Chapter 1670: Deliberation

Tian-Shu Realm.

"To think such a thing happened..." Lord Red Dust said thoughtfully after hearing Chen Ling's description. "These Knight Commanders truly have backbone and wisdom... knowing they couldn't defeat Wu Tongyuan head-on, they tried to make him fall into a deep sleep... worthy of being those at the pinnacle of the contemporary Game God-Path."

"Although Wu Tongyuan is very strong, and his mathematical ability is practically unsolvable in battle, he doesn't have such strong vigilance when he is immersed in something. Based on my understanding of him, the probability of him falling for it is actually quite high."

"According to current intelligence, he did fall for it," Chen Ling paused for a moment. "But for some reason, he forced himself to wake up."

"So those toxins are actually still deposited in his body, right?"

"Based on my current intelligence, yes."

"If that's the case, perhaps the odds of winning will be a bit higher..." A faint light flickered in Lord Red Dust's eyes.

Lord Red Dust seemed to realize something and suddenly looked at Chen Ling with a strange expression:

"The Lingxu Realm has been completely sealed, right? Yet you know so much about this assassination attempt against Wu Tongyuan... your Twilight Society's intelligence network has penetrated too deeply."

"Thank you for the compliment."

Chen Ling smiled slightly.

Lord Red Dust lowered her head to eat a few pieces of meat from her bowl and spoke after pondering:

"If we want to increase the odds of winning... I actually have one more method."

"What is it?"

"There is still a 'helper' on the edge of the Lingxu Realm."

A helper?

A thought flashed through Chen Ling's mind, and he understood what Lord Red Dust meant.

"You mean... the Delusion Calamity?"

"That's right. Although the Delusion Calamity was sealed by Absolute Zero, it didn't die," Lord Red Dust replied calmly. "If we can awaken the Delusion Calamity, it will definitely invade the Lingxu Realm again, having been suppressed and bullied by Wu Tongyuan... And to protect the Akashic Tower, Wu Tongyuan will definitely fight it again."

"The Delusion Calamity probably isn't Wu Tongyuan's match, but it can at least distract some of his energy... Attacking at this time would indeed significantly increase our odds of winning," Chen Ling acknowledged the plan.

Things having reached this point, whether it be human demigods, the Nine Lords, or world-ending calamities, as long as they could help Chen Ling reverse the era and restart the world, they could all be pawns... And that guy, the Delusion Calamity, with its questionable intelligence and nothing but hatred and brute force, was undoubtedly a pretty good pawn.

"Exactly. With the Delusion Calamity's assistance, the odds of winning might reach seventy percent."

"Seventy percent... that's enough."

Lord Red Dust finished the last piece of meat in the hotpot and looked at the boiling water surface, as if seeing the purgatory battlefield that would soon overturn the human world...

"The only variable now is Lou Yu..." she muttered to herself. "Even if I can help you kill Wu Tongyuan, what about Lou Yu?"

Chen Ling pondered for a long time:

"He is not a variable... he is a constant."

"Hmm?"

"Eternal failure is a foregone conclusion. Given his philosophy and personality, regardless of the process, he will ultimately make the most correct choice."

Lord Red Dust was a bit surprised. "You seem to hold him in high regard."

"Objectively speaking, yes."

"Then are there any other obstacles in front of you?"

"...Yes," Chen Ling sighed softly. "Everything else is manageable, but the fragments of the Witch-Path Ancient Treasury are still in the hands of the Calamity of Taboo... To get the fragments, I have to kill the Calamity of Taboo first."

"I can't help you with that," Lord Red Dust shook her head. "I must preserve my strength to deal with Wu Tongyuan."

"I know... so, the Calamity of Taboo, we in the Twilight Society will find a way to solve it ourselves."

Crackle, crackle—

This final hotpot feast had been completely cleared. The two sat beside the roaring fire, watching the boiling water, and fell into silence.

No one would have thought that the two people under the bridge, in just a few words, had guided the fate of humanity in this world toward a brand new direction...

I don't know how much time passed before Lord Red Dust sighed softly and put down her chopsticks:

"...It should end."

"It really should end," Chen Ling glanced at the empty plates beside him. "All the ingredients have been used up... this pot of empty water will eventually burn dry one day."

"Hmm."

"When do you plan to set off?"

"At dawn."

"So soon?"

"He is poisoned, so the sooner, the better."

"Then what do you plan to do about the Tian-Shu Realm?"

"There aren't many people left in the Tian-Shu Realm... I will hide them all in the 'Mustard Seed' and take them away," Lord Red Dust paused for a moment. "Although this isn't my realm, the fate of humanity has long been bound together. If we are to head toward the final ending... then we will all go together."

Seeing that Lord Red Dust had already made her decision, Chen Ling said nothing more and nodded.

Lord Red Dust stood up, about to leave, when she suddenly remembered something. She took something out of her bosom and threw it to Chen Ling.

Chen Ling subconsciously reached out and caught it.

The moment he saw what it was, a faint light flashed in his eyes...

It was a ghost imprisoned by a "string" cage.

Wang Jian!

"I can feel that he is coming," Lord Red Dust looked toward a certain direction in the darkness, then looked at Chen Ling. "Take this... it might be more useful."

"...Thank you."

Under the pitch-black night sky, only a flicker of fire remained. Lord Red Dust, dressed in white martial arts attire, looked deeply at Chen Ling, an indescribable complexity flashing in the depths of her eyes...

"This is the last time we will meet," Lord Red Dust paused for a moment. "In the next world... I'll be counting on you."

Chen Ling's black and red theatrical robes fluttered in the wind. He was silent for a long time before bowing and cupping his hands to Lord Red Dust:

"Chen Ling, the Sixth-Generation Red King of the Twilight Society... bids farewell to Lord Red Dust."

Lord Red Dust smiled slightly.

The white martial arts attire turned and disappeared into the night.

Once Lord Red Dust was completely out of sight, Chen Ling let out a long sigh, his gaze looking gloomily in the direction Lord Red Dust had been watching...

The next second, his figure also disappeared without a trace.

……

Lingxu Realm.

Under the dim starry sky, a figure in gray monk's robes slowly opened his eyes.

His brow was still filled with fatigue, his entire skin tone was dull, and the bloodshot eyes were even denser and more ferocious than before...

He looked at the black and white chessboard, a deep look flashing in the depths of his eyes. After hesitating for a moment, he took a step forward.

When his figure appeared again, he had already arrived at the edge of the Lingxu Realm.

The hazy moonlight shone on the gray-white ground not far away, outlining the silhouette of a skin-bag monster. It stood in the moonlight, covered in ice crystals, like a lifelike sculpture.

[The Primordial Mother of Eternal Delusion, the Desire Totem of Painted Skin Greed].

"A hidden danger..."

"Should be cleared in advance."

Lord Lingxu slowly raised his hands and grabbed at the sculpture-like black shadow from a distance. The next second, rustling ice crystals drifted off the other party's body.

The eyes all over the body of this world-ending calamity, which had been sealed for a long time, began to tremble violently!