Chapter 930: Seeing Lou Yu Again

Seeing Lou Yu Again

On the empty, rainy street, four figures stood silently by the roadside, like sculptures. Only the hems of their clothes fluttered gently in the wind...

Ying Fu closed his eyes helplessly.

He had somewhat expected the fate of District 1. After all, a few days ago, the residents of District 1 heard rumors that the Philosopher's Stone was going to be refined in District 1 again. A-Qian's parents and the families of other children then joined forces with the wizards to desperately send them out of the Wuji Domain.

It was just unexpected that in just a few days, District 1 had truly become a living hell... Those children they had sent out were also buried in the Gray World. Only he and A-Qian survived.

The two of them should be the last survivors of District 1.

Chen Ling coldly swept a glance at the Silver King, completely unsurprised by the tragedy in the house...

He was someone who had personally experienced the disaster in the Red Dust Domain. At that time, if it weren't for the Lord of the Red Dust and Yao Qing stepping in, the entire Red Dust Domain would have been refined into the Philosopher's Stone. I'm afraid it was also because Lord Wuji suffered heavy damage in the Red Dust Domain and had nowhere else to refine the Philosopher's Stone to house his soul that he could only choose the nearby District 1 as a sacrifice.

It is said that a rabbit doesn't eat the grass near its burrow. The smaller the population within the Wuji Domain, the more insufficient the productivity. It seems that this time, Lord Wuji was also pushed to his limits.

"But there was truly no other way. Without the Philosopher's Stone, Lou Yu couldn't regain mobility... But this should be the last time I allow him to sacrifice the residents of the Wuji Domain. If he wants more Philosopher's Stones after this, he will have to figure out a way himself."

Ying Fu didn't care about the Silver King's explanation right now. His gaze was fixed on the petite figure standing blankly at the door...

Looking at the tragedy in the house, A-Qian's body trembled wildly. She stumbled backward, as if caught in a nightmare, her face incredibly pale.

Just as she was about to break down and scream, a sigh came from behind, and Ying Fu's hand gently patted her head.

A-Qian let out a muffled groan and fainted on the spot, falling into Ying Fu's arms.

"Poor child." An apologetic look surfaced on the Silver King's face. "There are people specifically making pastries in The Church. Perhaps eating a few more pieces of Apple Cake will make her happier... Of course, the taste of the Portuguese Egg Tart is also very good."

Although his expression was very apologetic, his tone was casual and peaceful. It didn't seem like he was expressing regret, but rather recommending the homemade desserts to Ying Fu and Chen Ling. Especially when mentioning the Apple Cake, a hint of pride flashed in his eyes.

"...Is that so." Ying Fu picked up the unconscious A-Qian and replied expressionlessly, "We still have to thank you."

"You're welcome."

The Silver King smiled elegantly.

The three continued forward. Along the way, they frequently saw figures charred to carbon, lying messily around the street, dragging long marks on the ground, exactly the same as the way A-Qian's parents died in the house.

The bizarre thing was that there were no signs of fire on the surrounding buildings and streets, as if the flames drilled out from within the human bodies and then vanished without a trace after burning the people to death... Was it some kind of large-scale witchcraft?

While Chen Ling was deep in thought, the Silver King's voice sounded again:

"We're here."

Chen Ling and Ying Fu looked up simultaneously. The outline of a massive church shrouded in shadows loomed faintly in the mist... There was no one guarding the outside of the church, nor were there any things related to the Fire-Stealers visible. It seemed like just an abandoned church that people rarely visited...

This was the Silver King's base camp in the Wuji Domain?

The three stepped onto the thick stone steps and stopped in front of the church's main doors. The floor-to-ceiling stained glass windows of the church radiated a hazy faint light outward, like a dream or an illusion.

But this light didn't bring Chen Ling the slightest sense of security. Instead, it gave him an inexplicable chill, as if some dangerous behemoth resided within this church.

The Silver King snapped his fingers gently, and the church doors slowly opened...

A magnificent corridor full of artistic atmosphere appeared before Chen Ling.

The resplendent corridor stretched to its end. The intricate frescoes on the sides and ceiling were engraved with the marks of time and history, dazzling the eyes at first glance. Anyone coming here for the first time would probably be shocked by the scene before them... In Chen Ling's cognition, the only place that could be compared with this place was that palace in the Floating Life Painting.

Chen Ling's expression was a bit weird. He looked at the plain church facade again. It felt like an entire Louvre had been stuffed inside the shell of an ordinary church!

What "Silver King's incorruptible church"...

Chen Ling and Ying Fu successively stepped into the corridor, walking toward the depths of the church. After pushing open another set of heavy doors, a figure appeared in Chen Ling's field of vision.

It was a man draped in Black Alchemical Robes. Complex alchemical patterns were engraved on the robes, radiating a faint glow. He stood in the center of the church pews, with a floating Mercury Moon right above his head.

Seemingly sensing the arrival of Chen Ling's group, the person tilted his head slightly, and a familiar face came into view.

Lord Wuji, Lou Yu.

The current Lou Yu was completely different from the Lou Yu who had invaded the Red Dust Domain. Not only had that lab coat symbolizing science been replaced by a mysterious Black Alchemical Robe, but the Philosopher's Stones between his brows had also been reduced to just one, and his expression was visibly exhausted.

"How does it feel to regain a body?" The Silver King's voice slowly sounded.

Lou Yu stared fixedly at him. The hand under the robe abruptly clenched into a fist, then helplessly unclenched...

"...Average. With only one Philosopher's Stone, it can't carry much power."

"The Philosopher's Stone refined in District 1 was just to let you have a body first. If you want more Philosopher's Stones, you can only go to other Realms to refine them... You cannot touch the Wuji Domain again."

"This Realm was supposed to be mine."

"It indeed used to be yours." The Silver King smiled. "But now, it is our shared Wuji... isn't it?"

Lou Yu didn't answer. His gaze swept over the three people before him. After seeing Chen Ling, his eyes narrowed slightly... Then he landed his gaze on Ying Fu and A-Qian, asking in a deep voice:

"Who are they?"

"I was just about to introduce you." The Silver King reached his hand out to Ying Fu. "This is the 'Emperor' of this era, Ying Fu... Oh, Ying as in Ying Zheng."

Then, he reached his hand toward Chen Ling. "You should have seen this person in the Red Dust Domain. The Fusionist of the World-Ending Calamity, the ultimate weapon capable of sweeping across the Human Domains and the Gray World Calamities... Mister Chen Ling."

Ying as in Ying Zheng?

Hearing these four words, the gaze Lou Yu used to look at Ying Fu instantly changed, having a magical feeling as if a figure from a history book had appeared in reality.

As for Chen Ling, Lou Yu didn't need his introduction at all.

Lou Yu, Chen Ling, and Ying Fu exchanged glances. The air fell silent once again.

The Silver King, Lord Wuji Lou Yu, "Emperor" Ying Fu, World-Ending Chen Ling... The four of them just stood together like this. No one spoke, and a bizarre atmosphere permeated the air.