Miss Luo Yan’s Feet Are Buried With Corpses v4c14

The God of Malice is Watching the Land: Chapter 14 It’s Time to Wake Up

“Phew… phew…”

Hua Qiling gasped heavily, pressing down on her wildly beating heart, looking around with terror.

She was still in her ordinary apartment room, and the sky outside the window was covered with dark clouds.

Hua Qiling immediately activated “Eagle Eye,” emerald green flames burning in her eyes, scanning everything around her.

There were other people living in the apartment, and everything about them was clearly reflected in Hua Qiling’s vision.

There was even a young couple, but Hua Qiling just glanced at them and moved on.

The emerald green eyes dimmed, and Hua Qiling breathed a sigh of relief. This shouldn’t be a dream, right?

But… she still couldn’t be sure.

After experiencing these increasingly deep dreams, a trace of fear had already taken root in Hua Qiling’s heart, a sense of helplessness towards this nightmare she couldn’t escape.

“In the dream just now, did I see the Witch of Envy…”

Hua Qiling hadn’t expected the remnants of the Ghost Town incident to be so severe. She originally thought it would just be nightmares, but it actually involved one of the Primordial Demons, the Witch of Envy.

As expected, even after falling, the influence left by an existence of this level was immeasurable.

“Forget it, I won’t think about it. I’ll ask… Elise tomorrow.”

Although she didn’t know why the owner of that small tavern knew so much, even knowing Miss Luo Yan, Hua Qiling still didn’t inform the Yan City higher-ups about her existence.

Hua Qiling was worried that if she told the old man and the City Lord, Elise would leave.

Then, she would lose the only channel through which she could obtain information related to Miss Luo Yan.

However…

“I don’t dare to sleep.”

Hua Qiling smiled wryly. After experiencing these nightmares, any normal person wouldn’t dare to continue sleeping.

Moreover, she couldn’t even be sure if she was still in a dream.

Hua Qiling sat up, casually put on her coat, and walked to the desk.

However, when she sat down, her pupils constricted violently, her face filled with unconcealable shock.

Because she saw something that shouldn’t be here.

A letter.

A letter… she had written herself.

The recipient was Miss Luo Yan.

This was the letter Hua Qiling personally wrote to Miss Luo Yan after the Yan City war ended, after Miss Luo Yan accidentally got lost and ended up in Lannister.

However, she heard that when the letter arrived in Lannister, Miss Luo Yan had already taken the Lifeline to Noah.

So, Miss Luo Yan should have received the letter after staying in Noah for a while.

But… it couldn’t possibly appear here.

Was it another dream?

Hua Qiling suddenly felt scared. She reached out with a trembling hand, picked up the letter, and saw that it had already been opened.

“In my dream, has this letter already been read by Miss Luo Yan?”

Hua Qiling chuckled self-deprecatingly, pulled out the letter paper inside, and then discovered… this wasn’t her letter!

When she wrote the letter, she had just casually used ordinary paper from the Calamity Response Bureau.

But the letter paper in Hua Qiling’s hand now was blue, with a faint floral scent, and it carried a trace of Miss Luo Yan’s aura.

“To Hua Qiling, open personally.”

This crooked handwriting, like a child’s first attempt, was Miss Luo Yan’s handwriting. It was very difficult for anyone to imitate this kind of charm.

“Could it be that Miss Luo Yan came by just now and left this letter?”

Hua Qiling remembered clearly that there was nothing on her desk before she went to sleep.

Thinking of this, she quickly looked around again, reactivated Eagle Eye, but couldn’t find any trace of Miss Luo Yan.

Except for this letter.

Hua Qiling looked at the letter paper in her hand again, took a deep breath, and slowly unfolded it.

It had to be said that although Miss Luo Yan was very beautiful, her handwriting wasn’t very good.

Especially in this dim light, Hua Qiling spent quite some effort to barely make it out.

“Miss Hua Qiling, it seems we haven’t seen each other for a long time. Even the last time I saw your letter, it felt like… hundreds of years ago.

“Don’t worry, I’m fine, just stayed in a certain place for a long, long time, so long that I even forgot the existence of time, almost completely lost in the lost land.

“I’m glad you haven’t forgotten me, whether it was the me in Ghost Town, or the me in Yan City… those times also left marks on my heart.

