Five hundred years of stacked Q, this one Q, unique and unparalleled throughout eternity!

Beside him, the young man and woman who had shared a carriage with Luo Tian carefully avoided the several alien races present and headed towards the gate of the Undying City.

As they walked, the young man spoke to the woman:

"Don't worry, don't you know how I handle things?"

And didn't you just see it on the train? As soon as I revealed my uncle's identity, everyone, whether they were train police officers or superhumans, chose to back down.

This undead city is, after all, still our human territory!

The pretty woman held the young man's arm, her face full of unease.

“I feel something’s off; I didn’t feel this way when I last came to the Undead City.”

"How about... how about we postpone our trip into the city tonight and go in tomorrow?"

The young man said with displeasure:

"I've already arranged with my uncle to go to the Undying City tonight, and he's even booked a room at the Grand Hotel there for me. If I go tomorrow, wouldn't I be letting him down?"

"Besides, there's only one train station in this desolate place. Are we supposed to sleep in the station?"

The woman wanted to speak, but saw the man wave his hand.

"Don't worry about it. I don't want to miss such a good opportunity."

The woman remained silent, her hands tightly gripping the man's right hand.

Luo Tian, ​​who was passing by, had no intention of offering any advice, but seeing the scene before him, he stopped, frowned slightly, and said to the man:

"Let's listen to her tonight and not go into the city."

The young man had witnessed Luo Tian's previous actions and naturally had a deep impression of him.

The young man's spirits lifted, and he smiled respectfully at Luo Tian, ​​saying:

"Thank you for reminding me. Do you perhaps know something?"

"I don't know," Luo Tian answered honestly.

This answer surprised the young man, and the expression on his face began to change slightly.

Those eyes were full of doubt, and there was also a hint of barely perceptible...disdain hidden within them.

After offering only a brief reminder, Luo Tian didn't bother to say anything more and simply led Ivynia away from the platform.

After Luo Tian left, the young woman spoke again: "Why don't we go back? Even such a powerful superhuman told us not to go into the city tonight, there must be some danger in the city."

The young man cautiously glanced in the direction where Luo Tian had disappeared, then whispered to the young woman:

"He himself can't explain what happened, so why should we believe him?"

"And in the end, he only intimidated a group of alien races. In the Undying City, the rules set by the Undying Duke are above all else. Under the constraints of these rules, what good is strength?"

As he spoke, a hint of jealousy flashed in the young man's eyes.

People always have a competitive mentality. Compared to Luo Tian's ruthless methods in easily killing two minotaurs, the young man's performance when facing the same minotaurs seemed so pathetic.

Moreover, he realized that Luo Tian clearly had the strength to kill two minotaurs, but he didn't seem to offer any help when he and his girlfriend encountered difficulties.

He managed to escape only after being harassed by two minotaurs, which made him begin to feel dissatisfied with Luo Tian.

As fellow human beings, why can't we lend a helping hand?

Subconsciously, he began to feel disgusted with Luo Tian, ​​and Luo Tian's well-intentioned reminders began to sound rather harsh to him.

When you subconsciously dislike someone, the more they emphasize something, the less willing you are to believe it.

This is the current state of young men.

Glancing at the colossal city that resembled a slumbering beast, the young man took a deep breath and spoke, as if explaining to the girl and also reassuring himself:

"The Undying Lord will be attending the ceremony tonight, so the entire Undying City will be under heavy guard, and there is absolutely no chance of anything going wrong."

Besides, my uncle is a section chief in the Directorate of Ceremonial, so he is, after all, a subordinate of the Immortal Duke.

In this city ruled by the Undying Lord, no matter how strong one is, it's impossible to challenge the rules set by him. Once inside the Undying City, his words might not carry as much weight as mine!

"I've heard my uncle say before that His Holiness the Immortal Lord will select lucky individuals during the sacrificial ceremony to bestow upon them extraordinary bloodlines, instantly transforming them into natural-born extraordinary beings."

He doesn't want me to go in; maybe he just wants to eliminate one competitor beforehand!

Luo Tian, ​​who had just left the platform, clearly heard the young man's voice; all his words entered Luo Tian's ears without any obstruction.

Ivania, standing to the side, glanced coldly in the direction of the platform and asked Luo Tian in a cool voice:

"Your Majesty, would you like to...?"

Luo Tian waved his hand casually.

"It's just a few words. If we really pay attention to all this gossip, we might as well burn the world down and find some peace and quiet."

Ivy's pretty face was icy cold.

"But you kindly reminded him, yet you were misunderstood like this; it's truly hateful!"

Luo Tian still had a faint smile on his lips, his gaze fixed on the city before him, which resembled a primordial behemoth.

