I'm not a theatre god

"We...where are we going?"

Black snowflakes dotted Chen Ling's shoulders. He took the black umbrella handed over by Bai Ye and asked doubtfully.

"Go and witness the demise of a realm." Before Chu Muyun could speak, Jian Changsheng rushed to answer the question, "That's what they told me just now... and they had to ask me to change clothes. It was so confusing. Mysterious."

"Witness the demise?"

Chen Ling's doubts became more and more intense.

"What do you think we are going to do?" Chu Muyun asked.

Chen Ling looked at them for a few times, hesitated for a moment, and then tentatively said, "It's like going to a funeral..."

"That's right."

"Are you really going to a funeral?" Jian Changsheng frowned, "But whose funeral requires the Dusk Society to come..."

Jian Changsheng was halfway through his words, as if he remembered something, his mouth gradually opened wide...

Chu Muyun stretched out his hand and pointed at the ground beneath his feet:

"We will hold a funeral for the realm."

After hearing these words, Chen Ling and Jian Changsheng showed shock on their faces!

"So the rumors are false?" Jian Changsheng's eyes widened, "It is said outside that the Twilight Society destroyed Ruoshui Realm, killed more than four million people in the realm, and stole Ruoshui Lord's body... "

Shiro couldn't help but chuckle.

"The Twilight Society is indeed not weak in strength, but that doesn't mean that it can massacre the realm at will." Chu Muyun glanced at him, "However, it is true that Ruoshui Lord's body was stolen..."

"That's not called stealing." Bai Ye shook his head, "That's called enclosing the body and giving it a generous burial."

"...So, the real target of Dusk Society is actually Jiu Jun's body?" Chen Ling grasped the key instantly.

"What is the ultimate goal of the Twilight Society? Do you still remember it?"

"Reverse the times and restart the world." Chen Ling and Jian Changsheng answered at the same time.

"Yes... and if you want to restart the world, Jiujun is an indispensable part. There are vital things in their bodies." Chu Muyun said seriously, "Only by recycling the components in their bodies , to achieve 'restart'."

Hearing this, Chen Ling's mind immediately recalled the secrets she heard at the Aurora Base...

Before the catastrophe, the Nine Lords were tracking the fragments of the Red Star, and it was suspected that they absorbed the energy in the fragments and became the "Nine Lords" later. Could it be that the "ingredient" mentioned by the Dusk Society was the fragments of the Red Star in their bodies?

"Recycle... Jiujun?" Jian Changsheng was confused.

The Nine Lords are the root of the Nine Realms. Any problem with any one of them will mean the destruction of the entire realm. If the Dusk Society actually wants to take back the Nine Lords, wouldn't it mean that it is completely on the opposite side of the Nine Realms?

No wonder they are called madmen and listed as the most wanted targets of mankind... They are simply the public enemies of mankind in this era!

"However, usually we don't use force to recover, because that usually means being an enemy of an entire realm." Bai Ye explained in time, "Usually we are like this time, after learning that a certain person After you are about to die, enter the realm in advance to prepare and wait for your demise."

"The rumored destroyed realm..."

"If the destruction of the Water Realm stems from the resistance of the people at the bottom and the internal fighting between the higher-ups, the rules and order of that realm are not as perfect as those of the Aurora Realm. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a turbulent and dark wilderness... …Of course, the most important thing is that the death of Lord Wakasui led to a large-scale intersection of gray realms.”

Chu Muyun replied calmly, "In the end, those people even started to snatch Ruosuijun's body. Naturally, the Twilight Society couldn't just sit idly by... After killing a few people, they were labeled as destroying the realm."

Bai Ye shrugged, "You know, in order to deny their own dereliction of duty and conceal the news of Jiu Jun's death, the senior leaders of the realm like to throw the blame away... As their old enemy, the Twilight Society naturally takes the blame. The best candidate."

"Of course, under normal circumstances, the Twilight Society will not participate in internal fighting within the realm. To us, whether they fight or unite, it is meaningless."

"To put it bluntly, we are just a professional funeral team..."

Chu Muyun paused for a moment.

"We bury the realm, we bury the nine kings;"

"We witness the dusk of all living things, and we pursue the dawn of mankind."

"Others...don't care at all."

Hearing this, Chen Ling finally understood what was going on... Therefore, the Twilight Society is not an evil organization at all in essence. It should be regarded as a neutral society adhering to the concept of "restart", but because of the concept and the nine major Due to the conflict between boundaries and the fact that his style of conduct is easily misunderstood, he was labeled as a "public enemy of mankind".

"So, will it be just the four of us who will be buried in the Aurora Realm this time?" Jian Changsheng asked.

Chu Muyun held a black umbrella and shook his head calmly.

"Of course not."

As soon as Chu Muyun finished speaking, the ancient and deep bell rang leisurely from the other side of the city!

clang--!

clang--! !

clang--! ! !

On top of the bell tower of Aurora City, a figure in a suit was hitting the bell body again and again with a log frozen by frost.

Fine ice shards scattered from the surface of the giant clock, and the low bell sounded like the city's lament, echoing in the black snow. Scattered figures scattered throughout Aurora City slowly raised their heads to look here.

No matter what identity or method they had lurked in Aurora City before, at this moment they all put on black suits meticulously, held black umbrellas, and walked into the dead and cold streets.

They came to welcome the dusk of this realm.

"Change your clothes, [6 of Hearts]." Chu Muyun looked at Chen Ling, took out a black playing card from his pocket and handed it to him, "I didn't make you a custom-made dress, after all, it doesn't make sense to you... But this poker specially prepared for the funeral should be useful to you."

Chen Ling took the poker, and as soon as he held it, he could feel the difference in its material.

This is not like the cheap paper poker sold in the small shop outside, but it looks like an extremely thin metal material, the obsidian-like black surface is deep and solemn, and on the upper left and lower right corners of it, there is a white [6] engraved respectively, and a white "?" below.

"This poker is specially made and will only be used on important occasions... Now, it's time."

Chen Ling looked at the poker in his hand and nodded calmly, black snowflakes lightly falling on his shoulders, he raised his right hand and tore it hard at his chin!

Under the skin, it was still the same skin, but his original clothes had suddenly changed, becoming the same black suit, tie, and leather shoes, the style and size fit his body, outlining his slender and well-proportioned body.

Chen Ling put the poker card into his chest pocket, revealing the white [6] in the corner.

In the heavy snow, he slowly opened the black umbrella in his hand...

"Let's go."