Tonic
Closely following, Huang Suyue froze in place.
She stared intently at the Theater House main door that was already open in the distance, rubbing her eyes as if she hadn't woken up from a big dream, and then a look of shock surfaced on her face...
"Jinghong Theater... Why is it open again??"
Logically speaking, the people in the Jinghong Theater should have all retreated to Willow Town at this time. Kong Baosheng and the others couldn't possibly leave the Theater House door open before they left. Seeing the Theater House with open doors at this time, Huang Suyue's heart skipped a beat...
Could it be that he returned?
A figure in red flashed through Huang Suyue's mind, and was quickly suppressed by her again. After instructing the busy crowd beside her a few words, she quickly ran towards the Jinghong Theater.
"Miss Huang?!"
"Kong Baosheng!!!"
"Why are you still here?" Huang Suyue looked into the Theater House in surprise. "Where's Li Qingshan?? Didn't he take you away?"
"Mister Li did take me away, it's just that some things happened later... In short, only I came back." Kong Baosheng glanced at the busy fleet outside. "Miss Huang, why didn't you leave either?"
"I also returned halfway... No, now is not the time to talk about this."
Huang Suyue's expression instantly became extremely serious,
"You can't stay here anymore, it's very dangerous outside right now! There is an underground Shelter not far from here, I'll have someone take you over immediately."
"Aren't you going?"
"I will also go, but not now."
Boom——!!!
A sudden roaring explosion interrupted the two's conversation.
Huang Suyue abruptly looked in the direction of the explosion, only to see rolling thick smoke rising from a certain direction. That was exactly the direction Uncle Quan and the others went to place the Explosives...
Silver Phantoms had already stepped into the trap of another Shelter.
Seeing this scene, Huang Suyue's expression became increasingly solemn. She immediately called over a bodyguard, telling him to lead the way for Kong Baosheng.
"Remember, once you enter the Shelter, do not come out again, understand?" Huang Suyue instructed.
Kong Baosheng nodded. Just as he was about to say something, a loud rumbling sound came from his stomach... He instantly felt a bit embarrassed.
Huang Suyue froze for a moment. Looking at the youth lowering his head like he made a mistake in front of her, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise. She turned around, took a bag of Bread from the truck fully loaded with various supplies, and handed it to Kong Baosheng:
"Take it and eat."
At this time, the supply truck was almost empty. The vast majority of Bread, water, and other supplies had already been transported into the nearest underground Shelter. Even so, the remaining small mountain pile in the truck was still enough to make Kong Baosheng's eyes widen in shock.
"Miss Huang, where did you guys bring so much food from?"
Huang Suyue stood in front of the roaring fleet and smiled slightly. "People always need to eat, don't they?"
Explosives, were for protection;
Bread, was for survival.
Huang Suyue exhausted all her wealth, exchanging it for a sharp sword and a merciful shield. She stood on the devastated ruins, like a warrior wearing sturdy armor and holding sharp weapons.
Kong Baosheng stared blankly at her smile, freezing in place for a time.
At the same time, another bodyguard walked forward,
"Miss, Explosives have already been deployed at the two buildings you marked. Where should the third place be deployed?"
"...Wait a moment." Huang Suyue turned her head to look at Kong Baosheng,
"Hurry and leave, there's no time."
Huang Suyue waved her hand and bid farewell to Kong Baosheng. The bodyguard then took the bewildered latter and quickly ran towards the other side of the street.
Kong Baosheng looked back from time to time. That long yellow dress and roaring fleet still remained in place, as if earnestly deploying something in the cold wind.
The first time Kong Baosheng saw Huang Suyue, Huang Suyue proposed to use a charity fund to subsidize his living expenses; every time after that, Huang Suyue took great care of him, and even specially sent someone to deliver flowers across the ruins after his Grandmother died. Although he didn't know what Huang Suyue was preparing to do this time, he could feel that something on Huang Suyue's body was shining brightly.
He hugged the Bread in his arms tightly, muttering to himself:
"Miss Huang is truly a good person... Just like Mister."
Kong Baosheng withdrew his gaze, just preparing to follow the bodyguard all the way to the Shelter, but in the next moment, he and the bodyguard stopped their footsteps at the same time, freezing in place like sculptures!
At the end of the street, three tall Silver Phantoms, were walking through the rain curtain, slowly walking towards here.
...
Red Dust Main City, high above.
Above the heavy rain clouds, an Alchemy Array so massive it almost covered half of the Red Dust Domain, was slowly operating. Markings so complex they made one's scalp tingle intertwined with each other. Overlooking from above the sky, it was like the eye of a Witch God gazing at Red Dust.
Under the effect of this super-large scale Alchemy Array, a massive amount of souls rose from every corner of the Red Dust Domain. Some came from the hundreds of towns swept by the Fire Rain, some came from the incomparably chaotic Red Dust Main City. These painfully wailing souls were as if torn by an invisible large hand, forcefully pulled into the array, and gradually squeezed and deformed amidst countless wandering red lightning.
"Cough cough cough cough cough..."
In the center of the Alchemy Array, Brand, covered in injuries all over, began to cough violently, his face still without the slightest bit of color.
"That group of Hall Masters, their attacks were really too ruthless!"
Even now, Brand still hadn't recovered from the life-and-death crisis just now. Fortunately, he no longer needed to join the battlefield. Now his only task, was to maintain this super-large scale Alchemy Array... And in the Realm War, a massive amount of souls was being swept in by him like a storm, making the speed of refining the Philosopher's Stone incomparably fast!
The red-based robe with gold Markings danced amidst the wailing of countless resentful souls. Countless red lightning struck down in the void in front of him. Faintly, a scarlet gemstone was slowly taking shape.
The taking shape of this Philosopher's Stone, meant that from the outbreak of the Realm War until now, a million living beings had already lost their lives.
And as the Realm War became increasingly white-hot, this number was still increasing explosively!
Brand reached out his hand, lightly pinching that newly born Philosopher's Stone. Under the dim light, it was as dazzling as a condensed red sun, its mysterious splendor flowing, making people unconsciously fall deep into it with just one glance.
"The next Philosopher's Stone is also almost ready, just short of the last tens of thousands of souls... But let's send this piece over first."
Brand looked up overhead. Above the sky, a one-to-one replica Embroidery Diagram Realm, was wildly dancing in the wind like a picture scroll with no thickness. Two figures were rapidly clashing and fighting inside it. The Embroidery Threads on the surface of the picture scroll were like a surging sea, churning endlessly under the shockwaves of the two people.
"Lord, your tonic has arrived."
Brand chuckled lightly, tossing the Philosopher's Stone in his hand forcefully upwards. The red gemstone instantly turned into a meteor, rapidly plunging into the Embroidery Diagram Realm!