Chapter 700

Fear, grief, and sighs.

One moment he was a madman charging wildly onto the stage, the next he was in the North Pole watching the apocalypse and the devil clink glasses, snapping awake again to find himself locked in a restraint chair, surrounded only by that paper-doll girl with white-gold hair.

The ball of rage trapped in his chest, with no outlet.

It was burning the last remnants of faded memories clinging to the individual known as "Lu Mingfei" or "Number Zero"—stories that had already happened and those that never had the chance to.

In the end, the cold throne stood empty.

Lu Mingfei, emerging from the cocoon, instinctively opened his mouth, and his parched throat uttered ancient Dragon Script; the tide of sound stirred the world's laws, rising and falling in waves.

The manga, stored in his inventory and used just yesterday, turned into streams of light along with the cocoon and was absorbed by Lu Mingfei.

In a daze, spiritual vision filled every eye.

Golden tree shadows were branded onto the youth's body; its canopy buried deep within glaciers, its roots piercing the heavens. The Father of the Gods, deep within his golden palace, lifted his half-dragon-faced visage and gazed at the boy growing dragon-bone wings before him.

"Just one step left," Lu Mingze cradled Lu Mingfei's face and smiled brightly: "Eat me, brother."

The Dao Fruit came from Lu Mingfei, whom Lu Mingze had personally placed upon the supreme throne.

The two fused everything in their lives; their essence had already returned to "Number Zero." Now, to perfectly contain all the power accumulated over a million years, they must also overlap with the future.

"You won't be sad—I'll take all your sadness away."

"You won't miss me, will you?"

"You already have more now. You won't be alone anymore."

Lu Mingze sat atop Lu Mingfei, behind them a vast setting sun, its light bathing the palace where black tree roots hung from the ceiling.

"." Lu Mingfei fell silent briefly, then lifted his gaze to lock onto the boy: "I don't do that shit. Fuck off!"

He kicked Lu Mingze off the throne, and everything collapsed rapidly; as Lu Mingze fell, he smiled.

Petals from century-old cherry branches around the shrine were blown away by the wind.

Lu Mingze brushed the dirt off his clothes as if nothing had happened and said calmly: "Compared to me, your little brother, do you still prefer your sister?"

"If you don't want this gift, I wouldn't mind dressing myself in Lolita style and packing myself into a Christmas-wrapped box."

Lu Mingfei, also fallen to the ground, leapt up, grabbed Lu Mingze by the collar with one hand, and pulled Hui Liyi along as he walked away from the crowd.

"Didn't succeed?" Qin Shi Huang mused.

"The remnants of the old and the newborn soul—only through fusion with decay can the sole path emerge at the moment of destruction. So that's how it is. Indeed, this has been quite the show for this king." Gilgamesh crossed his arms and nodded.

Wait a minute—what the hell are you guys explaining here?

Su Lin turned to look at them, but even Tenzan Lixiang wore a solemn, heavy expression.

"Being invited to attend the Sword Sect's wedding is only one part." Qin Shi Huang said:

"Li Jiatu asked us to witness his return to the supreme realm. That's why we've united from afar, bringing him here in advance."

"The residual souls left behind during the Cataclysm of Destruction wander outside; the main soul, reborn, refuses to accept the past, and thus remains incomplete."

"But what we just saw—did Nidhogg, even after fusion, still lack something?"

"That's what he told you?" Su Lin tilted his head.

Don't you all see how many plot holes this is? Didn't Loki even object in your group chat?

Aha leaned in and whispered in his ear: "My lord, I report—'Mystery' had a hand in this too."

"." Su Lin understood.

In this group chat of sadistic bastards, the others had all helped write this history.

Sensing Su Lin's gaze, Loki spread his hands, looking innocent:

"I've known him for ages on another timeline—even though he entered illegally and his goal was to seduce Nico Minoru, I still owed him a small favor."

So you didn't just send him off on purpose—you helped him use his life to perfect this fucking devourer concept?!

No wonder this bunch stuck together.

Su Lin really wanted to drag Old Lu up and beat him, then shove a witch's potion into Su Tuoni's hellish scene—but he glanced over at Lu Mingfei, standing on the rooftop like he was starring in a teen angst drama, and silently shook his head.

That guy's self-destructive tendencies weren't new.

When Su Lin sent out 【Nancy's River】, he'd anticipated this day—but never imagined it would come at this moment.

