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Guan Jinyue loosened his grip, his movements swift and decisive.

"You almost went in just now."

Chen Guan looked at the wrist that had just gripped his, where a trace of coldness still lingered.

"I didn't realize you were so strong."

Guan Jinyue lowered his sword again: "You still have the mood to comment on this?"

Chen Guan looked at the round pool, and the silver-blue ancient characters fell silent again, as if everything that had just happened was just an illusion.

Guan Jinyue looked at him: "What did you just see?"

Chen Guan's state just now was clearly due to being bewitched by illusions.

After a moment's thought, Chen Guan quickly provided the keywords: "snowfield, child, faceless robed man."

Guan Jinyue frowned: "Anything else?"

There are too few clues to make a judgment.

Chen Guan carefully recalled the child's lip movements from earlier, and said uncertainly, "It sounded like he was telling me... to go home?"

Since coming to this world from Earth, the word he least liked to be mentioned was "home".

Because he knew he couldn't go back.

He also knew that even if he went back, there might not be anyone waiting for him in the same spot.

The silver-blue patterns in the circular pool lit up again, and the noise in my mind became jarring.

Barr's voice squeezed out from the noise, lacking his usual relaxed, spectator-like demeanor.

"Kid, don't stare at that lousy pool for too long."

Chen Guan's eyelashes fluttered: "You finally connected?"

"They've stuffed half an iceberg into my mouth. Lord Baal's breath is freezing right now. It's already a big favor that you can even speak."

Baal paused, then his tone became serious: "That's not ordinary writing; it's the remnants of an old oath. Strange, you really do have an eye for things from the past. I haven't seen anything like this in years."

Chen Guan looked at the pool wall: "Remnants of the oath?"

"It means that the promise is engraved into the rules. Even if the person who made the oath dies, the witness dies, and the era has passed, it will still exist. It is usually used between masters and servants, or husbands and wives."

Baal's voice was intermittent, and the signal started to be poor again.

Before long, Baal disconnected again, leaving only the two of them. Chen Guan looked around again.

In the first circle of murals, the Lord of Nothingness stands high above the dark city.

In the second circle of murals, the Lord of Nothingness leads his child through deserts, coastlines, snowfields, and human cities.

Upon reaching the inner wall of the rotunda, the face of the Void Lord was destroyed, but the child's body remained intact.

Chen Guan suddenly spoke up: "Ever since we came in, it has been making us look at the illusory... robed man."

Guan Jinyue followed his gaze.

Chen Guan walked to a mural.

In the painting, the Lord of Nothingness stands in front of the children, while the people of the city throw stones at them.

The face of the Lord of Nothingness was completely destroyed.

The child, however, was spared; even the tear at the edge of the cloak was clearly visible.

"The man in the robe has been crossed out."

Chen Guan pointed at the child: "He didn't."

Guan Jinyue quickly realized: "So what was truly preserved was this child."

Chen Guan hummed in agreement.

Guan Jinyue stood beside him and whispered, "The core issue is the child."

"This site is not for later generations to worship this robed man who resembles a god."

Looking at the last mural, which only depicted a little boy, Chen Guan knew that Guan Jinyue's deduction was reasonable.

Things seemed to have reached a stalemate, with no other clues, but Chen Guan knew that he still had power from outside the world!

I've decided on you, forum!

Chen Guan opened the forum, but before searching for keywords, the first thing he saw was a glaring title.

—Analysis of the Death of Chen Guan and Predictions for Subsequent Plot Developments

Chen Guan: ? ? ?

I'm dead? How come I didn't know?

Looking at the modules, it's a plot analysis section, not a fan fiction section, which means these people are serious.

As if possessed, Chen Guan clicked on it.

The main post directly featured a high-resolution image of the ruins of Shanghai, along with a picture of half of Chen's coffin disappearing into the dawn.

[President of Chen Guan's Supporters Club (Cyber ​​Ghost Version): I hate it! I hate it! My coffin! My coffin!]

[A cheerful netizen's dog: First comment, Chairman, my condolences, may the coffin god live forever!]

[The knife-wielding man swallows a thousand needles: Waaaaah, my coffin! My handsome guy is gone just like that! I can't believe it! I can't believe it!]

[Prophet: Calm down, everyone. This is clearly a plot device. Don't forget our Coffin Guy's backstory. Don't panic, I'm guessing he'll come back to life.]

[Victim of the day off: What do you know upstairs? Look at the reactions of those main characters in Shanghai. An Changqing is practically devastated, Long Ao directly pressured the military, and Su Yuehe used the highest authority in the council. I'm devastated.]

As Chen Guan watched the rapidly refreshing comments on the screen, he felt a subtle disconnect from the world.

Guan Jinyue noticed his long silence, shifted her gaze from the murals, and asked him what he had discovered.

Chen Guan looked up and gave a perfunctory reply before continuing to quickly browse.

Guan Jinyue didn't ask any more questions and quietly stood aside, re-examining the strange circular hall.

Chen Guan clicked on the original poster's reply, and the other person's words were full of grief.

[President of the Chen Coffin Support Group (Cyber ​​Ghost Version): Buhao kids, this is not a drill! The official death report has been released! DNA was detected, and the conclusion is that he has completely dissipated, even his soul is gone. Brothers and sisters, get your razor blades ready!]

Another round of wailing erupted from below.

[My God, they even found the DNA! How can this be brought back to life? Screenwriter, you have no heart!]

[Oh no, this is really going to be tough. Judging from the reactions of these friends, the next plot point will definitely be revenge.]

[Just guessing, those two hot-tempered redheads will definitely be the first to rush out. Hmm, could this be the real reason for Long Ao's descent into darkness? Is the gang leader seeking revenge?]

As Chen Guan looked at these analyses, he continued scrolling down, and soon a new post was pushed to the top.

[From Long Ao's perspective: The first battle of revenge, targeting the demon race in the northern border!]

Chen Guan swiped across the screen and reached out to click on the post.

The post contained no unnecessary words, only screenshots and brief text descriptions.

The first screenshot shows Hong Yuan carrying a giant axe and walking through the mud. Rain has soaked her hair, and the giant axe has left a long trail on the ground.

The second screenshot shows Long Ao standing beside her, his fists clenched and his face tense.

The third screenshot shows An Changqing standing in front of the ruins, clutching the death report that had been soaked by the rain.

He continued scrolling down the screen, where the post described their conversation in detail.

"I will remember this blood feud that the demon race owes us today."

Even through the words, Hong Yuan's voice conveys a sense of determination.

"Count me in on the list of those seeking revenge."

Long Ao chimed in from the side in a deep voice.

"I'm on this list too."

An Changqing followed suit and expressed his opinion.

Su Yuehe used her authority to request all information about the demon race from the council, and Yin Chen promised that the search and rescue on site would never stop, and the investigation outside would never cease.

Chen Guan stared at the screen silently, saying nothing more.

Unbeknownst to him, so many people had already been working tirelessly for his death.