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Chapter 291 The Underworld...Mei!
Eternal Fire Mansion.

"Pinocone, the star of the pageant, the cradle of dreams, the resting place of the cowardly."

A magnificent hall, with an indistinct figure sitting on the throne above. Four people stand with their backs to each other in the hall, all looking up at the Grand Duke of the Underworld on the platform.

"The family has prepared a banquet, and the guests have accepted the invitation. The golden blood of destruction will flow together, offering a grand sacrifice to Him!"

The golden blood flowed steadily, reflected in the deep pupils of the Grand Duke of the Underworld, and then slowly seeped out along the marks on the ground.

"Children of Flame, this is your coming-of-age ceremony!"

"Akash, my most sentimental child."

The next second, an eyeball burning with flames opened.

"I will ignite your eyes and teach you to pluck the strings and make music."

"You shall play a banquet tune on a four-stringed instrument, and silence the hymns of the chorus."

As soon as he finished speaking, a deep male voice rang out.

"That's exactly what I was thinking, Father..."

[The above footage is from eliminated playback.]

"Sigh...it seems the outcome was already decided."

The disheveled Grand Duke slumped on his throne, surrounded by flames. Before him stood a purple-haired woman holding a long sword sheath, looking down at him.

The woman was extremely beautiful, with a spirited air about her, and her phoenix eyes were as sharp as a hawk's. She had a shapely figure and fair, jade-like skin, which, upon closer inspection, was even somewhat pale.

A white and purple dress accentuated her flawless curves. A prominent shoulder guard on her left shoulder resembled a demon's horn, and the floral pattern on her chest resembled snake bones. The four hems of her dress fluttered in the hot wind, each embroidered with a grotesque face. Her long legs were clad in tight leather boots of varying lengths, with purplish-red flame patterns faintly visible on her thighs.

“They’re still alive, and so are you…” the woman began, her indifferent voice carrying a hint of advice. “You still have a choice… leave the music box behind, and then go.”

Grand Duke of Netherfire suddenly smiled, “Choice? The bloody path of [Destruction] has never allowed for hesitation.”

The woman's eyes held a rare hint of pity: "The Fire Demon of Tofet... even if you offer your life to that star god, you will not gain His favor."

Grand Duke of the Underworld maintained his indifferent expression: "Ranger, you travel within the narrow confines of 'hunting,' so naturally you cannot understand. We come from fire, born of fire. We spread, burn, destroy, until the fuel is exhausted, leaving only ashes."

"Burning is the life of the fire demon, its beginning and its end. We are born to die, merely to illustrate a universal truth: all things are born to be destroyed!"

hum...

"Lord Lao, your obsession runs deep, but unfortunately your strength doesn't match it."

The void tore open a rift, and Lu Xueling and Black Swan appeared in the burning mansion, but their eyes were both focused on the purple-haired woman.

“Oh… another Memory and a general from the Hunting.” Grand Duke of the Underworld’s voice was even hoarser as he slowly raised his head. “I never expected… that Afrit would be worthy of so many people coming to his funeral. What an honor.”

The purple-haired woman turned around, sized up Lu Xueling and the black swan for a moment, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes: "You... seem to have come for me?"

Black Swan covered her mouth and chuckled, raising her hand to introduce Lu Xueling beside her: "Strictly speaking, it is this hunting general, the Fallen General Lu Xueling, who came for you. I am just accompanying him."

However, Lu Xueling was not in a hurry to talk to her: "Before that, let's send this fire demon, which is eager for destruction, on its final journey."

"……Ah."

Grand Duke of the Underworld laughed, raising his head. His eyes blazed with a fiery light that seemed capable of scorching the soul. "Destruction is a magnificent moment; to survive by means of baseness is a life far too long." "You will witness the most brilliant and violent fire in the world. May this burning illuminate the deepest, most unfathomable dreams!!"

shuh...

Apart from Lu Xueling, no one could see the speed at which Huang Quan drew his sword; to say it was an instant would be an understatement.

"May death end your long dream and lead you back to the world of wakefulness..."

After reading the eulogy, Huang Quan turned back, a hint of apology flashing in his eyes: "General of 'Hunting'... if you have come here on my behalf under the guise of a wandering knight, I am truly sorry... I have my reasons, please forgive me."

Lu Xueling smiled gently, "It's a misunderstanding. First of all, the alliance isn't that petty. Secondly, my purpose in coming to find you is personal..."

Miss Mei.

The last four words were transmitted to Huang Quan's mind by Lu Xueling using his power of knowledge.

"?!!"

Huang Quan's usually calm face finally showed a look of astonishment.

That feeling just now was... the power of "awareness"?!
This man... No, that's impossible! Izumo clearly already...

Even Huang Quan herself was unaware that the "Nothingness" weapon in her hand was trembling slightly.

As a Memory Receiver, Black Swan knew that Lu Xueling was transmitting his thoughts to Huang Quan through his consciousness, but unfortunately, her level was too low to hear clearly what Lu Xueling was saying.

However, given Huang Quan's extremely violent reaction, it was clear that it was something extraordinary.

After a long pause, Huang Quan finally came to his senses, his expression gradually returning to calm. "I'm not the person you know..."

“Yes, I know.” Lu Xueling replied, raising his hand to summon the Seven Thunders of Purification, revealing the starry eyes unique to [The End]: “But I know you, I know all of you… that’s enough.”

There's also the aura of "sound" and "end"...

"..." Countless emotions surged through Huang Quan's heart, but she understood that the man in front of her had had almost the same experience as her, only... he was more lucky.

"Consider it an act of pity for the unfortunate," Lu Xueling said softly, extending her hand. "It's just a pity that in my world, I couldn't witness that fortunate ending. Are you willing to believe me?"

Huang Quan's heart was in turmoil. She took a long, deep breath and finally slowly uttered two words: "Willing."

Lu Xueling's lips curled into a slight smile. "That's wonderful. It'll be perfect for us to travel together on the trip to Pinocchio."

“But guarding the horizon of existence… is my duty.” Huang Quan raised her eyes, a hint of crimson flashing across her deep purple eyes: “My trip to [Beautiful Dream] this time is merely at someone’s request.”

Lu Xueling nodded slightly, giving Huang Quan a reassuring answer: "I know a doctor who specializes in treating patients like you. He also works at Pinocchio."

Hua Quyu! I went through so much trouble to bring you a critically ill patient. If you can't cure him, you quack, you'll be in big trouble!
"……it is good."

Beep, beep…

Coincidentally, at this moment, Cocolia and Tingyun sent a message, and Lu Xueling simply extended an invitation to Huang Quan: "But before that, would you mind joining me to witness the birth of a tiny ice ball?"

"Happy to accompany you."

(End of this chapter)