The bill now falls on Lu Mingfei.

He turned around and signaled Li Huowang to stop beating "Zhao Lei."

The Moon People soldier had long since shed his parasitic state and was no longer human in form.

"So what's the situation over at your Moon Capital?" Su Lin asked, puzzled.

"."

After regaining her composure, Watazumi Fengji paused, glanced at Yuyin Yonglin, then said: "Huiye must return with us to the Moon."

As for the matter of this "Hun Tian Di," it's too complex—we must first report to the Moon King.

【It's fine. Playing outside with Su Lin-sama was so joyful, I'm willing to do anything. This is the freest time of my life—never before, never again.】

Hui Liye of Penglai stepped forward timidly, holding a small notebook.

Tears welled in her eyes as she smiled silently, slipped eye drops into her sleeve, waved goodbye to Su Lin, and turned the page:

【To see the outside world, one must pay a great price. Hui Liye has always known that.】

Logically, Huiye bears one-third of the blame for Old Lu's death today.

That guy probably planned to use his life to set up a few jokes, then pick a better day to reveal them—but seeing Hui Liye's antics, his Dao heart shattered, thought it pointless, and decided to just end the play right here.

"A friend has already left us today. To have such a thing happen on a rare festive day is rather dreary," Su Lin said calmly.

"This is not the Heavenly Realm. Please do not interfere in Moon Capital affairs," Watazumi Fengji said, clearly pained.

She knew that in the Heavenly Realm, where immortals and celestial beings dwell, there was a Hun Tian Di—but this deity's image was too mysterious, and he had not appeared in many years, so the Moon Capital had no detailed intelligence.

But why would he be connected to Huiye…

"Didn't you just say you were going to drag this filthy Earthling back?"

Su Lin stretched out his hands with a faint smile.

Qin Shi Huang's gaze turned cold as he said, "If Hun Tian Di desires war, we are willing to join the campaign."

This has nothing to do with loyalty or displays of deference; after the previous campaign against the Abyssal Wreckage, the Spirits had internally accepted Su Lin's identity as the 'Primordial God,' indifferent to the influence of the 'Reversed Position.'

To publicly insult one's own creator deity is to trample the dignity of all living beings underfoot.

Immediately, the waiting warships entered charging mode at Qin Shi Huang's signal, and golden ripples surged behind Gilgamesh.

Although Mianyue Yiji on the Moon Capital's vessel showed no fear, she furrowed her brow, puzzled by where this force had emerged from—Earth and the Fantasy Realm, both under constant surveillance.

"Angels?" Watazumi Fengji blinked in surprise.

Joan of Arc and other Church Saints had already manifested in their Holy Spirit forms and charged out; had they not hitched a ride unaware of the outside situation, they should have appeared first during the audience.

"Watazumi Fengji, stop and listen to me," Yuyin Yonglin stepped forward, sighing. "Princess too—please stop playing around."

"Hmm." Himekami tucked away her small notebook. "I merely missed my two sisters so much, I was joking."

Hearing the term "sisters," Watazumi Fengji's expression shifted noticeably, uneasy.

"Could you all, for my sake, calm down a little?"

When the attending physician spoke thus, there was no objection—especially since Yuyin Yonglin was the teacher of both Princess Watazumi Fengji and Princess Yiji.

Su Lin noticed the city patrolman tossing the Yin-Yang Jade in his hand, eager to act; he told Qin Shi Huang to relocate himself and the entire 'Chaldean Fleet' to the newly built miniature world on Sunday.

Whether to host or repatriate these "Chaldean Servants" was now Weigong Shilang and Lu Mingfei's problem—and he

"Your Majesty, didn't you promise there wouldn't be many?"

A golden-haired old woman with a false smile poked her head out of the gap.

"Don't you think calling a young girl such an impolite term undermines your dignity?"

"Did I say it out loud?"

"You did~"

Kagami Shizu opened her folding fan, squinting in reply.

If one looked past her well-proportioned upper body, one could see a 'Lan Lan Lu' bound to a track, crushed under a passing train.

Yes, this was precisely the problem Su Lin Mr. had to deal with—how to cover it up.

"Forget it. No major issues will arise in the short term," Kagami Shizu suddenly slumped. "I'll overlook this breach of contract—consider it a gift to the two newcomers."

Is Shizumai unusually easygoing today?

