I created the myth of the Great Old Ones.

Lu Ban's bones, flesh, skin, and internal organs all turned into insects and scattered towards the ground.

But when the insects touched the ground, they quickly melted like ice cream falling onto the asphalt road at midday in the summer, leaving a large puddle on the ground and even soiling the woman's high heels.

The woman raised an eyebrow in displeasure, and suddenly, the melted insects returned to human form.

Lu Ban appeared behind the woman, a silver revolver called "Last Words" materializing in his hand. He set the verbal bullet to the murmur of a great being and fired at the woman without reservation.

The bullet silently pierced the woman's back, but the usual madness and frenzy did not arrive as expected. The woman merely tilted her head slightly, as if she had heard the flapping of a mosquito's wings, and then turned around.

The fan was closed in an instant.

Lu Ban was able to see the other person's face clearly.

It was an absolutely stunning face, unmatched even by the most beautiful person on Earth. It was as if the concept of "beauty" itself had been embodied in the world. Even Lu Ban was captivated by this face.

The woman reached out her fan towards Lu Ban, and this time, no one resisted her.

Lu Ban's shoulder was grabbed, and then the woman took a step forward, distorting the space in front of her.

Along with Lu Ban, the two disappeared from the mourning hall.

Only then could Sia and Stone take action.

They could only stare blankly at the spot where Lu Ban and the woman had disappeared, where the cold, indifferent words of "Silent Place" appeared on Browning's black and white portrait.

[Task Completed]

Chapter 647 Roast Lamb

When Lu Ban came to his senses, he found himself in a decaying world.

Here you'll find a hazy sunset, an endless sky, vast ruins filled with wondrous aesthetics, and a desolate land.

Lu Ban saw that one of the ruins was in the shape of a huge arc, which was taller than any mountain he had ever seen on Earth, stretching across the sky, like the embodiment of some kind of absolute order and rule.

Unfortunately, half of the arc has broken off, and the broken part has disappeared without a trace.

What kind of civilization could create such a magnificent creation, and what kind of power could destroy it?

Lu Ban was unaware of this.

This desolate land is quite different from the endless yellow sand of the wilderness.

If the wasteland is a desert, a Gobi, a scorching sun, and a dry wind, then this place is the embodiment of the concept of the apocalypse.

Flowers may bloom and oases may appear in the desert, but no new life will be born here.

Unlike the City of Dusk, this world has no new civilization or race to replace it; there is only silence and no hope in sight.

Those magnificent buildings are like tombstones of civilization, ancient and timeless.

Beyond the building, Lu Ban saw a broken moon, which should have been one of the planet's original satellites, but it had shattered. Further away, there were two more similar satellites. The enormous celestial bodies stood abruptly suspended in the sky, giving people a terrifying sense of oppression.

Lu Ban looked away and checked the situation around him.

He sat on a rock that looked like it had once been part of some building, but years of weathering had turned it back into nature, leaving it as just another rock.

As Lu Ban ran his hand over the rough surface, he could deduce that there was still wind present, which was due to temperature differences or rotation; at least this planet was not completely static.

Thinking of this, Lu Ban immediately recalled how he got here.

That stunning woman in the cheongsam…

Lu Ban couldn't find Stone and Xia, so he could only assume for the time being that the two had luckily escaped.

Thinking of this, Lu Ban saw the woman.

She sat beside a rock and built a campfire with a few withered pieces of wood. In the twilight, the fire shone brightly, drawing one's reason in.

Lu Ban found it a bit funny. This woman should be a being of the level of an Old One, so why would she be making a fire here?

Is there some kind of survival show production team behind this?

Lu Ban thought for a moment. He didn't shout out, but instead climbed down from the rock without making a sound, hid in the shadows, and quietly approached the woman.

If there were a live stream camera here, Lu Ban might say something like, "Let's sneak up on her when she's off guard. Once we catch her, we can eat her head off. It'll taste like chicken, crunchy and delicious."

Just as Lu Ban tiptoed closer, the woman suddenly made a sound.

"What are you doing?"

Her voice echoed across the desolate land, like a long-awaited rain after a drought.

Lu Ban stopped moving.

He walked slowly to the woman's side and reached out to warm his hands by the fire.

Evenings here are still quite cold. Although there is no wind for the time being, the surface temperature drops rapidly with the sunset due to the lack of vegetation and life, just like in the desert.