“Regarding your nightmares, I’m very sorry, it originated from the residual power of ‘Mrs. Natalie’ in Ghost Town. I’ve already completely cleared it for you. You won’t have such nightmares anymore and can sleep well.

“As for me… unfortunately, we won’t have the chance to meet again. When these things are over, whether it’s me or the Gods… that is, the Primordial Demons, we will no longer appear in the sight of human civilization.

“Soon, very soon… these things, this pain, will all completely end.”

The letter ended here. Miss Luo Yan didn’t leave much information for Hua Qiling, and even her writing style was slightly immature and awkward. Miss Luo Yan really wasn’t good at writing letters.

However…

“What exactly does Miss Luo Yan want to do?”

Hua Qiling rubbed the last few lines of words. Although the wording was plain, it gave off a terrifying feeling.

Could it be that Miss Luo Yan wanted to seek mutual destruction with the so-called Gods?

Hua Qiling’s fingers trembled, a chill rising in her heart.

“No, I have to go find Miss Elise immediately.”

Hua Qiling made up her mind, intending to take this letter and go to the small tavern.

The tavern operated all night and should still be open now, providing a resting place for ability users on night duty.

But just then, Hua Qiling saw the words on the letter paper slowly disappearing, fading away one by one.

“What’s going on?”

Hua Qiling was shocked, but she soon discovered that it wasn’t just the words disappearing, but also… her memories.

Everything about Miss Luo Yan was gradually being erased from her mind.

“No… no…!”

Hua Qiling desperately tried to hold onto these memories. She frantically took out paper and pen, racing against time to write down the memories she was about to forget.

But after a moment, her expression turned blank, and the pen in her hand stopped.

“I… what am I doing?”

Hua Qiling frowned slightly, looking at the paper in front of her,

“Luo Yan… town… maid battle dress… what is all this, it’s a mess.”

Hua Qiling looked at it for a while, thought carefully again, but still couldn’t figure out why she suddenly woke up in the middle of the night and wrote a bunch of inexplicable words.

And…

Hua Qiling wiped the corner of her eye, her fingertips stained with moisture.

“…But why am I still crying?”

Tears flowed uncontrollably, but Hua Qiling didn’t know why she was crying, her heart feeling empty.

And these inexplicable words…

She couldn’t associate them with anything.

Hua Qiling held her head, trying hard to recall, but all she touched was blankness.

Just as she desperately searched the depths of her memory, a pair of charming scarlet eyes suddenly appeared in her mind, the dark vertical pupils emitting a hint of evil, but deep within the eyes lay hidden sorrow.

“…It’s time to wake up.”

A familiar yet strange, light voice sounded beside Hua Qiling’s ear, the familiar words making her gradually dazed.

This was a dream that shouldn’t exist.

After waking up from the dream, everything would cease to exist.

At some point, Hua Qiling had closed her eyes and fallen asleep leaning against the chair.

Only the tear tracks on her cheeks remained as the final witness to this existence.

……

“Is this really okay? It’s clear that Hua Qiling cares about you.”

In the noisy tavern, Elise swirled the wine glass, draining the scarlet liquid in one gulp.

“There’s nothing wrong with it. Remembering me brings no benefit, it’s better… to forget me.”

A gentle voice sounded. Sitting opposite Elise was a girl in a crimson evening gown.

—Miss Luo Yan.

The Miss Luo Yan whom the Twelve Saints awaited, whom the four “Destruction” level ability users risked their lives to find, was currently sitting in Yan City, thousands of miles away.

Actually, Luo Yan couldn’t leave the peak of the Holy Mountain immediately back then. The truth beyond the starry sky wasn’t something anyone could face calmly.

And the completely twisted, monsterized remains of the Saint, almost anyone who revered the Saint would only feel fear and confusion upon seeing this scene.

Probably even the Saints were no exception.

However, Luo Yan just felt that it was too ugly, besides that, she didn’t feel anything else.

So, she extracted the “divine power” contaminated by “malice” from the Saint’s remains.

Although the “malice” contamination was irreversible, the problem was that Luo Yan was immune to “malice” contamination, so it didn’t matter.

Even though the Saint’s remains had been deceased for hundreds of years, the demonic power contained within was still terrifyingly strong.

After retrieving this power, Luo Yan’s own strength directly rose from “Calamity” level to “Destruction” level.