"Oh, don't call me 'Shizumai'~" Kagami Shizu's demeanor shifted, smiling sweetly. "Since the wedding is being held at the Hakkai Shrine, wouldn't it be fine to have more guests from the Fantasy Realm?"

"Your side has gotten too lively—everyone's become curious."

"Fine," Su Lin nodded.

Kagami Shizu called over her shoulder: "Yuyuko~! You can go eat now!"

A pink-haired ghost girl poked her head out, eyes sparkling like stars, followed by a white-haired girl behind her.

Sorry, Weigong—it's still your problem in the end.

By the way, Chaldea's current 'Wang Wei' is probably multiplying geometrically.

"Please be careful not to cause any more trouble. By the way," Kagami Shizu paused, asking, "won't the number increase so extravagantly again?"

"Not likely," Su Lin said.

Upon receiving the answer, Kagami Shizu and Su Lin exchanged polite pleasantries, then pulled open a gap and vanished, leaving behind only Xigongsi Yuyuko, who stood motionless, maintaining a dignified posture as she repeatedly swallowed.

"Su Lin, when's dinner?"

"Soon."

Su Lin turned his gaze to the white-haired swordswoman beside her; she flinched, eyes alert.

"Hunpo yo Meng?"

"I'm Yaomeng."

She instinctively stepped back half a pace.

Su Lin guessed the situation and reassured her: "Don't worry—I'm not interested in boys."

"You!?" Hunpo Yaomeng's face flushed red, yet she still trembled as she stepped in front of Yuyuko.

Fine, this adorable one is definitely a boy.

"Have the White Jade Tower folks arrived too?" Himekami walked over.

Su Lin relayed what Kagami Shizu had just said.

"That BBA," Himekami's lip twitched; she pulled out a newspaper. "This appeared on the Moon Capital—Crow Tengu's newspaper distribution doesn't reach this far. Guess who did it."

Is it still possible to launch the third Lunar War for the Fantasy Realm and run away?

Su Lin turned to look at the two sisters standing before Yuyin Yonglin; their expressions shifted from stunned to twisted, their killing intent growing.

"This is what they call picking up a stone only to drop it on one's own foot," Himekami mocked Kagami Shizu:

"Even Kagami the Old Hag didn't expect an entire civilization's Spirits to suddenly appear in the Fantasy Realm. Even if she had ulterior motives, the current situation has exceeded her expectations."

"She was scheming against the Eternal Pavilion, which Yuyin Yonglin anticipated—but she never imagined this spectacle. Probably, during the last Lunar War, she dug up the rumor that the Moon King is a sister-fanatic."

"Seeing her scheme about to be exposed, she's looking for a face-saving exit."

That old hag, Kagami.

Su Lin spotted a blind spot: "What does the Moon King being a sister-fanatic have to do with this?"

"Hmm, that brings us to why, despite being a Moon Princess, I'm not called Mianyue Himekami," Himekami shrugged.

"Are you alright?" Su Lin noticed the Mianyue sisters' faces twisted with obvious conflict—likely debating whether to take Himekami back.

After all, according to current knowledge, the Moon Capital had previously turned a blind eye to Himekami's behavior out of respect for Yonglin, pretending not to know she was here.

Now, the matter had been dragged from secrecy into the open.

"Will you take me on a grand escape beneath the moonlight?"

"No."

Su Lin did not need to think to give his answer.

"An emotionless man." Higan waved her hand, then suddenly paused, squinted, and whispered close to Su Lin's ear, her side face half-covered:

"I previously got some special aphrodisiac from Xiao Yan."

"If we secretly capture evidence of their secrets, then getting me back to the Moon Capital—"

"Both of them are married women. They're rare character types that could expand the Fantasy Land Paradise project. Consider it?"

Watazumi Fengji and Yiji, the two sisters, visibly flushed and paled by turns.

After all, Higan's volume was no different from using a loudspeaker.

"Just a joke. Leave it to Yuyin Yonglin. Let them stay in Fantasy Land for a few days."

Higan chuckled twice. At that moment, Lu Mingfei happened to pass by nearby; she gave him a long, piercing look.

"Have you ever thought about it?" she asked Su Lin curiously, sending a message through the chat group: "Our situation."

"What?" Su Lin felt no misunderstanding.

"Why are some people in this group not the protagonists? If we're talking about Fantasy Land, the real protagonist should be that Red and White over there, not me."

"Why?"

"Perhaps only we survived."