141: Chapter 141 Cooperation, Scheming Against an SSS-Rank Forbidden Zone

Half a quarter of an hour later.

At the border of Sloda.

In front of an abandoned cemetery.

Withered vines crawled over the slanted tombstones, and crows let out hoarse caws from the branches of dead trees.

The coughing ghoul clone controlled by Lin Chuan appeared here like a ghost.

Although its body had reformed, after the flight just now, its physical state already showed faint signs of collapsing.

Woo...!!

Just then.

A familiar, heavy, vintage whistle suddenly came from the mist in the distance.

Then.

A pitch-black, massive, rusted old steam train slowly approached from afar.

Seeing the train clearly, Lin Chuan instantly recognized it... this was the [Death Train]!

It stopped in front of a dilapidated station next to the cemetery that looked as if it would collapse at any moment.

Screech...!!

The carriage door opened.

A tall, elegant figure slowly stepped out.

The figure was a man.

He wore a black tailcoat and was spotless all over.

In his hand, a large brass alarm clock ticked incessantly.

The man was... Sherlock Haigeway.

He still had that gentlemanly appearance; even on this wasteland full of absurdity and eeriness, he still maintained that noble-like composure and elegance.

"My, my, what a coincidence."

Xia Lange took off the top hat on his head and bowed slightly to the [coughing ghoul clone] controlled by Lin Chuan.

"Under the guidance of the great [card game dominator], and led by the unpredictable threads of fate... we meet again, my friend."

His voice was magnetic and gentle, like greeting an old friend in an opera house.

But Lin Chuan keenly sensed.

At this moment, Xia Lan was faintly exuding a distorted, eerie, yet powerful rule fluctuation that made one's heart palpitate.

His Terror Level had actually risen to SS-Rank First Order!

"You've become stronger."

Lin Chuan controlled the Coughing Ghoul and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Hehe, a little bit of progress, not worth mentioning."

Xia Lange smiled and shook his head, then stepped forward two paces, his azure eyes staring intently at the Coughing Ghoul, his nostrils twitching slightly.

"Hmm... this disgusting smell of rot..."

"It seems you've just encountered an unfriendly 'guest'."

"Hmm... it should be the Rotten Old Master? That ugly existence who calls himself a subordinate of the 'Fallen Light Heaven'..."

Lin Chuan was not surprised that Xia Lan saw through his encounter at a glance.

As a kin of the [card game dominator], it wasn't strange for the other party to be able to perceive and distinguish the rule aura from the Rotten Old Master of the "Chaos Void Realm".

Seeing that Lin Chuan no longer responded, Xia Lange snapped his fingers, a playful smile appearing on his face, and continued to talk to himself:

"That greedy one from the Disease Domain is always so disregardful of hygiene."

"Turning a perfectly good world into a mess, he really has no public spirit at all."

As he spoke, he took a clean white handkerchief from his pocket and covered his nose and mouth, as if he really smelled some foul stench.

"So..."

He turned his head and looked at the Coughing Ghoul, a crazy light flashing in his eyes.

"How about... cooperating once more?"

"For instance... dealing with that Old Master?"

Xia Lange's voice was soft, but every word he spoke carried an incomparable madness.

Dealing with an SSS-Rank Old Master?!

Even if the other party had only descended with half of its original body, it was still a true SSS-Rank existence!

Even if Lin Chuan's true body came now, he wouldn't have a thirty percent chance!

Even if Xia Lan had been promoted to an SS-Rank Taboo, and even if he had a [Dominator] behind him... he still didn't have the qualifications to provoke an Old Master!

"Are you crazy?"

Lin Chuan controlled the [coughing ghoul clone] and asked coldly.

"No, no, no, how can this be called crazy?"

Xia Lange waved his hand elegantly, a morbid excitement appearing on his face.

"This is called... art."

"The weak overcoming the strong... what a grand and fascinating script!"

"And..."

He lowered his voice, his tone carrying a hint of temptation.

"I won't face Him directly!"

"I just want to... borrow His body for a use."

"Borrow the body?"

"Exactly."

Xia Lange pointed to the sky.

"My lord, the [card game dominator]... has always wanted to descend into this world, but has always lacked a sufficiently powerful vessel."

"The six taboos of meishan before were not bad, but... a slight accident occurred!"

"But it doesn't matter, everything is arranged by fate."

"Now this Rotten Old Master..."

"Possesses an SSS-Rank body; as a vessel... it's clearly more perfect!!"

Hearing this, Lin Chuan finally understood Xia Lan's plan.

He wanted to use the Rotten Old Master as a medium to forcibly summon the true body of the [card game dominator] to descend!

"What makes you think you can succeed?"

"Just with your SS-Rank First Order strength?"

Lin Chuan did not refuse, because he also had his own calculations.

"Of course not."

Xia Lange gave a mysterious smile and took out a golden card from his bosom.

On that card was drawn a rotating Wheel of Fate, exuding heart-palpitating rule fluctuations.

"I have this."

"Fate Reversal Card."

He looked deeply at the Coughing Ghoul.

"Furthermore... isn't there still you? My friend."

Lin Chuan fell silent.

He was weighing the options.

This was indeed an extremely crazy plan, but it was also full of temptation.

If it really succeeded... then he might be able to get a share of the pie, and even gain unimaginable benefits from it!

"Deal."

After a long while, a hoarse voice rang out from the Coughing Ghoul's throat.

"Pleasure doing business with you."

The smile on Xia Lange's face became even more brilliant.

He reached out his hand and shook the withered hand of the Coughing Ghoul... at the same time.

Southern Continent, Peacock Holy Nation.

In a dead land shrouded in blood-colored Buddha light.

Two figures abruptly appeared in front of an abandoned temple.

It was Mr. K, who had mysteriously disappeared before, and that S-rank Taboo Master—Ning Shou!

But at this moment.

The state of the two was eerie to the extreme.

Mr. K's sharp suit was already tattered, revealing the skin underneath covered in black patterns.

His eyes were blood-red, a foolish smile hung on his lips, and saliva trickled down from the corner of his mouth.

"Hehe... Buddha... True Buddha..."

He held a palm-sized, hideous black Buddha statue in his hands, as if holding a peerless treasure.

And Ning Shou on the side looked even more terrifying.

Half of his body had become lignified, growing countless roots that dug deep into the ground.

The other half of his body looked as if it had been scorched by high temperatures, charred black.

"Damn it... damn it..."

Ning Shou growled in pain, his eyes full of struggle and despair.

"This is not evolution at all..."

"This is... a curse!!"

"Shh!!"

Mr. K suddenly put a finger to his lips, making a shushing gesture.

"Don't speak..."

"The True Buddha... is about to wake up..."

He pointed to the depths of the temple.

There, a ten-faced buddha statue that had long since weathered until its features were indistinguishable suddenly... opened its eyes!