Chapter 1055: Chapter 1053 Blind Eye (19) Chapter 1055: Chapter 1053 Blind Eye (19) There was no response.
Until Fu Qian made his way to Brother TP’s side, not a thing stirred in the entire expanse of complicated patterns, just a silent, watchful gaze.
Sacrificing five Second-Dimension Zombies to simultaneously take out both the Sage and himself was acceptable.
But using this trump card to only kill himself, the Holy Grail seemed unwilling to make such a deal.
This situation wasn’t too surprising.
In fact, Fu Qian had already thought of a way to deal with this unseen deathtrap long ago.
The simplest method could be found right before his eyes.
Enter in succession, open the passage, and then ensure that there was only one person in the chamber at any time.
As long as the Sage Old Master, with the capability to counteract with Insight, stayed behind, then at worst it would just mean sacrificing a few sacrificial pawns.
It was clear that the Sage was of the same mind, except his chosen sacrificial pawns included not only Fu Qian, a suspicious character, but also a potentially higher being lurking in the shadows.
I don’t care what your purpose is, but the Holy Grail naturally repels being recognized by anything, and I have pushed you directly in front of it.
What a grand scheme and bold stroke!
…
Was it the Starfall Beast’s blood that was used to draw this? The name seemed quite fitting.
Drawing his gaze away from the dome, Fu Qian pondered, then patted Brother TP on the shoulder.
The face that slowly turned towards him still had a vacant stare.
His will had been destroyed once again by the infusion of information.
With no change in expression, Fu Qian casually removed the Gold Shield and slung it on his arm.
The team members standing at the entrance didn’t rush him for this action.
Of course, Fu Qian didn’t dawdle either, and in the next moment, he directly approached the statue.
He even chose to stand exactly where the Sage Old Master had stood the last time.
The others showed little reaction, but the Sage Old Master seemed even more pleased.
…
“Tap above the left knee, there are two discontinuous cavities, find them by tapping.”
The Sage didn’t hesitate to give instructions the next moment.
An honest share.
Recalling the old master’s actions from last time, Fu Qian silently agreed he indeed had been searching for something above the left leg.
Immediately, Fu Qian extended two fingers and began to tap upward in succession, spacing each tap about half a palm’s width apart.
Soon, two distinctively odd sounds came through, as if there were special cavities below.
Marking both positions with his fingers one after the other, Fu Qian looked back at the Sage.
“Tap them in the order I mentioned, with precise intervals in between.”
The latter, without hesitation, began to tap the Void, while uttering a series of special rhythms with his mouth.
It even sounded like a string of binary code, truly an ancient and wise way to open a door.
And such generous sharing, the old master was indeed striking quite the pose!
Amidst the admiration, Fu Qian turned back, his fingers danced, accurately tapping at the two positions in succession.
He quickly understood why the Sage emphasized maintaining the rhythm.
Each time his fingers struck down, a strange Echo seemed to ripple from within the statue and swiftly intertwined with the rhythm that followed, creating an unusual cadence.
Quietly resisting this interference, Fu Qian steadily completed the entire sequence.
The next moment, the interconnected rhythms within the statue seemed to subtly fuse into one.
Was that–a cry?
It sounded synthetic and soulless like a synthesized voice, but it was clearly a woman’s cry.
It matched the sculpture’s design.
Clicking his tongue in wonder, Fu Qian patiently waited a few seconds.
The eye above remained motionless, and the crying sound finally began to weaken.
Boom!
A heavy friction sound eventually came.
Fu Qian followed the stone statue, slowly starting to rotate counterclockwise.
And when it stopped again, a spiral staircase had appeared where the stone statue’s feet originally stood.
“Good.”
The praise from the Sage carried no emotional tone; it was hard to say if he found the current situation ideal or not.
“The Bell Tower Hall where the Holy Grail is stored is below, you go in first.”
After the instruction, the Sage turned to look at the three companions, Ice.
“Wait here for my signal before you proceed, and remember, only one person can come in at a time.”
That guy goes in, and we wait outside?
Just as the path ahead had seemed to open smoothly and the three were eager to try, this command caused their emotions to fluctuate greatly.
Unfortunately, the Sage didn’t give them a chance to argue, having already walked directly into the statue room.
The eye above still showed no reaction, and under instruction, Fu Qian had already traversed down the stone stairs.
…
It looked much cleaner, lacking the disorderly eyes outside.
But the question was, why call it the Bell Tower Hall?
This place seemed to be deeply buried underground.
Amidst his puzzlement, Fu Qian didn’t wait for the Old Master at all and proceeded straight down the only path.
At the bottom of the spiral staircase was a straight corridor, and Fu Qian arrived at the end to find a hall similar to the one above, illuminated by the light in his hand.
And, at the position corresponding to the stone statue, a stone platform engraved with strange symbols held a half-human-height “cup.”
The Blind Eye Holy Grail?
Quite fitting, but isn’t the design a bit too exotic!
His light shone on the stone pedestal as Fu Qian scrutinized his target closely.
Firstly, it certainly shimmered with gold, but it didn’t quite look like real gold, nor did it seem metallic.
And the whole, human-height cup was essentially a huge head, although its form could be called deformed, the facial features were vaguely visible.
Of course, these features were arranged in an eerily twisted way, similar to the faces of the two teammates, lost in the riddle, just one look could induce dizziness and the urge to vomit.
But even though the two eyes were completely asymmetrical, the handles on either side of the cup, fashioned in a strange twist, fit exactly like arms covering above.
“It’s marvelous, isn’t it?”
Just then, a quite intoxicated sigh came through, and the Sage, having already arrived, was entranced by the Holy Grail.
“Why didn’t you go in? Do you have any doubts?”
And after his expression of appreciation, he sized up the first contributor with a profound tone.
“I am indeed considering a question.”
Knowing that the Old Master’s suspicions about him hadn’t lessened in the slightest, but such a question could hardly stump Fu Qian.
“That is why this place is called the Bell Tower Hall… Of course, by now, I have somewhat figured it out.”
As he spoke, Fu Qian looked up toward the ceiling.
It was no longer the stone covered with eyes on the outside; now there was a huge clock there.
At a glance, its structure seemed incredibly complicated, and beneath the hands, dials of various sizes overlapped in a special way.
The material did seem to be real gold.
The only problem was that it seemed to be broken.
Amidst his silent assessment, Fu Qian took a step forward, entering the Bell Tower Hall.
[Mission Complete]
[Current mission has been updated, to become the only anchor point for the Blind Eye Holy Grail.]