Chapter 307: Beautiful

Om——!

A formless magnetic field instantly opened from outside the city, like a hurricane sweeping across Aurora City!

Chen Ling felt a burst of scorching heat sweep past his cheek. Following closely, was an even more severe icy cold... The aurora enveloping the sky above the city thoroughly disappeared. The cold wind originating from the Forbidden Sea, comprehensively blew into Aurora City.

"...It snowed?" Wen Shilin muttered to himself.

Chen Ling raised his head looking over, only seeing the sky that originally should be flowing with aurora, at this moment was actually shielded by snowflakes, slowly fluttering down in the cold wind... Different from the usually sharply-edged and clear-cornered snowflakes, the surface of these snowflakes was like a changing unpredictably particle mass, the shape of every minute and every second was not the same.

Even more strangely, these snowflakes... were black colored.

Chen Ling lifted his hand, catching a black snowflake. From within he felt a familiar Aura.

At this moment, Chen Ling as if returned anew to the Wisteria Coffee Shop. Cold frost covered the floor-to-ceiling Glass beside him. Opposite him, Lord of the Aurora was currently unhurriedly lifting a cup of steaming hot coffee, slightly smiling towards him.

"...Is Lord of the Aurora." Chen Ling raised his head looking towards the sky. "Lord of the Aurora's soul transformed into heavy snow, covering Aurora City."

Black snow was falling, aurora was rising;

Chen Ling blankly looked at this scene. He knew, what was falling was Lord of the Aurora's soul, and what was rising... was the salvation of Aurora City's three million residents.

Om——!!

A burst of rumbling transmitted from behind. Chen Ling turned his head looking over, only seeing that Realm Train stopped at the platform was currently whistling. Steam slowly rose from the pitch-black chimney. The outer surface of the train had already formed a layer of cold ice.

Along with the aurora disappearing, the Forbidden Sea's cold wave thoroughly poured into the city. The temperature at this moment plummeted anew. If the Realm Train still didn't leave, it possibly would then not be able to leave anymore.

"Mr. Wen, you..." Chen Ling turned his head just wanting to say something with Wen Shilin, suddenly blanking out.

Only seeing on Wen Shilin's eyelashes, it was already hung full of ice crystals. His face was pale as paper, only faint hot air still drifting out from his nose... Even so, those both eyes still infatuatedly looked at the black snow and aurora, as if fundamentally not hearing the train whistling behind.

Chen Ling's brows locked tightly. He pushed Wen Shilin, the latter's clothes surface dropping fine and broken ice dregs.

"Mr. Wen, you should go." Chen Ling solemnly spoke.

Wen Shilin was an Ordinary Person after all. Unlike Chen Ling who had Blood Raiment body protection, under such a plummeting low temperature fundamentally couldn't survive for long. If he still didn't board the train, he was going to be frozen to death alive.

Not until this time, did Wen Shilin recover his senses. He shiveringly stood up from the steps, the gaze looking towards the train somewhat complex.

"You also should go." Wen Shilin's peripheral vision fell onto the street.

Chen Ling blanked out for a bit. He turned his head looking back. Only seeing at the end of the street where black snow silently fell, three figures supporting black umbrellas, slowly walked towards here... They wore solemn and respectful black Suits, stepping on black leather shoes. The fierce wind blew their jacket corners up. At their chest areas, the black Playing Cards each exposed a corner of white characters.

[6], [7], [Q];

This was...

Perhaps it was Tan Xin and Lord of the Aurora's battle being too shocking, to the extent that everyone almost forgot, inside this city there was still the existence of the Dusk Society... They from beginning to end quietly lay dormant inside this city, quietly watching everything happen, only until this time then having some movement.

But Chen Ling didn't understand, the Dusk Society dispatching at this time, was wanting to do what?

The three people arrived before the station steps. Chu Muyun gently lifted the black umbrella brim. His face beneath the flying snow was clear and cold resembling an iceberg.

"[Six of Hearts]." He faintly spoke, "Time to go."

Hearing the three characters "Six of Hearts", Wen Shilin seemed to have thought of something. A stroke of surprise flashed in his eyes. He turned his head looking at Chen Ling, expression incomparably complex...

