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 icy cold basement, faced with the sudden changes, Amila clenched her teeth, barely suppressing the urge to scream.


Her reaction was swift— the barrier she had dismissed earlier was immediately reinstated, enveloping the three of them.


But she quickly realized it was entirely unnecessary.


The grotesque creature that had been writhing menacingly on Anke's body had suddenly stopped moving, layers of White Frost forming on its surface.


Next to her, Reginald wasn't much better off, staring at the scene with a perplexed, complicated expression.


So, we were just a step away from the answer?


Our assumptions weren't wrong— sending him into the Nightmare truly led to unheard-of discoveries…


If only we had gone just a little further…


Yet, thanks to this guy recklessly inviting danger, the answer was lost.


"So, this is essentially the same Nightmare, just concealed too well?"


Chapter 1252: Strange Harvest