Chapter 700: Wang Enters the Battlefield

Wang Jincheng discovered that this Heart of Hearts 6 was truly like a ghost.

No one knew where he was, no one knew who he had become; he was like an elusive phantom that would always suddenly appear at incomprehensible times and places.

Before this, Wang Jincheng had assumed that Heart of Hearts 6 had run off after toying with him. After all, as a member of the Dusk Society, there was no reason for him to get involved in the Realm War... So, when Wang Jincheng truly saw that face, he was struck with immense shock.

Chen Ling caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye, casually picked up a wig from the mud, and handed it to Wang Jincheng:

"You can rest now."

Rainwater and blood dripped from the edges of the wig onto the ground. At this moment, the wig had been trampled into a twisted, deformed mess; it was impossible to wear... Wang Jincheng’s expression was incredibly complex.

But in the end, he reached out to take it and spoke in a disheveled, pathetic manner:

"The Red Dust is going to perish. Why are you still staying behind?"

"To perform."

"...What?"

Wang Jincheng looked at Chen Ling, feeling as if something was wrong with his ears...

Just as he was about to ask something else, he saw several shadow centipedes emerging from the ground in the distance. The smallest was about three people tall, and the largest was nearly as tall as the clock tower.

Half of their bodies were buried in the soil, while the other half stood upright in mid-air, swaying like seaweed dancing in a gale. Their scarlet eyes constantly scanned the surroundings, radiating a terrifying aura!

Seeing Wang Jincheng, who was closest, and Chen Ling, who had his back to them, they lunged out as if they had discovered prey, striking toward them like black lightning!

"Watch out!" Wang Jincheng exclaimed immediately.

Although Wang Jincheng saw the Calamity approaching, his body wouldn't obey him. Just as they were about to open their mouths to tear the two apart, Chen Ling frowned and turned slightly to the side.

His bright red opera robe fluttered in the wind. Chen Ling glared at the rushing Calamities, and a chilling, stern shout suddenly erupted!

"—Get lost!!"

The several shadow Calamities stopped abruptly.

Their massive bodies froze before Chen Ling, as if they had seen something extremely terrifying. They immediately scattered in all directions, and after a brief wander, they locked onto the most conspicuous members of the Sorcery Association in mid-air and flew toward them!

Seeing this scene, Chen Ling’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Chen Ling had broken all the seals connecting to the Abyss of Ghostly Mockery in the Jinghong Building district in one go, releasing dozens of Calamities. These Calamities varied in strength; most were Tier 5 or Tier 6, but there were also some smaller Tier 2 and Tier 3 ones...

The strongest among them were the Tier 7 shadow giant python on the clock tower, the Tier 7 shadow toad that had swallowed a black-robed sorcerer in one gulp, and a Tier 7 shadow scorpion that had been lurking underground the entire time.

Such combat power was enough to sweep through everything on the current battlefield of the Red Dust main city... After all, neither the lingering Floating Life Painting nor the heavily depleted Sorcery Association could resist this army of Calamities.

But the problem was, while Chen Ling could command a few small Calamities, there were simply too many in this shadow army for him to direct. He could only act like a hunting rifle driving a pack of wolves, leading them toward the battlefield...

As for the rest, they were left to their own devices.

These Calamities didn't care whether you were from the Floating Life Painting or the Sorcery Association; killing and destruction were their nature. The sudden entry of such an army of Calamities directly shattered the previously one-sided situation... And since they were better preserved, the Sorcery Association naturally became the primary target of the Calamity army's attacks.

"Calamities?!?"

"How could so many Calamities suddenly appear in the Red Dust main city?!"

"It’s the Abyss of Ghostly Mockery... Damn it, there are too many of them!!"

"Save me! Save me!!"

"Scatter quickly!!! That toad is jumping over again!"

“……”

BOOM—!!!

The shadow toad descended from the sky like a meteorite, crashing into the midst of the Sorcery Association members. As the earth cracked, it crushed a black-robed sorcerer who hadn't managed to escape in time.

Even for those who ran fast enough, a long, pitch-black tongue whipped out in the next instant, binding three fleeing black-robed figures and dragging them all into the toad's belly!

Beyond that, more and more shadow Calamities charged into the battlefield, preying on the black-robed figures whose formations had been broken. Exclamations and screams intertwined, echoing through the sky amidst the sea of fire.

"These Calamities... did you summon them?"

Wang Jincheng had witnessed Chen Ling drive the Calamities back with a single shout, his face filled with unconcealable shock. "How did you do it... No, who exactly are you??"

Humans commanding Calamities was beyond Wang Jincheng’s understanding. As far as he knew, apart from the rumored and highly mysterious Fusion Faction, no one could do such a thing.

The flames of war illuminated the figure in red, swaying like a phantom amidst the ruins...

As the mastermind behind all this, Chen Ling’s gaze was incredibly calm.

He didn't explain the reason for any of this; he just walked forward in silence. He stomped his feet hard on the ground, and the next moment, a massive shadow scorpion crawled out from underground!

Although this scorpion’s size didn't quite match the shadow toad’s, its hideous appearance was visually striking. The moment it appeared, the black-robed sorcerers fleeing toward this area were scared witless. They stopped in their tracks, staring blankly upward, watching helplessly as the shadow of that behemoth blotted out their surroundings.

And atop that pitch-black scorpion, the bright red opera robe stood tall and imposing, like the only color in a withering world.

BANG—!

Before the black-robed sorcerers could react, the shadow toad descended from the sky, smashing them into a pulp.

Scarlet blood flowed beneath the toad’s feet, and a thunderous sound reverberated from its constantly pulsing mouth...

The shadow giant python clinging to the clock tower slid silently across the fragmented silver torrent, carrying countless corpses and blood, and slowly coiled beside the scorpion. A massive snake head flicked its tongue, emitting a sharp hissing sound.

Python, scorpion, toad;

Three great mountains suppressed the battlefield with unparalleled momentum. Their auras intertwined, forming an insurmountable wall of death...

And atop them, the bright red opera robe danced silently;

Like the iron cavalry of a king, personally arriving on the battlefield!

"Where did that man in red come from?!"

"He’s actually standing on top of a Calamity? And he isn't being attacked??"

"Wait... he... he seems to be..."

"I’ve seen him on the wanted list. He’s Chen Ling! Heart of Hearts 6 of the Dusk Society, Chen Ling!!"

"The lunatic who single-handedly caused the destruction of the Aurora Realm??"

"We can't kill them all... there are too many Calamities! We can't kill them all!!!"

“……”

Chen Ling didn't look down at the battlefield being swept by the Calamity army again; instead, he slowly raised his head and looked at the sky.

Leading the Abyss of Ghostly Mockery to attack the Sorcery Association was just the beginning, and it was the easiest thing he could do for now... But his true target was not here.

Chen Ling gazed at the center of the dark clouds where the alchemy array was hidden, a sharp glint flickering in his eyes.