Eldritch Horror Theatre

Right, Fu Qian had seen that object in Ariel's hands before.

Back in Dunis, when Camus—the identity he was playing—was afflicted with the Divine Blood Curse, a high-ranking member of the Origin Council had helped remove it.

The method used at the time was to transfer his will into a Small Doll, abandoning his original flesh and being reborn within it.

Both its size and design were identical to the one in front of him.

And the person who had performed that emergency treatment at the time seemed to be called "Crow Feather"?

Fu Qian recalled that particular name, along with all the information related to it.

The most peculiar aspect of it all was his special mode of existence.

According to previous deductions, he seemed like a figure who existed solely within cognition.

During the entire operation in Dunis, he had relied almost entirely on his colleague Wehle imagining him; he possessed no physical form of his own.

Thinking about it this way, he was almost kindred spirits with His Excellency Needle Witch.

Jokes aside, having a figure like Crow Feather participate in this operation was quite fitting.

Aside from his versatile methods for handling various situations, he was not easily exposed.

Beyond that, there was another major advantage: there was probably no need to worry too much about the negative influence of the Solitary King.

In the current situation, even the most optimistic person would find it hard to believe that the vessel could remain completely intact after the Descent of the Solitary King.

The fact that it could influence a Tier 2 like himself to such an extent already proved that portion of the Power of the Lone King.

By then, being unable to leave this place ever again would likely be a relatively minor side effect, and there was no telling what state one's will might transform into.

Crow Feather didn't seem to fear this, and at the same time, classmate Ariel's mental state possessed an innate advantage.

He wondered if there were other reasons for Ariel being chosen to do this, aside from that...

Fu Qian empathized with his old friend's plight, while the latter had already seated himself once more.

He quietly held the Proxy Bearer that had appeared out of thin air.

The Proxy Bearer, however, was not nearly as quiet; its dull eyes stared in his direction, and at a certain moment, thin streams of fresh blood actually trickled down from them.

Wherever the blood passed, it seemed to be dissolved by acid, causing the surface of the Doll to rapidly decompose and reveal the familiar white beneath.

Was it undergoing transformation as well?

Ariel taking out this item undoubtedly served some clever purpose.

Yet the change before his eyes was still somewhat astonishing. Did the Origin Council actually want to create a tripartite balance regarding the Solitary King's vessels?

More specifically, the exposed white portions of the Doll seemed to correspond one-to-one with his own body.

This was no unfounded association, because at that moment, Fu Qian could see what his own body looked like without even needing to lower his head.

Within his consciousness, there were startlingly two perspectives.

......

An involuntary consciousness transfer without consent? Could it actually be done to this extent?

Then bringing this item out right now truly deserved to be called ingenious.

It was a peculiar experience, but for Fu Qian, who had a certain grasp of the Proxy Bearer's nature, it was not difficult to understand.

While marveling at the effect, he couldn't help but praise the method chosen by the Origin Council.

It went far beyond simply breaking the two-to-one balance; this was clearly forcing him to make a move.

As a Tier 2, he could actually be forcibly connected to the Doll, and his will even automatically transferred inside it.

If left to run its course, it was very likely that the situation he had worried about upon their first meeting would occur—

The Origin Council would quickly acquire more information about him, and they could even directly inflict physical damage or disrupt his actions by manipulating the Doll.

All in all, if he did nothing and just kept staring like before, the situation would rapidly turn passive.

But what if he realized this and decisively struck back?

To be honest, the results would hardly be optimistic.

That was an entire Origin Council team. Even if their Combat Power couldn't take down a Tier 2 in the short term, they would still have little trouble escaping.

In fact, even in the best-case scenario, not only would a preemptive strike yield no results, but the persona he had painstakingly built up along the way would become contradictory.

Once the Night Watchers began to doubt the authenticity of his Ariel persona, they could use the opportunity to whitewash the matter of the Flame of Frenzy.

One could only say the scheme was truly brilliant; no wonder they had the courage of pulling chestnuts from the fire.

Of course, the core reason they were able to seize such an advantage in an instant was the heaven-defying effect of the Proxy Bearer.

The target this time was a Tier 2, which looked much stronger than when they had removed the curse for him.

As for how they managed it, Fu Qian didn't think these people were cheating—let's not forget the resonance between himself and Ariel.

Being fellow vessels of the Solitary King allowed him to easily track the other.

Yet, was there any possibility that this connection was also utilized by the Proxy Bearer?

Putting himself in their shoes, he certainly would have considered trying it.

And while Ariel was innocent, the people behind him were certainly no fools.

All in all, the problem lay before him: should he make a move or not?

Unfazed as he utilized the Doll's perspective, Fu Qian adjusted his posture the next moment, making himself sit even more upright.

At the same time, the Calamity Eyes slowly opened within that lofty power attempting its Descent.

......

You know nothing about true power.

He had to admit their reaction was quite fast; at that moment, Fu Qian could clearly see that the kingly aura growing rapidly on himself, Ariel, and even the Proxy Bearer seemed to have been paused.

The specific manifestation was that the skin stopped disintegrating and the white ash ceased its spread.

Clearly, although the Solitary King didn't seem to have strong subjective initiative, its survival instinct remained.

The authority belonging to the King of the Abandoned Prison was applied to his body, instantly triggering its alertness, and the Descent instinctively slowed down.

The dead end set by the Origin Council was built on the premise that the destination was rapidly approaching, but what if that destination couldn't be reached for a very long time?

Pulling the firewood from under the cauldron had always been this useful.

And given the precise choice of target, both the Origin Council and the Night Watchers would likely find it rather difficult to grasp the reason behind this development.

The Night Watchers still looked composed; now it was your turn again.

Noting the movement outside the window from the corner of his eye, Fu Qian remained silent, waiting for the Origin Council to make their next move—oh?

At that very moment, however, he saw the fluttering snow outside the window rapidly grow sparse.

And that wasn't the only change; the light dimmed accordingly, turning into a sky full of starlight in the blink of an eye.

The starlight didn't even need to pass through the windows; it shone directly onto his body.

For the roof had vanished along with the snowflakes.

Everything in the surroundings instantly transformed into lifeless white ash, changing shape in tandem.

In the blink of an eye, they seemed to be deep within a towering structure.

Solitary King Court?

Fu Qian naturally recalled a certain term mentioned earlier.

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