Chapter 1458: Chapter 41: Heavenly Law and Human Sentiment (3)
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The Divine Capital City was in complete disarray; the previous battle had nearly destroyed this ancient city of two thousand years. But now the people of Earth had no time to care about the Divine Capital. In less than half an hour, they witnessed the arrival of Judgement Day from the holy scriptures: a planet-sized snake-bodied giant descended, and some damned flashy creature with six arms and an entire Solar System engaged in a clash...
By comparison, the moon being blown to smithereens seemed like a trivial matter, and the destruction of the Divine Capital warranted only a mere "oh." People stood dazed in a world filled with devastation, with the worldview of tens of billions shattered into debris that desperately needed reconstruction. This isn’t a situation that could be brushed off with the giant dragon phenomenon; the people who urgently needed to come forth to guide others were in as bad a shape as ordinary citizens: mostly gravely injured, lying all around in a chaotic mess.
Mr. Liu was lying under an old locust tree, his lips turning blue from the year-end cold wind; Mr. Qin and Zhang Hongzheng were barely rescued, and it was difficult for them to even speak, making them unreliable for the time being. The strongest combatant of the Red Emperor’s imperial family, Chi Zijing, was barely hanging on to life after a deadly duel, having split his remaining strength to save Emperor Chong Xiao. Now, forget about participating in battles; even giving orders was a struggle.
From any angle, it now seemed like the time for recovery after a great battle, so when Qiluo came to greet them, she was full of anticipation.
"Is it over?" Qiluo’s eyes were teary. "I mean really, is it over?"
Gongsun Ce spoke with a tinge of reluctance: "There’s a good chance it’s not over yet."
Qiluo leaned against his arm and pretended to cry loudly.
Shiyu Ling was sitting on a half-broken piece of glazed tile (judging by the color, it was the piece by the gate of the Imperial Academy Supervisor), waving a little white flag in her hand: "It’s hopeless, even big sis can’t perform simple magic tricks anymore. Can those bastards come a bit later?"
"If they were reasonable, they wouldn’t be the Eternal King..." Gongsun Ce sighed. "It’s okay, I’ll handle what’s left. Are you alright, young lady?"
"Yeah, yeah."
Qin Qianbai was lying in his embrace, receiving treatment from the Holy Fire Armor. She had regained a lot of her strength and rubbed against Gongsun Ce’s cheek: "In just another minute, I’ll be fine."
"OK, in one minute, we’ll set off to help Alandia..." Gongsun Ce took a deep breath, "And where the hell did Qin Ming disappear to?!"
The figure of Qin Ming was nowhere to be seen; the world’s strongest Martial Artist seemed to have forgotten his promise, disappearing without a trace after the battle. Gongsun Ce couldn’t help but feel uneasy; even he found it difficult to fathom this erratic person’s thoughts. He once again used telekinesis to scan the secret chamber of the Duke Wu Mansion, hoping Yan Qi would respond.
The secret chamber held no sign of life, and the jade-carved bed was covered in dust. The room looked like it had been abandoned for a long time, with no trace of Yan Qi anywhere.
Gongsun Ce was stunned, and at that moment, Qin Qianbai in his arms suddenly looked up, her delicate brows tightly knitted.
"It’s coming," she said.
"What?" Gongsun Ce instinctively asked.
Something in his embrace suddenly moved, so strongly that it seemed to be crashing. Gongsun Ce took it out, and everyone’s eyes turned towards it, their expressions all changing.
"This doesn’t make sense..." Qiluo’s voice was weak. "Why is this thing... moving?"
It was a gray rabbit, holding a simple clock in its embrace. It was the spatial-temporal pointer created by Shiyu Ling, a device used to detect the world’s trajectory. This was supposed to be functional only in a virtual space, but now the hands of the pocket watch in the rabbit’s possession were sliding towards the negative end. The gray rabbit was hopping, frantically hopping!
