Chapter 698

Ghost Mockery Legion

Come out.

The instant these two words left his mouth, Chen Ling's temperament seemed to have changed. Pairs of mocking scarlet eyes successively opened in the nothingness behind him... like a sky full of red stars, suspended above the seal.

This was not a conversation, but a king's command.

In the next moment,

The Ghost Mockery Abyss isolated behind the seal seemed to boil over. Countless shadow monsters scrambled to climb up from the bottom of the abyss, then desperately crashed against that thin seal!

Thud——!

Thud——!!

Thud——!!!

Following a giant shadow python crashing onto the crumbling seal, after an earth-shattering loud sound, the entire seal had completely shattered with a boom. Three giant shadows successively swept out from within the abyss!

They came from the Ghost Mockery Abyss;

Not too much time had passed since the Scarlet Heaven Cult caused a large-scale Gray Realm Convergence until now. Even though the Second Hall temporarily sealed all Convergence Points, it merely blocked the entrances, sealing off the Aura of the real world from drifting into the Gray World, not attracting more Calamities to enter...

But now, Chen Ling personally broke one of the seals, reconnecting the Ghost Mockery Abyss's Convergence Point with the real world.

Which is to say,

The Calamities of the Ghost Mockery Abyss were about to invade the Red Dust!

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Jinghong Theater.

A bloodstained green robe dragged a tired body, stepping onto the street.

Ever since entering the city, Li Qingshan had been shuttling back and forth between various streets. Along the way, he encountered several waves of Silver Phantoms. Using all his strength, he only killed three in total, but rescued over a dozen fleeing refugees.

Wandering around, he still returned to this street where the Jinghong Theater was located.

Perhaps because the Jinghong Theater was here, Li Qingshan always looked towards this direction from time to time. Even though he knew there was no one here anymore, his subconscious was still approaching the Jinghong Theater... He had his attachments here.

"Has it actually been destroyed to this extent... Don't know if the Jinghong Theater is intact."

Li Qingshan's gaze swept across the streets where thick smoke rose from all sides, muttering to himself,

"If the Jinghong Theater falls, how sad would that child be."

Li Qingshan said while tiredly walking forward. His footsteps rippled in the puddles, and the outline of the Jinghong Theater gradually became clear before his eyes.

Suddenly, as if seeing something, he abruptly stopped his footsteps.

Amidst the rain curtain in the distance, a youth was kneeling on the ground like a sculpture, his Soul Out of Body;

"...Baosheng?!!"

Seeing that youth clearly, Li Qingshan instantly exclaimed, quickly running towards there.

Hearing the familiar voice coming over, Kong Baosheng's dull eyes slightly jolted. He stiffly turned his head to look, seeing that Li Qingshan had already run to his side.

"Mister Li..."

"Baosheng, why are you here? Didn't you go to my house??" Li Qingshan's gaze swept across the surroundings, seeing thick smoke rolling in the shop ruins opposite, and the corpses of two Silver Phantoms displayed within,

"What happened here?!"

"Mister Li, Mister Li..." Kong Baosheng's body trembled uncontrollably. He opened his mouth wanting to say something, but didn't know where to start.

Boom——!!

After a ground-shaking loud sound, the Alleyway opposite the Jinghong Theater suddenly shattered.

Li Qingshan's heart jumped. He immediately guarded in front of Kong Baosheng, mobilizing all his Spiritual Power, vigilantly looking towards the direction where dust flew...

Massive black shadow outlines were drawn out from the smoke and dust.

They were even more massive than the Silver Phantoms, like moving small mountains. At the same time, pairs of scarlet eyes hung like lanterns, emitting a terrifying oppressive feeling.

Li Qingshan's expression was incomparably ugly.

Li Qingshan could feel that these monsters approaching in the smoke and dust, each one emitted a terrifying Aura. Even if he risked his life, he couldn't defeat a single one...

But, but when did such a monster legion pop out in the Red Dust Main City again?!

Just as Li Qingshan was sweating buckets, those numerous black shadows suddenly separated to both sides, making way for a spacious road... Their massive bodies squeezed the empty shops, slowly prostrating downwards, as if worshiping something.

A figure calmly walked through the rain curtain, slowly walking towards the Jinghong Theater.

That was a figure wearing a Great Crimson Theatrical Robe.

He hugged a young girl, both his hands and body soaked in blood-redness. Every step he took left a patch of scarlet in the rippling puddles;

The instant they saw that person, both Li Qingshan and Kong Baosheng widened their eyes in disbelief.

"Brother Lin?!!"

"Mister Lin?!"

Chen Ling hugged Huang Suyue's corpse, arriving in front of the two. Although Li Qingshan was extremely surprised by Chen Ling's appearance, when his gaze saw Huang Suyue, his heart jolted fiercely.

"Miss Huang... what happened?"

Before Chen Ling could answer, Kong Baosheng wiped his tears, speaking hoarsely:

"Miss Huang she... she didn't go to Willow Town. She bought a cart of Bread to fill the refugees' hunger, and also bought a cart of Explosives to set up traps, killing a large batch of Silver Phantoms... In the end, to protect the underground Shelter, she rushed into the trap, using herself as bait, and then..."

In his mind, Kong Baosheng seemed to recall that scene again, only feeling like his whole person was about to break down. He painfully prostrated on the wet ground, hammering the hard earth again and again!

"It was me... I personally pressed the Detonator, I killed Miss Huang!"

"Miss Huang was a good person, she treated me very well... But I... but I really had no choice..."

"It's all my fault!!"

"Blergh——"

Perhaps it was extreme breakdown and self-blame that made Kong Baosheng unable to help but dry heave. Rainwater slid down his cheeks, pattering onto the ground.

Li Qingshan was silent. Looking at Huang Suyue in Chen Ling's embrace, his heart had mixed feelings...

After listening, Chen Ling didn't speak. He just hugged Huang Suyue's corpse, stepping into the Jinghong Theater.

He arrived at the backyard. A Shadow Centipede offspring drilled out from underground, dug a neat dirt pit in two or three moves, then silently drilled back underground, as if it had never appeared.

That Great Crimson Theatrical Robe gently placed the young girl's corpse in his embrace into the dirt pit. After silently gazing at her for a long time, he picked up the shovel beside him, bit by bit turning the soil into a blanket, lightly covering the young girl's body.

During this process, he didn't speak, just quietly burying this young girl with his own hands, also burying that "like".

He was like a silent volcano suppressed to the extreme.

Ultimately,

Chen Ling slowly stood up. In his hand, only a bloodstained golden bracelet remained, and a revolver engraved with a rose.