Chapter 1013: Requesting an Audience with the Red King!!

Requesting an Audience with the Red King!!

"I hope you are right." Chen Ling paused for a moment,

"If everything heads toward despair once again, it won't be too late for me to jump down from here then. At that time... I will drag the Silver King along to be buried with me."

Yao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

As Chen Ling took a step back once again, everything around him dimmed and disappeared, and his consciousness fell back toward his body...

...

In the hazy smog.

Chen Ling, who had fallen to the ground, slowly opened his pupils.

For some unknown reason, the moment Chen Ling opened his eyes, a wisp of inexplicable palpitation suddenly surged in the Silver King's body... It was as if in that short instant, he had already been killed once, and the surging World-Ending aura was like a ferocious giant mouth that had forcefully chewed him into pieces!

Has the Calamity of Mockery been born???

No, that's not right...

The Silver King looked forward in horror, only to see Chen Ling, whose four limbs had been severed, looking at him without a single trace of emotion... No anger, no resentment, no will to fight, and no desire to live.

It was like someone who completely despaired of the world and sought death, looking at the Silver King with a gaze of absolute indifference.

Clearly, Chen Ling was only at the Fourth Order, but the moment the Silver King met his gaze, for some unknown reason, he felt that the other party could crush him to death at any time... Moreover, this feeling was extremely strong!

Impossible... The Calamity aura hasn't appeared, which means Chen Ling's connection with the Calamity of Mockery isn't that deep. He's probably just bluffing.

It's just...

This guy's Acting is a bit too good.

After the Silver King realized that Chen Ling was only performing, his heart settled down, and he stepped forward... Almost simultaneously, Chen Ling's voice faintly sounded:

"Are you going to kill me?"

The Silver King froze. Chen Ling's tone when saying this sentence was as casual as if he were asking "Have you eaten?".

"Kill you?" The Silver King smiled slightly. "Right now, I won't kill you... After all, you have a World-Ending Calamity in your body. Even if I want to kill you, I have to wait until the most suitable time to do so..."

"Oh."

Chen Ling lay flat on the ground on his back. Looking at the smog overhead, he casually replied, his tone even seemingly carrying a bit of disappointment.

[Audience Expectation Value +3]

[Current Expectation Value: 60%]

Just now, when Chen Ling's Bewilderment was exposed, the Audience Expectation Value had been rapidly soaring the entire time, but Chen Ling simply had no time to look... Now, seeing the Expectation Value increase, his heart was completely unperturbed.

To a Thespian with a death wish in his heart, whether the Audience was expectant or not was no longer important. After all, even if they swarmed in to intervene in the Performance, it wouldn't be any different from Chen Ling taking a leap off the Stage.

The Silver King didn't mind Chen Ling's perfunctoriness. He looked at Chen Ling, who had completely lost any threat before him, and his eyes narrowed slightly...

A plan surged into his mind.

"You reminded me... The timing to kill you is very important." The Silver King raised his hand and waved it. Chen Ling, whose four limbs had been severed, just appeared in his palm out of thin air, his Great Crimson Theatrical Robe swaying in the wind,

"Not only will I kill you, I will also kill you under the gazes of all the Realms... At that time, the World-Ending calamity in your body will become our strongest weapon to destroy the Realms."

Chen Ling's initial assumption was correct. When the Silver King realized that Chen Ling could not directly establish a connection with the Calamity of Mockery, he would lose his most basic human rights and become the purest weapon...

As long as Chen Ling was killed at the most suitable time and place, the Calamity of Mockery in his body would inevitably come out, and that would be a devastating blow to the other Human Domains.

The Silver King casually stole away Chen Ling's remaining four limbs, and with a sway of his body, he disappeared from his spot.

...

The Clock Tower.

Ying Fu looked at the gradually dissipating dust in the distance and slowly withdrew his gaze.

Holding A-Qian's hand, he finally let go. The latter raised her head somewhat blankly, "Brother Xiao Li, are they done fighting?"

"... Yes, they're done."

"Who won?"

Ying Fu didn't answer. He merely glanced at the dim Realm shrouded in smog, and the blood-red clothes pinned dead on the distant city wall, a hint of helplessness flashing through his eyes.

After a long time, he gently rubbed A-Qian's head:

"From now on, everything will still be the same as usual... You know?"

Chen Ling failed to completely destroy the Fire-Stealers, and Hong Xiu failed to kill the Silver King... The sun failed to rise from the Wuji Domain, but was completely scattered instead, and despair shrouded everyone's hearts once again.

"Can I still not go out?" A-Qian asked aggrievedly.

"Yes, it's very dangerous outside."

"Brother Xiao Li... When will this kind of life come to an end?"

Over a dozen factory districts, hundreds of thousands of workers, the same thought arose in their despairing hearts... Coughing under the suffocating smog, they dragged their exhausted bodies and returned to their workshops like walking corpses.

After today, the chimneys in the factory districts would continue to burn, the radiation in the workshops would continue to be released, and those former hopes were thoroughly smashed to pieces, buried deep in everyone's hearts, as if everything just now had never happened.

The Rat Party, the Human Rights Union, figures with pale faces stood in the smog one after another, hazy and obscure, unable to see the slightest way out...

After an unknown amount of time,

Ying Fu finally answered slowly: "... I don't know, perhaps... it will be a very, very long time."

...

Beneath the lead-gray clouds.

A figure covered in wounds staggered forward along a rugged rocky mountain path...

Fresh blood dripped through his fingers onto the surface of the stone steps. The damaged baseball cap no longer had any shape to speak of. He panted heavily, as if the only thing left in front of his eyes was a towering mountain peak—that was the hope supporting him on this journey.

Step by step, step by step...

The mountain peak grew closer and closer before his eyes. When he took the final step, a barren rocky clearing entered his line of sight.

"Phew..."

An exhausted sigh drifted from the corner of Bai Ye's mouth. When he raised his head again, his pupils slightly contracted!

Not far away, atop a bizarrely shaped boulder, stood a child with White Ash smeared on his face, looking on coldly. The instant their eyes met, it was as if heaven and earth changed color because of it!!

That was an Oppressive Aura that even Bai Ye couldn't withstand. A terrifying killing intent, like the sky falling, poured out from the seemingly comical child, actually causing even the space on the rocky mountain to distort...

Those indifferent eyes looked down upon Bai Ye, like an aloof King looking down upon a wretched rat or bug crawling over.

Too strong...

Bai Ye had a premonition that the other party's strength was absolutely not inferior to Hong Xiu's. As long as the other party made a move, it would be absolutely impossible for him to walk down this mountain peak alive today.

Bai Ye didn't know who he was, nor did he know where he came from, but according to the information, this should be the entrance to the Ancient Vault of the Drama Path...

Gritting his teeth, he directly took out a Playing Card from his chest and pinched it between his fingertips.

Bai Ye took a deep breath, and using all the strength in his body, shouted toward the nothingness before him:

"Six of Hearts Chen Ling has met with disaster!! His life or death is unknown!!!"

"Dusk Society [Queen of Hearts] Bai Ye..."

"Requesting an Audience with the Red King!!!"