Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 2190: Chapter 2185: Spring Bird

It was still silent, but it wasn’t the wrong place.

Behind the door was indeed the space where the black pond used to be, with traces of destruction still vividly evident.

Because of the Frostburn version’s multitude of tendrils, the surroundings were cut smooth.

Including the pond beneath with Holy Relic rolling, after some renovation, it had instantly merged into one.

Even this sole one was now completely empty.

After the execution of the agent brother last time, although the stability of Rielertin wasn’t greatly affected, it did lead to the Holy Relic system being unattended.

Plus, not only a few were destroyed by me at that time, and to my memory, only the flexible skull remained—indeed in Lady Xia’s hands.

Beside the pond, the confrontation posture of two people was clearly visible, Xia facing this way.

Neither she nor the female giantess glanced this way.

As for the reason—

"I’m not very familiar with dream power, probably can pause for a minute."

The Witch, following behind, casually confirmed with Fu Qian.

Indeed, not only did they not glance, their current state was as if paused, not even breathing with open mouths.

Some changes in Rielertin were originally planned topics of attention.

So after noticing the intense communication between two giants, the Witch and I tacitly listened briefly.

The final glance was because the listening ended, temporarily no more meaningful content.

And the Witch reacted strongly, casually establishing a time stop barrier.

It seemed astonishing but not strange.

Having already demonstrated casually taking over the Nightmare, slightly operating on an ownerless land with an agent dealt with was truly normal.

Besides, considering this place’s privacy, the covering radius doesn’t need to be that large.

Fu Qian was curious about how the Witch intended to handle this place.

"It should be enough, let me take a look."

Without disappointment, ignoring the Holy Relic in Xia’s hand, the Witch was already walking to the pond the next moment, reaching out.

The thread-like ripples instantly became turbulent.

...

This commotion seemed familiar.

Fu Qian naturally had full confidence in the Pontiff, keeping an unblinking watch.

The familiarity was not random talk; agent brother seemed to exhibit similar disturbances.

Even amidst the whirling vortex, bizarre things emerged—this was rather peculiar.

The Witch’s control was reliable, within mere breaths, something did roll out from the black vortex, seemingly pulled by a force falling into her hand.

Palm-length, intertwined red and green colors.

A metallic small bird with lustrous colors, even visible was the place for the wind-up on one wing.

Unfortunately, much of the color had fallen off, exposing underlying cold metal and rust, making the pond truly resemble a rubbish bin metaphor, like toys discarded by children.

Luckily, though emerging from suffocating liquid, it bore no extra filth.

Even Fu Qian’s radar vision easily confirmed its Transcendent nature.

Obviously, this thing shared the same category as other Holy Relics of the Fallen Star Clan, a foundational existence of this grand Nightmare.

"It should be this, seems I wasn’t mistaken."

Fu Qian commented as the Witch meticulously examined the Spring Bird, finally nodding.

...

So, this was even an innovative plan? Previously unused.

From the Witch’s account, it was not difficult to discern she only inferred there was such a thing here, a first attempt operation.

The Knight of the Dark Moon wouldn’t question for it; the only felt was the Pontiff’s confidence.

As for deducing such a thing, it wasn’t hard to imagine.

The Pontiff knew this place beforehand, and even visited earlier, grasping its specific attributes straightforwardly.

For how the Witch intended to use this item, Fu Qian was more eager.

Clatter... clatter...

The next moment, however, the Witch toyed with it, genuinely trying to wind it up.

"Hold onto it."

She gestured for Fu Qian to place his hand atop.

Fu Qian obliged, yet with the spring’s twist, only an internal mechanism sound relayed, with no movement from the bird.

This thing seemed broken.

"It’s reached."

Despite large movements from people.

A peculiar scouring, wandering between Dream and reality, followed by a sudden brightening of light.

With the Witch’s reminder, Fu Qian raised his gaze, finding it was no longer the underground forbidden zone of the Fallen Star Clan.

In its place was an atmosphere lively, buildings bathed in light—even figures moving inside.

"Doomsday?"

Fu Qian glanced at a corner not too far, at the brown hair falling down a human back, turning to confirm with the Witch.

...

No doubt, a stark contrast to typical Doomsday scenarios.

Leytin also basked in sunshine, yet this atmosphere couldn’t compare.

While conversing, the figure facing away even started moving.

Alongside seemingly organized surroundings, combined building uniqueness, it felt like arriving at some ancient artisan workshop.

What it crafted wasn’t hard to discern.

At first glance, Fu Qian noticed not only several wooden rocking horses but also similarly crafted miniature houses.

All appeared as children’s toys, despite lacking the Witch’s Spring Bird, the styles matched.

Upon confirmation, Fu Qian felt he understood the Witch’s thoughts.

"Yes, this place is relatively special, I think it might be sensitive to your context."

The Witch indeed confirmed his suggestion, displaying empty hands.

"Knowing the location, crossing world space remains unstable, needing something to pinpoint."

Indeed... from the Nightmare to Doomsday, the Pontiff’s thinking was undeniably flexible.

Why could an object from a Nightmare aid in pinpointing "reality within Doomsday"?

Combining reasons behind Rielertin’s appearance, it’s easily understood; those items were made by Superior Beings to breach barriers, invading reality.

Its foundational strength corresponded to a scene post-Superior Being ravage, truly not unusual.

What happened to the Spring Bird?

Just pinning down, the Witch clearly wasn’t intending to destroy Rielertin, no need to extract such a piece directly.