Chapter 1930 - 1929: As You Can See, the World Has Been Destroyed

What do you mean?

He Ao lifted his gaze and once again scanned the surrounding ruins.

Soon, he found various Central Earth characters around the ruins.

His figure swiftly flickered within the ruins, finally stopping in front of a collapsed small shop.

The shop sign was covered by cement blocks. He Ao raised his hand, brushed aside the cement blocks, and the sign only had a few words left, ’... Fan Soup’.

He Ao lifted his gaze again to look at the collapsed shopfront with only the foundation remaining, gazed at the surrounding rubble and ruins, and realized where that inexplicable sense of familiarity came from.

This is Nandu. He had been to this small shop in front of him.

Ye Ying invited him here for duck blood fan soup.

He lifted his head again, looking at the towering skyward pillar in the distance.

So, is this the Main World?

No, that’s not right. There’s clearly an invisible barrier between here and Biqing Sky. If this were the Main World, Biqing Sky should be freely accessible.

Moreover, He Ao didn’t feel the blessing of the Main World upon himself.

This is the ’Main World’, but not the one he belongs to?

He Ao lifted his gaze and glanced at the Copy World countdown in his field of view.

The countdown time flow is normal.

The Copy World countdown strictly follows the time flow rate of the Main World, so the time flow rate here matches the Main World one-to-one.

So what on earth is this? A parallel world? Does this sort of thing really exist?

Does this world also have a version of himself?

Is it the Holy Master playing tricks again?

He Ao straightened up slightly, his consciousness gradually descending, attempting to communicate with the consciousness of this world.

But he failed.

This world does not have the Dao he established, nor does he have a channel to directly communicate with the world’s consciousness.

Does this version of himself in this world not establish a Dao, or did he choose a different path?

In his contemplation, He Ao slightly lifted his hand, and a green Conch Gemstone appeared in his palm.

Thump thump—

Just then, he vaguely heard faint yet dense footsteps.

He lifted his gaze, looking towards the edge of the city not far away.

——

"Everyone, move faster and quieter, don’t alert those ghouls." The long-haired girl stood by the edge of a cement pile at the supermarket entrance, raised her head, glanced at the ruins behind her, and quickly whispered.

In front of her was a group of figures dressed in ashen clothes, each carrying large bundles.

They quickly rushed into the supermarket, heeding the girl’s words, starting to search for still intact packaged items from the half-collapsed supermarket.

Their division of labor was very clear: the taller, stronger ones were moving heavy items like drinking water.

The slender ones quickly moved between the supermarket shelves, searching for useful daily necessities to pack in their backpacks.

The girl standing guard at the entrance stood on a small rubble slope in front of the door, lifting her gaze, constantly surveying the surroundings, seemingly on guard for some possible sudden appearance of ’beasts’.

Everyone moved swiftly, filling their bags in a very short amount of time and beginning to come out one after another.

At this moment, someone accidentally bumped into a shelf by the supermarket entrance that had little left on it.

BANG—

Accompanied by a crisp sound, the shelf toppled to one side.

The tall figure next to it immediately extended a hand to catch the shelf.

But the remaining items on the shelf still clattered down to the ground, producing a crisp sound.

At that instant, the long-haired girl standing at the door didn’t hesitate, instantly shouting, "Run!"

The group didn’t hesitate either, instantly bursting out through the door, desperately sprinting along a barely passable trail next to the supermarket towards the outside.

The long-haired girl turned her gaze around to look at the surroundings.

Beside her, within the cracks between the ruins, streams of purple mist slowly wafted out.

They rapidly expanded under the dim sky, transforming into vaguely humanoid yet slightly twisted shapes.

They floated in the air, scanning around with their gaze, quickly locking onto the girl standing on the slope and the crowd sprinting away.

Seeing this scene, the long-haired girl glanced back at her companions struggling to traverse the ’valley’ between two heaps of ruined cement blocks behind her.

She gritted her teeth and lifted her hand, revealing the orange ring on her thumb, which emitted a brilliant orange light forward.

In an instant, this light spread like a light curtain, enveloping her and the others who were running.