After reaching “Destruction” level, Luo Yan could do much more.

She repaired the gap in the Gods’ dream left on the peak of the Holy Mountain, so that from now on, no one who ascended the peak could glimpse the truth beyond the starry sky.

Then, using the imprint left by the “Witch of Envy” in Hua Qiling’s soul in Ghost Town, she entered Hua Qiling’s dream, thus escaping the peak of the Holy Mountain and returning to Yan City.

Hua Qiling’s first dream was her nightmare, the second was actually a dream constructed by Luo Yan, used to carry her back to the present world.

“Going around in circles, I’m back in Yan City.” Luo Yan whispered, her gaze falling on the dust-covered artworks beside the bar counter. “But Saint Illusion, why did you suddenly stop running the cafe?”

“I am Elise.”

Elise’s face darkened, and she took away the cocktail Luo Yan was halfway through mixing.

But after freezing for a moment, she still didn’t dare to drink it.

Miss Luo Yan’s cooking… this phantom of hers probably couldn’t handle it.

“Alright, Saint Illusion.”

Luo Yan nodded, her gaze drifting towards the noisy ability user squads nearby,

“But being a bit more lively seems nice too—I remember Anna saying your cafe didn’t have much business.”

“Business is secondary, mainly… perhaps I miss it.”

Elise rested her chin on her hand, looking at the few tables of ability user squads returning from night patrol, a hint of nostalgia for the past flashing in her eyes,

“Back in my hometown, many adventurers liked to hang out in small taverns like this, and I used to work in such a tavern.”

“Your hometown… the ‘Promised Land’?” After Illusion underwent atavism, she had heard Illusion mention it more than once. “It must be a very beautiful place, right?”

“Yes, very beautiful,” Elise sighed, “Unfortunately, it was all destroyed, destroyed by another God.”

Speaking of this, the atmosphere suddenly became heavy. Luo Yan remained silent, and Elise absentmindedly counted the labels on the wine bottles.

It wasn’t until an ability user came to pay the bill that the awkward atmosphere eased.

“Bill! Boss lady…”

A short young man waved a bag of coins in his hand, slamming it on the bar counter, carefully avoiding Luo Yan’s spot.

After advancing to “Destruction” level, Luo Yan’s use of Life Hacks became even more skillful.

Not only was her presence undetectable by others, but even her conversation with Elise, in the eyes of outsiders, was just Elise sitting alone at the bar, doing nothing.

If it were the situation in Lannister, where she was the center of attention, Luo Yan could still rely on Life Hacks to forcibly divert everyone’s attention.

It had to be said… the “Envy” power, rumored to be the most evil and terrifying, was actually used like this in Luo Yan’s hands, which was quite outrageous.

“Three gold coins, including the previous tab.”

Elise meticulously counted the scattered gold and silver coins in the money bag, returning the rest to the drunken young man.

The young man swayed as he took the money bag, then stumbled back to his table, their revelry continuing.

“His name is He Yongfeng, a ‘Calamity’ level ability user.” Elise looked away from him and towards the silent Luo Yan. “His job is to patrol the city defense system daily, ensuring its normal operation.”

“…A very ordinary, yet tedious job.” Luo Yan commented.

“Everyone here has such a job, this is their life.” Elise said softly,

“It’s these seemingly insignificant jobs that maintain the operation of this world… Miss Luo Yan, perhaps this world is no longer beautiful, but it is still the home of these people.”

Luo Yan looked up and saw unconcealable sadness in Elise’s eyes,

“I am powerless to change anything, but I believe in you, Miss Luo Yan, you can make the true choice.”

It could be said that in this world, Illusion, having regained her memories, was the one who saw things most clearly, because she came from a world where the divine disaster had already ended, and knew very well what the end of a divine disaster truly was.

“Choice…?”

Luo Yan murmured softly.

Choose the Gods, or choose mortals?

Having witnessed the truth beyond the starry sky, the other planets completely eroded by “malice,” along with their World Wills, had already transformed into terrifying monsters.

The land beneath her feet was fortunate, at least it hadn’t reached the point of true despair, all because the Gods destroyed the out-of-control civilizations season after season, allowing it to barely survive.

In this aspect, the Gods seemed to be correct.

But… the brilliant civilization, so many living beings, should they all be meaninglessly annihilated into nothingness like this?