Chapter 1130: True Form

True Form

Dim light sprinkled down from the mouth of the well. With a burst of light rustling sound, a large amount of flying Red Paper drifted down from above, gradually intertwining into Chen Ling's figure at the bottom of the well.

After seeing the newcomer clearly, the listless Little White was suddenly energized, sitting up from the ground with a swish!

"Great King! You finally came back!!"

Chen Ling's gaze swept across the bottom of the well. Seeing Little Peach and the other two still sleeping soundly, his brow furrowed slightly:

"They haven't woken up yet?"

"No, there hasn't been any movement all day."

Chen Ling once again confirmed the physical condition of the three, and there really was no problem. Even after not eating for two days, their complexions were rosy. Compared to them, Little White was actually much more haggard.

Chen Ling took out a few steamed buns from his chest and handed them to his hand:

Seeing the few big steamed buns in his hand, Little White immediately began to swallow his saliva, but still asked carefully:

"Great King isn't eating?"

"I've already eaten, this is specially brought for you."

"Thank you Great King!!"

A smile surfaced on Little White's face. He directly picked up a steamed bun and started gnawing on it, as if he was already starving.

"Great King, have the Scarlet Heaven Cultists outside been dealt with? When can we go back?" As Little White ate, he asked worriedly.

"Soon..." Chen Ling raised his head, looking through the narrow well mouth towards the pitch-black night. "If there are no accidents, I can bring you back tonight."

Little White obediently nodded, as if to him it didn't matter whether it was early or late. As long as Chen Ling said something, he would do it. Chen Ling said he would bring them out tonight, then it would definitely be possible tonight.

Chen Ling didn't say anything more, but walked alone directly below the well mouth, looking at the dim starlight occasionally sweeping past overhead, in a daze.

There wasn't much time left until the Sacrificial Rite of the Scarlet Heaven Cult began, and Chen Ling's preparations were all properly arranged. But only Jian Changsheng and the others... He didn't know how he should face them when the time came.

He was no longer that former Chen Ling. Now he was Mockery, a part of the World-Ending Calamity. When he revealed his true form, it would scare babies into stopping their crying, and attract the hostility and pursuit of countless people.

Chen Ling could roughly guess that Jian Changsheng came looking for him to have him return to the Dusk Society, return to the Human Domains...

But, he could already not go back.

Little White silently finished eating the three steamed buns. Seeing Chen Ling standing there all alone, he hesitated for a long time, but still couldn't help asking:

"Great King... Do you have something on your mind?"

"... No."

"Oh..." Little White blinked. After a few seconds of silence, he spoke again, "If Great King finds it troublesome... we don't necessarily have to go out tonight. I can withstand hunger, and can also endure the dampness... It's okay to stay here for a bit longer."

Seeing Chen Ling's gloomy demeanor, Little White thought that saving the few of them had brought trouble to Chen Ling, therefore proactively explaining.

Chen Ling slightly turned his head and glanced at him, his gaze somewhat complex.

He let out a light sigh,

In the next moment, half of Chen Ling's body began to turn into fluttering Red Paper and scatter. Countless slender paper strips spread out from under his body like pythons, occupying every corner of this dry well... That human face also became flat, like an artificial graffiti painted on a page of paper, chilling and bizarre.

Dim starlight sprinkled from the well mouth, illuminating that Red Paper monster suspended in mid-air, plating it with a white edge. Chen Ling just turned around and transformed into his true form like this, and allowed it to expand and spread at the bottom of the well, arrogant, deceitful, making one's scalp numb.

Ultimately, a huge single eye opened from the center of the Red Paper monster like a sun, staring straight at Little White at the bottom of the well.

Little White was stunned,

The fear originating from his bloodline instinct made him stagger and sit on the ground, but his two eyes still stared dead-on at that Red Paper monster.

A hoarse voice like metal scraping transmitted from the monster's body:

"Tell me..."

"Seeing my true form... what are you thinking?"

Red pythons coiling, pages fluttering, a red cloud monster just quietly suspended in the starlight like this, like a monster from another world.

Little White blankly looked at it. Gradually, his originally trembling body recovered calmness. He just kneeled on the ground like this, his pupils gradually occupied by the figure of that monster Chen Ling... No fear, no disgust, at this moment on the young man's face, there was only the purest infatuation.

It was like an incompletely evolved mud dragon looking up at the sky and seeing a perfect white dragon soaring through the clouds and riding the mist. That was a creature's appreciation and craving for perfect evolution.

Little White stared blankly for a long time before murmuring:

"Great King's true form... is so pretty."

The pupil of the Red Paper monster slightly froze.

After a brief silence, all the Red Paper coiling at the bottom of the well began to shrink. The red cloud suspended in the air slowly floated to the ground, countless Red Papers overlapping, re-outlining the figure of a Red-Clad Performer...

Light, thin, and small Red Papers pieced together into Chen Ling's handsome face. As he turned his head to look at Little White behind him, two earrings silently swayed under the starlight.

At this moment, no one knew what Chen Ling was thinking,

His eyes seemed to melt into the clear broken starlight.

Unknown how much time passed, he slowly turned his head away, as if finding the answer, and spoke lightly:

"The human world, does not belong to Calamities... Only variants can accept variants."

"Teacher Ye..."

"Is this the reason you founded the Integration Faction..."

...

The night gradually thickened.

Dense figures in red robes began to busy themselves around the bonfire. They quickly built on the empty space using dry branches and stones, and faintly the outline of an altar gradually took shape.

Jian Changsheng and the other two shrank on the stone rampart right in front of the altar as if completely forgotten. Seeing this scene, their faces were somewhat anxious.

"They seem to be starting." Sun Bumian spoke in a deep voice.

Jian Changsheng slightly turned his head, softly calling towards the ground behind him:

"Senior Jack of Diamonds, Senior Jack of Diamonds? How is your tunnel digging coming along??"

The ground was quiet and soundless.

"Motherf*cker, could this guy have already secretly run away?!" Jian Changsheng tried several times in a row, and without getting Jack of Diamonds's response, couldn't help cursing.

Whoosh——!!

The bonfire behind the trio suddenly seemed to be irrigated by some kind of power. Suddenly the flames leaped to several meters high. The burning wave spread to the surroundings, roasting the backs of the Jian Changsheng trio boiling hot.

Shadows danced along with the swaying of the flames. On the road in the distance, the completely naked Archbishop carrying a Bone Club was leading the two red-robed Bishops walking towards here. The busy ordinary cultists immediately put down the work in their hands, avoiding to both sides to clear a path.

"Crap... If this continues, we really won't have a chance to run away!" Sun Bumian pinched the key of the stone lock with his fingertips, turning his head to look at Jian Changsheng and Jiang Xiaohua at the side,

"What do you say? Give it a shot??"