly activated it.


Theoretically, the warehouse should also be a special existence. Would the Brilliant Tyrant's presence trigger any special response?


A strange feeling of self-expansion washed over him, but within half a second, Fu Qian's perspective had elevated significantly.


At the same time, the sound of tearing was incessant.


Realizing something, Fu Qian looked down to find his clothes and pants already torn to strips.


...Is it true that one should not inflate themselves too much?


Fu Qian sighed long and hard. Here, unlike during tasks, this damage could not heal.


Chapter 965 Cosmic Aberration Colors