Chapter 827: Radiant Lights
Li Xiaofei looked on, confused, as Black Emperor dashed forward and started nosing around the bottom right corner between the city gate and the wall.
There, embedded neatly into the base of the structure... was a dog hole. It was roughly thirty centimeters in diameter. Black Emperor immediately squeezed into the hole and slipped through the massive wall. Then, from the other side of the gate, it turned back and waved at Li Xiaofei, beckoning him forward.
Son of a... Li Xiaofei cursed under his breath, With my status and dignity, you want me to crawl through a damn dog hole?
Black Emperor tilted its head, confusion written all over its canine face. Li Xiaofei fell silent. Then, grumbling under his breath, he activated his Bone-Shrinking Technique and reluctantly crawled in after it. Black Emperor tilted its head even further, watching him squirm through. Li Xiaofei responded by giving the mutt a good kick.
He stepped out into the city, and what lay before him made him pause. The scene... It looked strangely familiar.
Li Xiaofei narrowed his eyes, searching his memory, until his expression changed to one of deeper astonishment.
This place... Wasn’t it the same map used during the college championship back on Earth, in the light core virtual world?
It was Chang’an in Flames. A once-majestic capital now ravaged by war, reduced to ruin. From collapsed buildings to burning homes, everything matched that battlefield map from the light core simulation.
However, this wasn’t Chang’an Street, this was the real Heaven. Back then, the light core must have used a mirrored replica of this place as a map, and perhaps, that wasn’t a coincidence.
The crackling sound of fire reached Li Xiaofei’s ears. In front of him stretched a wide district, filled mostly with wooden buildings and pavilions. The inferno had been raging for who knew how long, and it still hadn’t stopped. Flames licked hungrily at the structures, and thick smoke blanketed half the sky.
The air was saturated with the stench of blood, while corpses lay scattered across the ground. Li Xiaofei walked forward in silence and picked up a broken sword. Only two-thirds of its blade remained, the rest having snapped off. Blood was splattered across its surface. It was a kind of blood he recognized immediately. The blood of the Night Fiends. The enemy was the Night Fiends.
He soon came across a few dismembered bodies. The wounds were unmistakably inflicted by claws and bone blades, classic Night Fiend weapons. But there were very few human corpses left. Most had probably already been devoured.