Consecutively, everyone’s actions seemed to be guided by some invisible constraint, turning from chaotic to orderly.

Their physical fitness seemed to be enhanced at that moment, sprinting quickly over the uneven, cement block-littered ruins as if they were flat ground.

Within a very short time, they crossed over the slope and could vaguely see a relatively flat road.

Ahead, a pickup truck parked by the roadside appeared in the group’s field of view.

Those at the forefront of the group, upon seeing the pickup, wore excited expressions and sped up, rushing forward.

While the long-haired girl, still bearing the orange light, trailed behind everyone, she turned to look back.

The twisted purple humanoid forms had already fully materialized, transforming into streaks of purple light, chasing after them.

As the figure at the forefront was about to reach the pickup, a purple figure suddenly descended from the sky, reaching out to grab him.

At that very moment, a red light streaked across the sky, slicing the purple figure in half.

A short-haired girl with a baby face, wearing jeans and a denim jacket, landed in front of the pickup. She glanced at the panicked crowd and said coldly, "Get in the car."

Saying so, she gripped the red short sword in her hand, took another step forward, and charged towards the rear of the crowd.

In the rear, a twisted purple silhouette was swiftly rushing through the sky, heading towards the running figures below.

The red light intertwined with the purple figures, severing several purple figures in a very short time, rescuing those almost caught by purple figures.

Soon, the short-haired girl landed at the back of the crowd.

The crowd ahead also closed in on the pickup truck, quickly pulling the truck doors open, with some people piling into the cab and others climbing into the bed of the pickup truck.

At this moment, at the place where those purple figures fell, streams of purple mist began to seep slowly from the crevices of the ruins, re-forming new figures.

"What’s happening this time?" The short-haired girl quickly asked as she looked at the mist.

"The supermarket shelf got knocked over." The long-haired girl instinctively lifted her head, glanced at a figure in the crowd, but soon drew back her gaze, gripping the orange ring and quickly saying, "But why are there so many of these ghouls this time?"

"We must have ventured too close to a densely populated area this time," said the short-haired girl, sweeping a glance over the yet-to-fully-materialize purple figures while gripping the red short sword in her hand, "Get in the car, quick."

By this time, the figure sitting in the driver’s seat had already started the pickup truck.

The short-haired girl raised her hand, grabbed the long-haired girl’s body, and directly threw her onto the roof of the pickup truck.

Just as she was about to jump up herself, a purple shadow suddenly attacked.

She immediately reversed her grip on the sword, slicing the purple shadow to pieces.

Then she turned her gaze behind her.

Twisted purple figures were emerging from behind the piles of ruins, surrounding them.

"How could there be so many?" The long-haired girl sitting on the roof widened her eyes slightly, looking at the purple figures around.

"It means a lot, a lot of people died here once." The short-haired girl bit her lip slightly, gripping the red dagger in her hand. She glanced at the long-haired girl on the roof, "When I tell you guys to leave, just go, don’t hesitate."

"What do you plan to do?" The long-haired girl was slightly taken aback.

"Don’t worry about me, these guys can’t do anything to me. I’ll meet you at the camp later," the short-haired girl glanced at the driver in the seat, nodded, and shouted, "Go!"

The driver didn’t hesitate, flooring the gas pedal.

The pickup truck suddenly sped forward down the road.

The long-haired girl held onto the edge of the roof, looking at the short-haired girl.

The people in the pickup truck also nervously watched the short-haired girl.

The short-haired girl quietly watched the purple figures gradually closing in around her, raising her eyebrows slightly.

A few purple figures rushed toward the pickup truck but were split into two by the short-haired girl, who moved even faster.

The pervasive purple figures turned their gaze to the short-haired girl left behind.

From the surrounding gaps, more and more purple figures began to appear.

The short-haired girl quickly rushed forward with her blade, killing four or five purple figures in a very short time.

But the surrounding purple figures seemed endless, quickly gathering again.

"Why are there so many! Be careful!"

A cry of surprise came from behind.

