Me and My Cold CEO Wife

Chapter 2046 - 2035: The Plaza Tragedy

At this moment, Ning Fan heard Vivian's panicked voice, "This isn't my doing.""What isn't your doing... there's a smell of blood."

Ning Fan frowned, surveying the area ahead.

What came into view was a towering mountain, its entire body glowing with a white light,

At the peak of the mountain, a palace-like structure could be vaguely seen.

"That should be the Mount of Light!"

Ning Fan withdrew his gaze, looking around at the scene before him.

This too was a wide, flat square, similar in size and design to the one in front of the Main Hall, with lines etched on the ground that bore some resemblance.

The square also had an arched gate with angelic reliefs standing proudly; Ning Fan was now standing beneath it.

It could be said that this place was a replica of the outside, but the only difference was.

The square before Ning Fan's eyes was nothing like the solemn, holy place outside.

The jade-white floor seemed as if it had been splattered with red paint, blotches and disfigured, emitting a pungent bloody stench—exactly the scent Ning Fan had detected earlier.

Amidst this sea of blood lay countless corpses dressed in white robes.

"It's too tragic!"

Even though Ning Fan was a battle-hardened veteran, he couldn't help but be terrified by the Asura scene before him.

The bodies on the ground were almost entirely incomplete, most missing arms or legs, some torn in half, severed at the waist, or split apart vertically.

The nature of the wounds suggested these were not caused by sharp weapons, but appeared to be torn apart by brute force.

Ning Fan exclaimed, "What on earth happened here?"

"I don't know. It was like this when I came in."

Vivian added, "Let me make it clear. This wasn't my doing."

"Of course, it wasn't you."

With those words, Ning Fan countered, "Why are you explaining yourself to me?"

"I'm not explaining."

"Such a tsundere."

Ning Fan muttered to himself, which actually proved that he was increasingly important in Vivian's heart.

Ning Fan frowned as he approached the bodies, only to discover up close that the ground was riddled with pits and covered in rubble, having undergone some form of violent destruction.

Because it was covered by blood, it wasn't immediately obvious.

The parts of the ground that were intact, however, showed signs of scorching from intense flames.

As for the piles of corpses, they were all men and women dressed in white robes, with no members of other factions present.

Ning Fan mused, "These should be people from the Holy Temple."

But the question arose, who exactly killed these people?

The blood had already coagulated into a dark brown plasma, stepping on it gave a nauseatingly slippery feeling.

"Looks like it's been here for some time."

At this moment, Ning Fan's pupils shrank, and he exclaimed, "The Sanctuary of Light is finished."

Vivian asked in confusion, "What do you mean?"

Gazing at the majestic Holy Mountain not far away, Ning Fan sighed, "Apart from us, there might not be any other living people here. Even if there were, they could only be the murderers."

If the people of the Sanctuary of Light were still around, they would have cleaned up this mountain of corpses and sea of blood long ago, they certainly wouldn't leave the bodies to desecrate this holy place.

"The believers of the God King of Light, dead just like that..."

As she spoke, Vivian inexplicably felt a coldness in her heart, then noticed a pair of eerie eyes staring at her.

Ning Fan said in a stern voice, "Some things are better left unsaid."

"It's not like we killed them. Besides, when we kill, you don't go easy on them either."

Vivian muttered in a disgruntled, low voice.

"That's different. Killing is just a means to an end; but slaughtering is something else entirely, that's pure psychopathy."

Ning Fan was somewhat downcast, because of Alice, he did not have an aversion to the Holy Temple, he even might clap his hands at their misfortune.

Yet seeing all these corpses with eyes wide open in death, Ning Fan felt a heavy sense of sorrow.

Their eyes widened, mouths agape, twisted expressions—all clearly showing that these people suffered inhumane pain before their death.

Especially some of the women among them, who lay stark naked, their whole bodies bruised and swollen, their arms and legs twisted out of shape.

One could only imagine the treatment they had suffered.

What angered Ning Fan the most was that these bodies were incomplete.

This incompleteness referred to a lack of parts.

He noticed some bodies could not be pieced together at all.

"If my guess is correct, the missing body parts must have been eaten."

On many torn corpses, teeth marks could be seen on the bones.

"What kind of being is this cruel... or perhaps it's not human?"

Ning Fan's gaze shifted, discovering a huge purplish handprint on the body of a female corpse.

It seemed as if a large beast had grabbed this woman, shoved her into its mouth, but only ate the upper half before discarding the other half on the ground.

This sea of bodies was irrefutable evidence of a one-sided battle.

The people of the Sanctuary of Light, facing an unknown enemy, were like lambs to the slaughter.

Ning Fan's expression tightened, suddenly asking, "Vivian, can you sense any other presences?"

If this beast had emerged from the Mount of Light, it would surely be visible to the world.

But in reality, there had been no such news, which proved that this beast was still lurking within the Secret Realm.

"Apart from Holy Power, there are several other presences mixed in."

"Several? Could it be the culprits are more than one?"

"Of course there's more than one. These presences at least include Chimera and Behemoth."

Vivian wondered aloud, "Strange. How can such creatures still exist in the Origin World, they should have vanished long ago."

Chimera, with the head of a lion, body of a goat, and tail of a serpent, was a pet created by the Goddess of the Night.

Chimera served as the guardian beast for the goddess's people—the Dark Night Elves.

Behemoth, on the other hand, was a war weapon created by the Beast God, an emperor-level member of the Beast Clans.

In the era of the divine descent, the Divine Spirits created many strange and powerful races.

These races, favored by the Divine Spirits, thrived and multiplied in the Origin World.

But later, as the will of Origin awakened, the world's magic power began to drain rapidly,

Under the increasing pressure from the awakened will, the Divine Spirits chose to depart from this world.

Before leaving, the Divine Spirits transported all the races and families they had created, their followers, and any living beings favored by their divine grace, to Middle Earth.

After such a long passage of time, even if some beings chose to remain.

Subjected to the influence of the will of Origin, their powers would steadily decline, their bodies aging day by day.

Though Demon Beasts are inherently mighty, their strength diminishes without access to a bounty of magic power to nourish their flesh and blood; mere food cannot satiate them.

Even the most renowned Longevity Species cannot withstand the erosion of time.

This is why Vivian found it strange, for they should have vanished in the river of history long ago.

Ning Fan questioned, "You mean they should exist in Middle Earth."

"Yes. The Origin World's magic is too scarce, the magical beasts created by the Divine Spirits cannot survive in such an environment."