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Chapter 2503: Igniting the Storm · Oct 23, 2026

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2501 Chapter 2500: The Rapidly Collapsing Moore 2026-10-23
2502 Chapter 2501: Precious Mirror of Life and Death 2026-10-23
2503 Chapter 2502: A Sea of Ox Heads 2026-10-23
2504 Chapter 2503: Igniting the Storm 2026-10-23
2505 Chapter 2504: Shadow of Death 2026-10-23
2506 Chapter 2505: Pay-to-Win Player 2026-10-23
2507 Chapter 2506: Dereliction of Duty 2026-10-23
2508 Chapter 2507: True Colors 2026-10-23
2509 Chapter 2508: The Turtledove Occupying the Magpie’s Nest 2026-10-23
2510 Chapter 2509: Incident File 2026-10-23
2511 Chapter 2510: Arrogance and Laurie 2026-10-23
2512 Chapter 2511: Ancient Angel 2026-10-23
2513 Chapter 2512: On-Site Enlightenment 2026-10-23
2514 Chapter 2513: Three Wings 2026-10-23
2515 Chapter 2514: The Twenty-Two-Ring Worm 2026-10-23
2516 Chapter 2515: The Misdated Report 2026-10-23
2517 Chapter 2516: Land of the Living Dead 2026-10-23
2518 Chapter 2517: Tower Keeper 2026-10-23
2519 Chapter 2518: Lighthouse 2026-10-23
2520 Chapter 2519: Point of Ignition 2026-10-23
2521 Chapter 2520: The Destroyer on the Lighthouse 2026-10-23
2522 Chapter 2521: Late 2026-10-23
2523 Chapter 2522: Hearing the Dao in the Morning 2026-10-23
2524 Chapter 2523: A Different Angle 2026-10-23
2525 Chapter 2524: For Whom the Lighthouse Burns 2026-10-23
2526 Chapter 2525: The Growing Club 2026-10-23
2527 Chapter 2526: Suppression Techniques 2026-10-23
2528 Chapter 2527: Respective Fates 2026-10-23
2529 Chapter 2528: Killing Others Is Not as Good as Killing Oneself 2026-10-23
2530 Chapter 2529: Reenactment 2026-10-23
2531 Chapter 2530: The Shadow in the Inverted Lake 2026-10-23
2532 Chapter 2531: Fulfilling Duties 2026-10-23
2533 Chapter 2532: Blood Face 2026-10-23
2534 Chapter 2533: A Higher Entity’s Desire to Survive 2026-10-23
2535 Chapter 2534: Unforgivable Sin 2026-10-23
2536 Chapter 2535: Chief Judge 2026-10-23
2537 Chapter 2536: Commandment Reconciliation 2026-10-23
2538 Chapter 2537: What is Overly Rigid Snaps Easily 2026-10-23
2539 Chapter 2538: A Thousand Madnesses in an Instant 2026-10-23
2540 Chapter 2539: A Classic Commission 2026-10-23
2541 Chapter 2541: Classroom Patrol 2026-10-23
2542 Chapter 2542: The Third Fold Lost 2026-10-23
2543 Chapter 2543: Mental Calculation 2026-10-23
2544 Chapter 2544: Matrix 2026-10-23
2545 Chapter 2545: A Shared Melody 2026-10-23
2546 Chapter 2546: Academic Integrity 2026-10-23
2547 Chapter 2547: A Fallen Persona 2026-10-23
2548 Chapter 2548: I Come From Moore 2026-10-23
2549 Chapter 2549: The Unseen Lighthouse 2026-10-23
2550 Chapter 2550: Fourth Fold of Heart-Slaying Power 2026-10-23

Truly astonishing. Is his wisdom actually still growing?

The fire Fu Qian mentioned was naturally the same burning power that had appeared on the bats from the very beginning.

It turned out this wasn’t an isolated case. Similar traces could be seen on both the old man and the minotaurs.

Most were scorch marks left by the flames, but on a few, the glow of fire could still be seen.

It felt like a common mark shared by every lifeform in this place.

The bats belonged to Excellency Serana, but did the flames belong to the God of Death?

This gave the Fire Bats he had seen earlier a sudden new explanation.

However, the old man’s answer to Fu Qian’s question completely overturned his assumptions.

They had only appeared recently?

That made it hard to claim this was the power of the God of Death.Furthermore, living up to the title of a Wise Dead, the old man had clearly never believed they were of the same kind.

”So when did the fires start?”

Fu Qian’s expression remained entirely unfazed as he naturally continued his questioning.

Thinking he was perfectly hidden, only to look up and find himself being stared at so meaningfully—it was certainly a shocking twist.

On one hand, it was a classic horror movie trope. On the other hand, it wasn’t exactly a surprise to Fu Qian.

As he noted earlier, his primary focus had always been the old man’s mental state.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have casually introduced himself as one of their kind at the start, only to make no effort to maintain the facade in his later wording.

For example, when asking about the state of the dead, he had always addressed them as ”you all.”

