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

Is this what they call "luck favors the diligent"?


The letter wasn't long, and given its overly familiar format, Fu Qian instantly sighed.


This escort mission's greatest constraint undoubtedly lies in the urgency of time.


In a situation where the Pontiff's condition can't be confirmed, every single second of delay might lead to complete failure.


Yet, no matter how meticulously time is arranged, it still takes moments to execute.


At this point, it seemed he had a chance to strike back with overwhelming force.


The reach of the warehouse is truly extensive; even here, it can be found.


Senior Liliyana being able to hide in such a place and slack off is no easy feat indeed.


As a professional, Fu Qian had obviously considered leveraging the warehouse's authority to trace the past.


Particularly, although the reason remains unclear, the prior mission involving the World Within the Painting proved the warehouse's ability to influence this world.


Chapter 1257: Loss of Image (Part 1)