Chapter 1370: Seeing the Aurora Again

Seeing the Aurora Again

A figure draped in the Great Crimson Theatrical Robe resembled a crimson meteor, streaking across the dim sky.

The howling gale brushed past Chen Ling's cheeks, blowing his pitch-black hair flying. Those scarlet pupils faintly swept over the surroundings. Among the thick cloud layers, several roaring fighter jets were shuttling in the distance.

This combat formation of fighter jets had been following closely behind him since just now. They had probably received orders from above to only monitor and track Chen Ling's movements, and not to approach and open fire easily.

Chen Ling didn't intend to get rid of them. Having these planes following him could constantly create a sense of tension, keeping the Audience Expectation Value maintained or even steadily increasing. Furthermore, he exactly wanted to actively expose his location, otherwise how would the subsequent contradictions erupt?

Seeing Chen Ling turn his head and smile at them from a distance, the several pilots instantly got goosebumps all over their bodies!

Having followed for so long, they simply couldn't figure out how this monster was flying in the sky. His existence seemed to completely violate the laws of physics, and his speed was incredibly fast. The most important thing was... he seemed to be able to see through what they were thinking.

This deadly oppressive feeling made everyone unconsciously tense up mentally, piloting the planes and always maintaining a self-perceived "safe distance" from Chen Ling.

After flying for a long time, auroras resembling ribbons gradually appeared at the end of their line of sight.

In the internal channel of the fighter jet formation, a pilot muttered as he saw the miraculous scene before his eyes.

The originally dim sky was now shrouded in cyan and blue auroras. From afar, it looked like a thin sea of light swaying and churning, making everyone who saw it momentarily lose their minds... A natural wonder that originally only existed at specific latitudes had actually appeared before their very eyes!

Even Chen Ling was slightly taken aback the moment he saw this aurora...

The aurora before his eyes gradually overlapped with the Aurora Domain in Chen Ling's memory. Those distant memories, like from a past life, reappeared in his mind little by little.

Chen Yan, Zhao Yi, Han Meng, Frost Street, Blizzard Train, Xi Renjie, Aurora City, Wen Shilin, Tan Xin, Hong Xiu... At that time, he was still just a little Enforcer who didn't even clearly know who he was. But precisely because he didn't know anything, amidst the bitter cold, there was instead a kind of confidence and calmness.

Memories were like a jar of old wine; the more it fermented, the more mellow it became. Now, taking a light sip, Chen Ling was somewhat drunk.

"To think... there would be a day to see it again."

Chen Ling looked at the silently swaying aurora and sighed heavily.

Beneath this breathtakingly beautiful sea of aurora, a scorched, dead silent city stood silently.

Chen Ling's figure gradually decelerated and landed in the center of this scorched city. Those few fighter jets then began to circle in the sky above, seemingly still monitoring Chen Ling... But the current Chen Ling no longer had the time to pay attention to them.

"I can't feel Yang Xiao's Aura... is he not here?"

Chen Ling's brows slightly furrowed. "What... exactly happened here?"

After hesitating for a moment, the Great Crimson Theatrical Robe slowly walked forward along the shattered streets.

This place looked like the coverage area of the second round of nuclear strikes. The buildings were already completely mutilated and shattered. Everywhere the eye could see were ruined walls and broken debris. The original skyscrapers were like gaunt skeletons stripped of their skin, standing lonely in the air...

Dust carrying excessive amounts of Nuclear Radiation danced in the wind. Not the slightest bit of vitality could be seen anywhere, the entire neighborhood dilapidated as if it were the end of the world.

Chen Ling's gaze fell on a broken wall. A humanoid black shadow was branded on the surface. It looked like the state after the body was instantly sublimated by high temperature, with a portion of the residue reflecting on the wall...

And black shadows like this almost spread all over the neighborhood.

With every step Chen Ling took, he could step on a few residue black shadows. Some looked like they were running, some looked like they were knocked to the ground in a crowd, and some were curled up together in pain. These residues covered every corner of the street, dyeing everything the eye could see black.

Just looking at the scene before him, Chen Ling could imagine what kind of living hell this place had turned into when the second round of nuclear strikes descended.

After circling around, Chen Ling could already confirm that there were no living creatures here, and Yang Xiao was not here either...

The existence of the aurora meant that Yang Xiao definitely hadn't had an accident. Since this was the case, where did he go?

After pondering for a moment, Chen Ling's gaze fell on the surging aurora.

Having possessed [Self-Reconstruction of Biomagnetic Fields and Consciousness Frequencies], Chen Ling could already sense the uniqueness of this aurora. Although an aurora itself was a kind of magnetic field change, in the aurora before his eyes, there clearly remained traces of biomagnetic fields... which was to say, "souls".

However, after Chen Ling carefully perceived it, he discovered that the souls themselves seemed to not be here either. This aurora shrouding the ruins was more like an "empty shell" left behind by the biomagnetic fields. The souls themselves seemed to have been taken away, only leaving a portion of lingering thoughts remaining here, existing in the form of a sea of aurora.

This kind of change, Chen Ling couldn't do... At least he, who only had two skills of the Lord of the Aurora, couldn't do it.

The only one who could do this was the true Lord of the Aurora, Yang Xiao.

The Great Crimson Theatrical Robe rose from the abandoned city and flew directly into the aurora. He slowly raised his hands and grabbed towards the void...

"Let me see... what exactly happened here."

Chen Ling closed his eyes.

Even if it was just an "empty shell," it should leave behind information from lingering thoughts. Chen Ling could communicate with souls, so naturally, he could also read a portion of the information within.

In the next second, chaotic images surged into Chen Ling's mind!

A black shadow dragging a trail of flames resembled the sword of Judgment, falling from the sky;

Within the already fragmented and shattered city, massive numbers of figures were madly fleeing. And behind them, a figure bathed entirely in a faint aurora was rising into the air several meters off the ground, staring dead at the black shadow falling from the sky, roaring furiously. His hands grasped the void as if wanting to alter its landing point...

Behind that aurora figure, he seemed to be protecting a woman dressed in simple and elegant clothes. She stared blankly at the figure trying to hold up the entire sky, her eyes full of disbelief.

In the next image, that aurora figure seemed to shout something. Among the civilians fleeing in all directions, a portion of them directly changed direction and ran towards the aurora figure. Amidst the chaotic crowd, they raised their palms, reaching out to the aurora figure like drowning people yearning for help. Some parents among them even directly picked up infants in swaddling clothes and handed them towards the aurora figure... They were praying that this god-like aurora figure could help them escape this catastrophe.

And then, the black shadow crashed into the center of the city.

Blinding firelight swept across heaven and earth. The images in Chen Ling's mind completely turned pale white...