Chapter 1457: Tears of the Red King (I)

Boom—!!

The lake in the Ancient Treasury of the Chang Dao was now surging with waves. The figure draped in the red-bottomed, black-patterned opera robe stood blankly in front of the coffin, feeling as if his scalp was about to explode!

"You are A-Yan..."

"No... you are the A-Yan of the previous world!!"

Chen Ling knew very well that the Chen Yan of this world was already dead, having died on that rainy night along with his brother Yao, because the human body he was currently using was Chen Yan’s... except he was using Yao’s face.

Since that was the case, the Chen Yan before him absolutely did not belong to this world... He came from the previous world before the restart.

If the world Chen Ling was in was called the "Fifth Generation World" restarted by the Fifth Generation Red King, then the Red King Chen Yan before him came from the "Fourth Generation World" restarted by the Fourth Generation Red King... He came from the Fourth Generation World and started the Fifth Generation World, which led to the later Chen Ling.

"How could it be like this..."

"How could it be like this???"

Chen Ling looked down at the face skin he had torn off. He could feel that this face skin contained many of the Red King’s memories...

This was the reason the Red King had called him here.

He had hidden the truth of everything,

in this face skin.

Chen Ling tremblingly raised his hand and slowly pressed this face skin onto his own face...

The next moment,

memories unfolded before Chen Ling’s eyes like a movie disc from the Ancient Treasury of the Opera Dao!!

……

My name is Chen Yan.

I was once the Heart of Hearts 6 of the Twilight Society.

I am the Red King of the Twilight Society who restarted the world once,

and a Demigod of the Opera Divine Dao.

I am...

the Fifth Generation [Nameless Actor].

……

Boom—!!!

Pale lightning flashed across the ink-like clouds.

Rain poured down wildly, and the thunderous rain, like the wrath of gods, drenched the muddy earth. In the reflection of the layered ripples in the puddles, a young figure in an opera robe was running rapidly along the street.

At the same time,

in the void behind him, Chen Ling slowly opened his eyes.

Seeing the familiar streets of District 3 and the familiar back of the running youth, Chen Ling’s heart trembled slightly...

"Is this... the Red King’s memory?"

Chen Ling’s perspective followed closely behind the youth.

"Dad, Mom! It’s raining hard outside!"

The youth’s opera robe was soaked through. He ran under the eaves of a house and finally stopped, panting, as he opened the door.

The cold wind of Aurora City drilled through the open door crack, causing the kerosene lamp on the table to sway slightly. In the dimly lit living room, a couple looked at the door simultaneously, their expressions somewhat nervous...

"A... A-Yan is back?"

"Quick, sit down."

Chen Yan walked into the house and immediately saw the cake with a candle on the table. He was startled at first, then his eyes brightened visibly!

"Mom, what day is it today? Why are we having cake?"

"Today... is the day your brother is about to have surgery."

"Brother is having surgery?" Chen Yan said with pleasant surprise. "Did he finally find a matching heart?!"

"...Yes."

"That’s great... that’s great! This way, once he recovers, he can go to the school performance to watch me sing!"

Chen Yan’s eyes were as bright as stars.

Seeing this scene,

Chen Ling in the void frowned tightly...

It seemed that the story development of this world was exactly the same as in his memory.

His brother Yao suffered from a congenital heart disease and had little time left. Chen Yan, the child they had picked up, became the target of his foster parents... On this night, they would kill Chen Yan with their own hands, strip him of his heart, and send it to their biological son Yao for surgery.

But they didn't expect that the group of organ traffickers would not only steal Chen Yan’s heart but also steal all of Yao’s organs, finally burying them together in a mass grave.

In the Fifth Generation World, which was Chen Ling’s world, it was the Red King who appeared at the mass grave, saved the heartless Chen Yan, and stuffed the Mocking Disaster—himself—into Chen Yan’s body... Then, at Chen Yan’s request, the Red King used his ability to tamper with the identities of Chen Yan and Yao within District 3, allowing Chen Yan to eventually live on as his brother.

In this Fourth Generation World before the restart, how would everything develop?

Under the gaze of his foster parents,

Chen Yan happily finished the cake on the table.

His eyelids seemed to grow heavier and heavier. He, who had been talking to his foster parents about things at school, began to ramble incoherently, and finally collapsed onto the table.

Thump—

The lamp on the table swayed silently.

"I'm sorry... I'm really sorry." He heard his foster father Chen Tan whisper. "Yao’s illness needs a heart... You’re willing, right?"

Chen Tan pulled out a sharp axe he had prepared from under the chair. His foster mother couldn't bear to look and turned her head away...

Just as Chen Tan was about to reach Chen Yan,

the door was suddenly opened.

Creak—

Cold rain swept in with the cold wind, pouring into the dilapidated living room.

The foster parents, who were about to strike, froze.

Chen Ling was also somewhat puzzled.

At this point in time, no one should have appeared at the door... Chen Ling looked back, and the next second, he froze in place.

The dim light reflected the night scene on the street. Between the swaying wind and rain, a figure draped in a black-purple opera robe, wearing a ferocious Nuo mask on his face, stood outside the door, his sharp and complex gaze fixed on the room.

Nuo?

How could there be a Nuo in this era??

Chen Ling was all too familiar with the aura of Nuo on that figure. He looked at the strange figure before him, his eyes filled with confusion...

The only Nuo Chen Ling knew was Shen Nan... But he was certain that the person before him was definitely not Shen Nan.

This was a character who had never appeared in the Fifth Generation World.

Could it be...

"Who are you? What are you doing at my house?" Chen Tan was extremely panicked now. He hid the axe behind his back and pretended to shout angrily.

The Nuo opera figure gently raised his hand, and a terrifying aura directly knocked the foster parents unconscious to the ground.

He walked slowly into the room,

gently picked up the unconscious Chen Yan,

and then turned and walked into the night rain without a word.

Chen Ling’s perspective followed the unconscious Chen Yan, and also followed this mysterious Nuo opera figure, traversing the torrential night rain... But there seemed to be a force around this Nuo opera figure that directly diverted the rain. No matter how heavy the rain was outside, neither he nor Chen Yan in his arms got a single drop on them.

That was the power of a Ninth-Order Demigod.

I don't know how much time passed,

Chen Yan’s eyelashes fluttered, and he opened his eyes hazily in his arms.

Chen Yan was still under the influence of the drug, feeling dizzy. He didn't know what had happened or why he had suddenly appeared here... The first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was that ferocious Nuo mask in the rainy night.

"Who... are you?" Chen Yan asked, half-asleep and half-awake.

The Nuo-masked figure lowered his head slowly.

He looked at Chen Yan in his arms, and the corners of his mouth under the mask curled up slightly... His voice was incredibly gentle:

"You can call me... Red King."