Nor had he bothered to physically disguise himself, not even faking a few scorch marks.

Now it seemed the old man wasn’t just clear-headed about his own condition; he saw right through this outsider with crystal clarity.

Coupled with the bizarre atmosphere before them, one could only say the caliber of a Wise Dead was continuing to rise.

”Just a few days ago.”

Sure enough, the old man didn’t linger on the tedious matter of exposing his disguise. Looking quite satisfied with Fu Qian’s reaction, he answered the question directly.

”Something ignited the storm, and none of the dead within it were spared.”

...

A few days ago?

It couldn’t be that Excellency Serana had discovered this place long ago and was just playing dumb, could it?

It had to be said, the old man’s answer flipped everything on its head.

The flames hadn’t always existed; they had appeared suddenly.

The timing was also peculiar. It didn’t quite line up with Excellency Serana’s disappearance, which meant the chances of her causing it were rather slim.

But it did seem to line up with something else—

Excellency Solondil suddenly starting to surf the waves? And the message Kelsen left for him.

The former’s opportunity for advancement was right here. The credibility of this theory was only increasing.

To summarize, did some sort of anomaly first occur here in Moore, which then attracted Solondil’s attention and led to the subsequent series of events?

More causes and effects were starting to connect.

”Is the weather in this place always like this?”

Fu Qian’s focus, however, was rather unconventional. In the old man’s narrative, he subtly treated the storm as an essential attribute of this place.

”Of course. The storm here never ceases.”

The old man’s tone was absolute.

”What if the world of the living clears up and becomes sunny?”

Fu Qian did not let the subject go so easily.

”You ask a very interesting question.”

The old man showed a rare flicker of surprise, not denying the mention of the world of the living.

”This is the Land of the Dead within the storm. When the storm does not exist, it naturally does not exist either... I said earlier, death is far more than just the simple opposite of life.”

...

Born of the storm, even?

The old man’s final statement was somewhat abstract, but Fu Qian still managed to extract the keywords from it.

When the weather on the other side in Moore was clear and sunny, did this place simply cease to exist?

Suddenly, comparing the two realms to Yin and Yang didn’t seem quite fitting anymore.

Naturally, the probability of encountering Excellency Solondil here rose once again.

”Thanks for sharing. This should help me verify where the fire came from... Is there anything in here that differs from your impression of it?”

Feeling he had gained a great deal, Fu Qian thanked him while simultaneously inviting the old man to join his game of spot-the-difference.

”Someone has indeed been here... Something is wrong over there.”

The old man did not disappoint. He offered a clear conclusion right away, even pointing a finger toward a specific direction below them.

”You mean the one with only a single horn? He is certainly unique, but the reason shouldn’t be that simple, right?”

Fu Qian followed his gaze, naturally locking onto a specific figure, though he also raised a doubt.

The figure was short in stature, yet the bull head on his neck was exceptionally large. Compared to the others, his appearance was indeed far more distinct.

”Of course not. You tell me the reason.”

This time, the old man’s reaction was different. Breaking from his previous style of sharing everything he knew, he stared at Fu Qian and prompted him to explain.

”Disharmony. It looks like someone is missing in front of him.”

The test came out of nowhere, but Fu Qian wasn’t the least bit displeased, providing the answer in an instant.

...

As mentioned before, assuming that special buildings would definitely spawn elite monsters or treasure chests was a bit too heavily rooted in gaming logic.

From the moment he entered the slaughterhouse until now, the most unique thing he had found in the entire place was actually that door.

Although the scene inside the building was eerie, there was absolutely nothing broken, nor were there any fallen corpses.

It was enough to make one doubt whether Excellency Serana had even been here at all, or if she had merely peeked through the door before leaving.

But that was only on the surface. Observation was never such a simple matter.

As they walked along just now, besides verifying that all the parts on the minotaurs’ bodies were intact, there was one other detail Fu Qian had not overlooked: the rhythm of the crowd’s movement.

They were neither customers nor merchants. This densely packed flow of people was simply walking along a specific route, looping over and over again.

Many things might appear chaotic, but if you observed them long enough, it became very easy to spot the disharmonies within.

And the spot the old man had just pointed out was exactly that.

There wasn’t an exaggeratedly large gap left open, but the rhythm of the short minotaur’s footsteps constantly gave off the impression that he was carefully dodging something in front of him.

What could it be?

Rather than some invisible person walking there, Fu Qian leaned more toward the possibility that someone used to walk there.

”Yes, someone was once there, but they have departed... I now believe you can solve the matter of the fire. Could it be the woman you are looking for?”

It turned out the old man’s view was identical. Nodding in agreement, he finally looked away, even offering Fu Qian a word of praise.

”Highly probable.”

Faced with such a blunt question, Fu Qian let out a sigh.

Given Excellency Serana’s personality, how could she possibly tolerate coming to a place like this only to end up empty-handed?

While she might not be uninhibited enough to outright suck some blood for a taste, she would definitely try her best to probe for useful information, provided it was safe to do so.

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