Chapter 1463: Headquarters Sends a Message

Chapter 1464: Message from Headquarters

Buzz—

Amidst a deep rumble, an incredibly massive steel realm slowly rose from the ruins.

“How is it? Are there any civilians left below?”

“About a dozen, but they don't seem willing to come with us; they want to go on their own.”

“On their own? Hmph, do they really think they can walk all the way to the Tianshu Realm? They’re asking for death… Never mind them. How many people did we take in this time?”

“About three hundred thousand.”

“Alright, then we’re done. We can go back and report to His Majesty!”

“By the way… among these people, there are quite a few surviving Divine Path holders. What about them?”

“Are they from the Esoteric Sect?”

“No, the core members of the Esoteric Sect did not board the Boundless Realm; they left on their own.”

“Oh, then pick out some promising ones among these people and take them back for His Majesty to see. The others can do as they please.”

At the edge of the Steel Boundless Realm, several figures cast a final glance at the Xuanyu Realm, which had been completely reduced to ruins, and were about to depart. But just as they turned around, a figure cloaked in black stood silently behind them. Seeing this person, they were all startled.

“Lord Wu… Wuji Jun, is something the matter?”

“No.” Wuji Jun wasn't even looking at them. His gaze was fixed on the ruined realm below, lost in thought.

“By the way, Lord Wuji Jun, do we really not need to attend to Xuanyu Jun’s body?”

“...No.”

Reflected in Wuji Jun's eyes, figures could be seen slowly approaching the ruins, and the deep pit at their center… He cast a deep look at those people, then turned and left, “Someone… someone will take care of him.”

“I see the sky weeping,”“I hear your voice;”“I smell longing blooming among thorns,”“I come from the direction of the sunset”…

A melodic and mysterious song echoed over the desolate ruins of Xuanyu. Figures in suits crossed streets stained crimson with blood and corpses, weaving through the shattered ruins. A drizzling rain fell from the clouds, and the black umbrellas in their hands swayed silently like blooming flowers of the underworld.

“Thank you, Senior Diamond 10, for this time,” Sun Bumian said, cupping his hands towards Diamond 10, who was carrying a coffin. “If you hadn't brought three suits, we would have been truly… truly quite embarrassed.”

“Don't thank me; it was that boy Chu Muyun who was thoughtful,” Diamond 10 waved his hand. “‘Those Spades 6 boys have been doing very well in the Xuanyu Realm recently, probably forgetting our true calling. Bring a few more suits so they don’t disgrace our Twilight Society’… Those were his exact words.”

“Uh… we also didn’t expect the Xuanyu Realm to be gone so quickly…” Sun Bumian's expression grew even more awkward. It felt like secretly taking a side job behind the company's back and then being caught red-handed by the company's HR.

Jiang Xiaohua, uncharacteristically, also wore a proper suit and walked beside Sun Bumian. However, he seemed uncomfortable no matter how he wore it, itching all over. If Sun Bumian hadn't stopped him, he would have taken the clothes off long ago. Jian Changsheng was also among them, wearing the temporarily borrowed suit. He suddenly seemed to sense something and looked back into the misty rain. A young man wearing a 'Sheng' horn-faced mask stood far away, alone under an umbrella, softly singing a requiem while seemingly gazing in a certain direction… His figure was swallowed by the mist, and his voice was mournful and melodic.

“Found him,” Diamond 10 stopped. “Xuanyu Jun’s body.”

Everyone's gaze fell on the center of the deep pit ahead. A figure stood upright on the ground like a nail, his clothes fluttering silently in the breeze. Although he had no breath left, the domineering and sharp aura unique to the Nine Monarchs still exuded a powerful psychological deterrent. Jiang Xiaohua was about to step forward when Sun Bumian reached out and stopped him. Jiang Xiaohua looked at Sun Bumian in confusion.

“Wait a moment.”

Sun Bumian looked towards the other side of the deep pit.

Several survivors from the Xuanyu Realm, looking like reporters, stumbled over from a distance. When they saw Xuanyu Jun’s body in the deep pit, they gasped in shock…

“Look! It’s Xuanyu Jun!”

“Xuanyu Jun… has fallen in battle!”

“But… but how is he still standing??”

“What do you know! That’s Xuanyu Jun, the mighty Xuanyu Jun! He banished an apocalyptic calamity, and even in death, he stands! That’s what you call a true man!”

“Quick! Take more photos!”

Those survivors frantically rushed near Xuanyu Jun, capturing everything with their cameras. Then, one of them bowed several times to Xuanyu Jun before hastily leaving…

Once they were far away, the figures in suits, holding black umbrellas, slowly emerged.

“Can just a few ordinary people like them… walk all the way to the Tianshu Realm?” A red-haired girl in a suit pouted, looking in the direction those people had left. A large black dog lay quietly at her feet. In the girl's breast pocket, there was also a playing card.

—Heart 10.

“Club Q has already followed them,” Diamond 10 said calmly. “With his escort, those people are very safe.”

“Huh? Is he that compassionate?”

“He always has been.”

As he spoke, Diamond 10 had already reached Xuanyu Jun’s body. He first bowed with his hands pressed together towards the body, then opened the coffin on his back, and with the help of Jian Changsheng and Sun Bumian, retrieved the body into it. As the coffin lid closed tightly, Diamond 10's fingertips gently brushed its surface…

“Xuanyu Jun, retrieval successful.”

He hoisted the coffin onto his back, preparing to leave, when suddenly a bird in the sky swiftly approached their location.

The red-haired girl, Heart 10, raised her hand. At her beckoning, the bird obediently landed on her arm… Only then did everyone clearly see a small message cylinder attached to the bird's foot.

“What’s that?” Jian Changsheng asked, puzzled.

“A message from the Twilight Society Headquarters.”

The moment Heart 10 uttered those words, everyone's faces showed a hint of bewilderment. At this busiest juncture, why would the Twilight Society's higher-ups specifically send them a message? Had something major happened?

Without a word, Heart 10 immediately opened the message cylinder. Inside was a small piece of paper. Upon seeing the contents of the note, the red-haired girl's mouth gradually widened, eventually forming a large 'O'. She was completely astonished!

“What does it say?!” Everyone couldn't hold back any longer.

The red-haired girl lowered the note and spoke, enunciating each word:

“We…”

“Are about to welcome a new Red King.”