Chen Ling knew, the time of his own free movement ended. He and Wen Shilin looked at each other, slightly smiling,

"Very happy to work with you, Mr. Wen."

"...Me too."

Wen Shilin waved the Notebook in his hand. At the corner of the Notebook, a line of crooked and twisted characters had already been written. Looking like it was written in the freezing cold and frozen earth, every stroke was trembling——

"Investigative Reporter: Wen Shilin, Lin Yan"

"The "Aurora Daily", will forever engrave your name in memory... You are an outstanding reporter, Lin Yan."

Chen Ling saw that line of text, the corner of his mouth slightly rising up. He took a glance at the train on the platform. "Perhaps in the future in other Realms, we still have the chance to meet again. When the time comes, hoping to be able to get to know anew once... using my real name."

"En."

Chen Ling waved his hand towards Wen Shilin, straightly walking towards those three figures before the steps... His figure followed the three black clothes, gradually disappearing at the end of the road where heavy snow flew wildly.

Wen Shilin alone stood on the platform. He didn't turn around to board the train, but bent down touching around on Yan Shang's corpse for a while, taking out a second Train Ticket grasping it in his hand.

He walked down the steps, straightly walking towards the Alleyway opposite.

Within the Alleyway where black snow drifted down, a woman was currently holding a child, curling up before a basin of flames already extinguished for a long time. Her who had always been secretly looking at Wen Shilin, seeing Wen Shilin straightly walking towards here, immediately shrinkingly and coweringly lowered her head, not daring to look at him mutually.

"I remember you." Wen Shilin calmly spoke. "You are the family member of a victim of organ transaction... A few days ago, I came to interview. Do you still remember me?"

"Re... remember..." The woman's voice was incomparably hoarse, couldn't be heard too clearly in the cold wind.

Wen Shilin's gaze fell into her embrace. A seven or eight-year-old child was currently wrapped tightly and solidly, only exposing a small face outside. But at this moment an unnatural flush was also surfacing on this face, breathing also increasingly weak.

"...He is about to die." Wen Shilin spoke again.

The woman's body abruptly jolted. Both her hands holding the child increasingly exerted force, as if wanting to melt him into her own body... But even so, her own body, was also gradually losing sensation.

Right at this time, two Train Tickets were handed to her front.

"Take him away." Wen Shilin said,

"Leave here, take him to a warm place... Also, help me deliver this, into the hands of the officials of the next Realm."

The woman blankly looked at the Train Tickets in Wen Shilin's hands, seemingly still not reacting over. But along with the whistling sound inside the station ringing out anew, she then staggeringly stood up... She looked at Wen Shilin in disbelief.

"Benefactor, are you not going?"

"I'm not going... I want to be here watching this city, until the last moment."

The woman still wanted to say something, Wen Shilin then stuffed the Notebook and the Train Tickets into her embrace. "Quickly go, if you still don't go, the train is about to drive away..."

The woman seeing this, her whole person was moved to tremble up. She held the child falling to her knees on the spot, consecutively kowtowing three resounding kowtows towards Wen Shilin, then under thousand-fold gratitude, hurriedly ran towards the direction of the station.

Along with the train's whistling hum, steel wheels slowly crushed the cold frost on the tracks. Amidst the low clanking sound resembling thunder, spurting out evaporating white steam, driving towards outside the Realm...

Wen Shilin silently looked at this scene. His expression finally relaxed down, helplessly smiling.

He was not Tan Xin, also not Lord of the Aurora. He was only an Ordinary Person... What he could do for the Aurora Domain, for human continuation, was also only this matter.

Sky full of black snow silently fell from the air. Wen Shilin step by step, anew walked back onto the steps of the station.

He sat down on the highest step. Here, he could see more than half of Aurora City... He was like a baby about to fall asleep, slowly leaning onto the railing frozen into ice, blankly watching the city before his eyes.

He saw the aurora silently flowing, anew returning to the horizon. This city that was once bustling and lively for hundreds of years, was just like falling asleep quiet.

Click——

Wen Shilin pressed down the shutter for the last time, eternally recording down this picture frame.

His hand gripping the camera powerlessly hung down. Amidst this tranquility and serenity, his figure was gradually frozen into ice.

"Truly beautiful ah..."