"Is there anything to eat?"

Lu Ban couldn't help but ask.

The woman glanced at Lu Ban, as if wondering if there was something wrong with his head.

"No, look, I haven't eaten in a long time either. I didn't have dinner either. You brought me here, and I don't even know what time it is. If I'm hungry, I won't be able to walk, and I'll be a burden to you, right?"

Lu Ban explained in a serious tone.

谷壩

"..."

The woman was silent for a moment, then looked at Lu Ban, and then a roasted lamb appeared spinning on the campfire.

The lamb's skin was slightly charred, and the fat underneath had undergone a Maillard reaction, emitting a strong aroma. The lean meat was soaked in the fat, making it tender and delicious. Just looking at this roasted lamb made Lu Ban's mouth water.

After waiting for a while, Lu Ban estimated that it was about time. Ignoring the fact that it was hot, he reached out and tore off a piece of mutton with the skin on.

The steaming hot mutton exuded an incredibly tempting aroma. The tender meat was so juicy that it would overflow with just a gentle press. Lu Ban took a bite, and found the skin crispy, the fat rich but not greasy, and the lean meat tender and succulent. In no time, Lu Ban had devoured the large piece of meat clean.

He pulled off another leg of lamb. The meat with the bone had a different flavor altogether. The part attached to the bone had a special aroma and was very chewy. The cartilage joints of the lamb leg, in particular, maintained a delicate balance between crispy and tender.

While gnawing on a lamb leg, Lu Ban suddenly remembered that there was someone else next to him.

Well, let's just call it a person for now.

He turned his head and found the woman staring at him with great interest. She held a fan in her hand, which did not conceal her face. Underneath her cheongsam, her slender and graceful figure was outlined with captivating curves in the last rays of the setting sun.

Do you want some?

Lu Ban felt a little embarrassed to eat alone, so he handed the lamb leg in his hand to the other person.

The woman looked at the lamb leg and suddenly burst out laughing.

Do you know who you're talking to?

The woman asked.

"To be honest, I don't really know."

Lu Ban spoke frankly.

He could only roughly guess that this was the former ruler of the ruined capital, the being with countless eyes watching over the entire city, but he didn't know who it was or what its name was.

The names of the Great Old Ones are enough to give anyone a headache, especially those that are sealed away, let alone those that are still roaming the earth.

If possible, Lu Ban wouldn't want to know the other person's name.

Do you know why I'm taking you away?

The woman did not reveal her name, but instead asked Lu Ban.

"To be honest, I don't know either."

Lu Ban's biggest flaw in life is his honesty, and he is keenly aware of this at this moment.

“You have a familiar scent on you, which I think might be something I left behind. So I was curious and wanted to see if bringing you here would lead to any discoveries.”

The woman replied that the biggest message in her statement was that there was no message.

"Someone from you?"

Lu Ban asked curiously.

Aren't you curious about where this place is?

The woman did not answer Lu Ban's question, but instead asked him a question in return.

"Then where is this place?"

Lu Ban felt that the two questions were similar, and it would be more realistic to ask where the roasted lamb came from.

He wanted to eat some more.

"The current name of this place is unknown, but it used to have a name."

The woman murmured.

"Brilliant Realm."

Chapter 648 Good Numbers

"The Glorious Realm? This is the Glorious Realm?"

Lu Ban carefully recalled the familiar word and quickly remembered that it was something Feng Yu had said to him.

There once existed a powerful alien realm that led the fight against pollution, possessing a brilliant and splendid civilization, and many extraordinary items were even created by this splendid realm.

But like other corrupted realms, the Glorious Realm was merely using one form of corruption to fight another, and its ultimate fate was only depravity.

Moreover, their ability to resist the corruption of those Great Old Ones suggests that they themselves may possess extraordinary corruption.

But everything has returned to dust.

As the last rays of civilization faded, the massive wreckage of the satellite stretched across the night sky, creating a powerful sense of oppression. Imagine the scene of the moon magnified several times over—it would be an absolutely eerie sight that would keep anyone awake at night.

Lu Ban felt a cool breeze.

He was curious why there was still air on this planet, and couldn't help but reach out and wave his hand.

"Correct."

The woman nodded, and with a wave of her hand, the leftover roasted lamb that Lu Ban had eaten disappeared, leaving only the flickering campfire illuminating her face.