Chapter 121 Parting Ways

"The only two organizations that can accommodate fusionists in this world are the Fusion Faction and the Twilight Society.

The Fusion Faction is composed of fusionists, but members generally have a fanatical admiration for "fusion" and "evolution", and believe that Shinto is a shortcut that does not belong to the direction of human evolution... If you were a fusionist, you would never argue with me about good and evil just now, but would persuade me to give up Shinto and embrace true evolution."

Han Meng's voice was very calm, as if he wanted to hit the deepest secret in Chen Ling's heart.

"So, you are from the Twilight Society."

Hearing this, Chen Ling frowned slightly under the mask. He didn't expect that Han Meng seemed to be shutting up, but was actually waiting for him to speak first and relax his vigilance...

The reason why he only mentioned "Jiangtian Sect" and "Twilight Society" but not "Fusion Faction" just now was probably to bury a hook for himself to distinguish the forces he was in.

"Can't I belong to any force?" Chen Ling asked back.

"Of course." Han Meng paused for a moment, "I admit that I had some gambling elements, but now it seems... I should have made the right bet."

Chen Ling:...

Cheating again, right?

Chen Ling recalled the first time Han Meng bluffed him. He escaped the first time, but he didn't expect to be tricked the second time... Han Meng, this old cunning guy, he should have left just now. The longer he stayed with him, the more flaws he would find.

However, even if the identity of the Dusk Society was exposed, Chen Ling was not too panicked. After all, even if Han Meng didn't test him, he would find an opportunity to expose his identity as a member of the Dusk Society.

The dark mask stared at Han Meng for a long time, chuckled, and seemed to have discovered something interesting.

"You are very smart, don't you consider joining the Dusk Society?"

"No." Han Meng refused straightforwardly.

"Why?"

"Because I am a law enforcement officer, and you are the criminals who destroy the world."

"We just want to restart the world." The scarlet eyes on the black mask stared at Han Meng, "You said it yourself, law enforcement officers do not represent good... Why do you think we are criminals?"

"Restarting the world, isn't it the destruction of the world? How can the world be restarted if it is not destroyed?"

Chen Ling was stunned.

"Even if the Aurora Realm is rotten to the core, it still protects millions of people... and law enforcement officers exist to protect the realm." Han Meng looked at the mask and answered calmly, "I don't care what other law enforcement officers do, but I, Han Meng, will fulfill my duties to the end."

A gust of cold wind swept across the gray sky, and on the barren land, black windbreakers and scarlet robes stood face to face, rustling.

"In that case... you can leave." A cold voice came from behind the mask.

The reason why Chen Ling wanted to expose the identity of a member of the Dusk Club was to see if it was possible to pull Han Meng into the Dusk Club, because he felt that Han Meng was incompatible with the law enforcement system of the entire Aurora Realm... A super genius who was oppressed, neglected, and demoted to the outside of Aurora City should be a suitable target for poaching.

But Han Meng's answer made him a little regretful... but it was expected.

Han Meng also knew that the other party saved him, probably to see if it was possible to pull him into the Dusk Club, but with his clear refusal, the other party had completely lost interest in him.

He did not kill him on the spot, but let him leave, which was beyond Han Meng's expectation.

The information that should be inquired has been inquired, and Han Meng did not say more. He finally took a look at the scarlet robe fluttering in the wind, turned around and walked towards the intersection of the gray realm where he came from.

In this gray world, two figures, one black and one red, parted ways.

As the black figure gradually disappeared at the end of the field of vision, at the end of the horizon, waves of swaying giant shadows approached the direction where Han Meng left again, and the earth trembled slightly, as if foreshadowing the arrival of some kind of disaster.

On the lonely earth, the scarlet robe swayed silently, and the black mask stared at that direction. After a long time, he shook his head helplessly...

...

Hearing the hissing sound from afar, Han Meng's heart sank.

Sure enough, he was able to walk safely in the gray world for so long because he stayed with the mysterious red-clothed man. As soon as he left the other party's side, disasters would target him...

After resting for so long, Han Meng's body has almost recovered. He took a deep breath, and his figure soared into the air like a black arrow!

This place is not far from the intersection of the gray world where he came from. If he goes all out, he should be able to go back before those disasters come.

As Han Meng's figure gradually rose, he could already see the gray vortex hanging in the air, but at this moment, many shadow waves were rushing into the vortex frantically. They were the shadow centipedes that had fought with Han Meng before.

Seeing this scene, Han Meng's heart sank!

They went back again?

These shadow centipedes suddenly went crazy and ran back to the gray world from the third area. Halfway through the run, they seemed to have lost their target. After wandering for a long time, they chose to return the same way... and judging from their number, at least hundreds of them have already gone back.

Han Meng's eyes flashed with urgency. He rushed to the intersection of the gray world at full speed, but he was still too far away. Just halfway through the flight, the shadow centipedes had all moved away.

"Oh no..." Han Meng endured the severe pain of the wound, accelerated again, and plunged into the gray vortex.

A familiar dizziness came, and Han Meng only felt a stumble under his feet, and his figure had returned to the steel plant.

At this moment, the devastated steel plant was dead silent. Through the dense holes, no trace of any shadow centipedes could be seen, as if they had all left.

Han Meng rushed out of the factory and barely saw a few black shadows disappearing in the thick fog... That direction was exactly where the block was.

These shadow centipedes must have known that Han Meng was trapped in the canyon, and no one in District 3 could stop them, so they came back directly, and the fact was indeed so... Without Han Meng, no one in District 3 could stop a fifth-level disaster.

Han Meng's heart had sunk to the bottom. He knew that even if he rushed to District 3 now, it would be too late. Those sub-bodies had already scattered to various streets in the block. No matter how strong Han Meng was, he could not split himself. By the time he eliminated all the sub-bodies one by one, they had almost slaughtered District 3.

Han Meng clenched his fists and tried to calm down. Just as he was about to rush out and forcefully defeat them one by one, light footsteps came from behind him.

Han Meng looked back suddenly and saw that the familiar costume had stood on the top of the factory building and fluttered gently.

"Why are you here?" Han Meng frowned and asked in a deep voice.

"The gray world is too boring, I came out to take a breath." On the black mask, the exaggerated smiley face mask was slightly obscured by the thick fog. He looked down at Han Meng under his feet and said lightly, "By the way, let me remind you."

"Remind?"

"Light the torch, they will come because of it."

Chen Ling slowly opened his arms, and the bright red sleeves in the wind were like butterfly wings, falling forward like embracing the sky... The next moment, his figure turned into countless flying paper butterflies, flying away in an overwhelming manner.

Amid the paper butterflies, a poker card gently fell on the ground in front of Han Meng,

It was a [6 of Hearts].