It seemed never to be full, its gaping maw, which had transformed into a city gate, swallowing up each and every human who entered the city.

"He's just... a damned ghost who's impossible to reason with!"

Chapter Fifty-One: He is... Aatrox!

Are you really sure you want to go in?

Vigus looked up at the city before her, which resembled a ferocious beast from the primordial era, and asked Yin Qianyu beside her.

At this moment, Vigus was still wearing that loose blue dress, with wide sleeves that almost dragged on the ground.

A fairy-like aura appeared on her tender little face, and her lazy movements made it seem as if she might fall to the ground and fall fast asleep at any moment.

A pig-headed man passing by couldn't help but yawn as he looked at Vigus.

"What? Are you scared?"

Yin Qianyu's gentle voice, tinged with a hint of teasing, rang out.

At this moment, Yin Qianyu was wearing a large black robe, which completely covered her entire body.

The black robe was inscribed with complex runes in varying shades, and the alien races who looked at Yin Qianyu all felt an invisible force devouring their vision.

Yin Qianyu simply stood there, as if she had transformed into a black hole that remained still, impervious to any prying eyes.

Many of the other races became wary, but most of them didn't even bother to glance at it.

The sacrificial ceremony is about to begin, and there are countless people around who are dressed in black robes just like Yin Qianyu.

Upon hearing Yin Qianyu's reply, Vigus curled her lip in disdain and said in her still lazy tone:

"Why would I be afraid of these things? This place called the Underdark is just right for me. It's full of despair, fear, and misfortune."

Especially this city in front of me, it almost made me think I had returned to the Shadow Isles.

"If I hadn't promised to help you, I would have wanted to live here permanently."

The meaning behind Vigus's words caused Yin Qianyu's smile to fade slightly.

She gazed at the magnificent city before her, her eyes seemingly filled with endless admiration.

"You're right, this is indeed a city filled with misfortune and despair."

As she spoke, Yin Qianyu walked towards the city gate.

Due to the imposing presence of her black robes, many alien races gave way, leaving a large empty space between Yin Qianyu and Wei Gusi.

As she walked, Yin Qianyu's gaze swept over the many alien races, and she whispered to Vigus:

"Vigus, do you think it's worth it if someone sacrifices a small number of people to bring long-term peace to the entire country?"

With small, carefree steps, Vigus glanced at Yin Qianyu, then reached out from her robe and scratched her delicate, ethereal face.

"Huh? Why are you asking me about this? Shouldn't you be asking those who were sacrificed?"

Yin Qianyu was stunned and slowly stopped walking.

The crowds of people entering the city continued to move slowly forward, leaving a blank space for Yin Qianyu and Wei Gusi.

Seeing that Yin Qianyu didn't continue walking forward, Vigus simply sat down on the ground, crossed her arms, and said:

"Just like Luo Tian often says, I'm just a short guy who knows how to slack off, and I don't understand any big principles like political considerations or imperial interests."

I've never done anything good in my life. On the contrary, I helped that guy Foygo spread the black mist and almost became a villain that everyone hated.

Even if Runeterra is destroyed by the Dragon King one day, it won't mean anything to me. After all, nothing is more boring than tedious immortality.

"However, there is one thing I am very clear about: there are indeed saints in this world, but you should never expect that those who sacrifice themselves are saints who are willing to dedicate themselves."

Using a so-called "big picture" perspective to confine every individual with independent thinking is a foolish approach.

Everyone has their own thoughts, so why should they be the ones sacrificed? And is the false peace brought about by this sacrifice truly peace?

A dark shadow appeared behind Vigus, who leaned against it as if sitting in a chair, legs crossed, and said leisurely:

"A few days ago, when I was chatting with Luo Tian, ​​he mentioned a creature that I couldn't tell if it was a pigeon or a hamster."

He had heard a sentence from that hamster.

History has proven time and again that anything that cannot be obtained through force, even if acquired at the negotiating table, will ultimately be surrendered on the battlefield.

If that's the case, why place our hopes on peace and stability achieved through so-called sacrifices?

Yin Qianyu fell silent, standing there for a long time without saying a word.

Vigus was happy to have some peace and quiet, leaning against the shadowy figure and enjoying the growing fear and despair in the air.

Finally, after the sun had completely set and night had enveloped everything, Yin Qianyu spoke.

"I understand!"

A bright smile appeared on her exquisite face beneath the long robe.

Extending her right hand, Yin Qianyu gently stroked Vigus's little head and whispered:

"Thank you, Vigus."

Vigus stubbornly twisted away Yin Qianyu's outstretched right hand, her little face full of arrogance.

"Luo Tian said those words, so if you want to thank someone, thank him!"