The short-haired girl turned her head, only to find the pickup truck behind her had already been blocked by dense purple figures, stopping not far from her.

She frowned slightly, her fingers clasping the red dagger in her hand.

A faint gray light shone on the back of her hand.

By now, more and more purple figures surrounded her.

They appeared like tightly packed sardines under this firmament.

"Tch—"

The short-haired girl gritted her teeth, the faint gray light flowing to her fingertips.

Bang—

Just then, a slight noise seemed to echo in the void, like a snapping sound, or some faint footsteps.

As the sound arose, the purple figures swarming in suddenly stopped like vampires encountering sunlight. It was as if gripped by an invisible giant hand, tearing them apart into faint purple smoke, and then completely disappearing under the dim sky.

"What’s going on?"

The bewildered and surprised crowd in the back looked at the changing scene.

The short-haired girl also looked up, puzzled, at her surroundings.

But she did not lower the short sword in her hand; instead, she gripped it even tighter.

Dong—

A faint footstep echoed in the void, and a mysterious black-haired youth, dressed simply in jeans and a shirt, emerged from the ruins, stepping onto this barely passable road.

He raised his head, looking at the people on the road.

"Who are you?" The short-haired girl lowered her gaze, staring at the suddenly appearing black-haired youth.

She had a hunch that everything that had just happened was due to this black-haired youth, but she couldn’t sense any danger from him.

He seemingly appeared as a passerby, just an ordinary person.

But how could an ordinary person possibly stroll like that here?

Her intuition told her this person was very terrifying, extremely terrifying.

Across from the short-haired girl, He Ao looked at her, slightly surprised, "Lin Chichi?"

Hearing the name, the short-haired girl froze, looking at He Ao, her hand behind her back, muscles slightly tense, and somewhat confused, she said, "You know me?"

He Ao glanced over Lin Chichi’s face; her surprise didn’t seem faked.

And this Lin Chichi’s attire was also somewhat strange, different from the Lin Chichi he originally knew, who dressed mainly adorably, occasionally adding a touch of heroism.

This Lin Chichi’s overall temperament and outfit seemed more ’simple,’ and her hair was cut just above her ears.

Despite still having a baby face, she somehow felt much more aggressive.

By reason, such a short time wouldn’t see Lin Chichi undergo such a significant change.

So, is this the Lin Chichi from this world? Could there really be another ’Lin Chichi’ in this world?

He Ao slightly raised his hand, glancing at Lin Chichi’s hand behind her back, and smiled, "Praying to unknown Evil Gods can invite disaster."

Lin Chichi’s movements stiffened, her hand completely halted there, watching He Ao. The gray glow on the back of her hand gradually dissipated.

As this glow waned, she also felt her rigid body regain control.

She brought the hand behind her back forward, sheathing the short sword into a scabbard hidden under her denim jacket.

It was apparent she realized He Ao had absolute power to crush her, and at this point, giving up any threatening attacks was the best move.

A bit like the Lin Chichi he knew.

"So can you explain what happened here? Why is this city all gone?" He Ao asked her, glancing around at the ruins.

"You don’t know what happened here?" Lin Chichi gazed at He Ao, slightly frowning.

Wisps of purple smoke emerged from gaps around, slowly forming new figures.

He Ao waved his hand, and a breeze swept through, dispersing these forming purple figures into the world.

Lin Chichi raised her gaze, looked at He Ao, and said in a hoarse voice, "Are you some Old Geezer that’s been sleeping all this while?"

"Actually," He Ao looked at her, smiling, "I just arrived here."

Hearing these words, Lin Chichi paused.

He Ao could tell she wanted to ask, ’Then how do you know me,’ but clearly, she held back.

After a brief silence, Lin Chichi lifted her head, glanced at He Ao, then shifted her gaze to the darkened sky, the scattered ruins, and the towering gray pillars piercing through the sky and earth.

Faint purple smoke drifted from the cracks, twisting into human forms, only to be swept away by a sudden breeze the next moment.

At this moment, Lin Chichi finally returned her gaze to He Ao and spoke in a hoarse voice:

"As you can see, the world has been destroyed."