Chapter 541: How Cold It Is Outside

Name:Hades, the Urban Legend Author:
Chapter 541: Chapter 541: How Cold It Is Outside

Perhaps it was because the noise was too loud, or maybe the drug's effects had worn off, or it could be that too much time had passed. In any case, Lin Ruoxi chose this moment to wake up—right when Yang Chen was killing someone, with the shimmering shield enveloping them, surrounded by icy mountains and snowy seas.

From the complex mix of emotions in Lin Ruoxi's eyes—panic, excitement, confusion, pain, and indescribable feelings—Yang Chen guessed that she might have been awake for a while already.

"Heh, awake?" Yang Chen suddenly realized he was stating the obvious.

Lin Ruoxi stared deeply at him for a moment, then all the emotions she had just shown vanished as if they had never appeared. She said nothing, cautiously looking at the shimmering shield around them. Whether due to the cold or fear, she shivered and shrank back.

Like a delicate flower in the icy snow, she was completely out of place with the surrounding world.

Stern and Alice exchanged glances, each seeing the schadenfreude in the other's eyes. They knew very well that while all of this was under Yang Chen's control, it had been kept a secret from Lin Ruoxi.

Yang Chen, scratching the back of his head, pondered how to communicate with Lin Ruoxi. His plan to feign retreat and then strike had considered the possibility that Lin Ruoxi might uncover some of his long-hidden secrets. But after much thought, he decided it was better to be honest sooner or later, so he didn't hesitate much in arranging this series of events.

However, facing Lin Ruoxi in such a unique environment made Yang Chen a bit nervous. He took several deep breaths to steady his emotions.

Seeing Lin Ruoxi sitting on the deck without speaking, Yang Chen assumed she was terrified. After all, despite her strong mental fortitude, witnessing such extraordinary scenes and hearing conversations that seemed otherworldly was overwhelming enough not to faint.

"Don't worry, it's all over. Come, I'll take you back to the ship. We can return to the hotel tonight," Yang Chen said as he approached Lin Ruoxi and extended his hand. The shield Stern cast posed no barrier to him.

Grasping Lin Ruoxi's cold hand, Yang Chen infused a bit of true energy into her to ward off the extreme cold outside.

Lin Ruoxi did not resist or show any emotion. Uncharacteristically obedient, she let Yang Chen hold her hand, stand her up, and lead her away without uttering a word.

Her eyes looked indifferent, her face expressionless, and she didn't utter a single word. The woman who was usually as cold as ice now seemed like a perfect ice sculpture, devoid of any emotions, standing on the snowy ship.

Yang Chen finally realized that the situation was far more delicate than he had anticipated. His imagined scenario was vastly different from reality.

Even if Lin Ruoxi slapped him hard, glared at him fiercely, or cursed him coldly, Yang Chen would have accepted it willingly.

But her complete silence made Yang Chen very uncomfortable.

What went wrong? Unable to figure it out, Yang Chen decided to set it aside for now. The priority was to get Lin Ruoxi and the others, including the mother and son, back to safety.

Of course, Yang Chen was only responsible for escorting Lin Ruoxi. Little Harry and his mother were taken back to the ship by the Stern siblings. He had no intention of letting those two onlookers slack off.

The French officials, including Fodesa, watched as their former possession was taken away. Though they had mixed feelings, they didn't dare voice any complaints. Fortunately, with the Domain of the Gods gone, the crisis for the president and the EU was over, and they didn't suffer any real loss.

At this time, Sargeras and his daughter Lilith approached. Sargeras, with Lilith, bowed slightly and smiled, "Thanks to your intervention, Lord Hades. If you're willing to stay a few more days, I would like to invite you to my castle to show our hospitality."

Yang Chen waved his hand. "Forget it. I'm not interested in your thousand-year-old house. You should go back and recuperate from being pierced by the Longinus Spear. If the clan leader of the Ventrue clan falls, the Camarilla would be in chaos."

Sargeras looked a bit embarrassed. "Hehe, it's no big deal. The Longinus Spear has great destructive power, but with your help, Lord Hades, I can still hold on."

Lilith, standing quietly by, had a shy and complicated expression in her enchanting blue eyes, her thoughts unclear.

The Stern siblings were already impatient, holding each other and kissing for a while. Seeing Yang Chen still chatting, Stern waved his hand, "Hey, Mr. Yang, we're waiting to ride in your car back to Paris. Can you hurry up? It's freezing out here!"

Everyone else silently despised them. As if they could feel the cold!

Yang Chen was about to tease the siblings when a sudden sense of alarm flashed through his mind.

"Something's wrong!"

Just as he realized it, it was already too late!

A hundred meters away, as Soren and his group walked towards their parked car, there was a sudden spatial fluctuation beside the leading Soren!

Before Soren could react, the box in his arms disappeared!

"Clang—"

The crisp sound of metal echoed as the Death God's Sword, now devoid of its black box, fell to the ground!

Yang Chen, Stern, and Alice appeared in front of the startled Soren almost instantly, right as the sword hit the ground, shocking everyone!

"Still, it's too late," Yang Chen said haltingly, managing only a bitter smile, over and over again.

He had thought this time was a miscalculation, that the mysterious person wouldn't steal the Sword of Death. But to his great surprise, that guy didn't just refrain from stealing—it was only when there were fewer people that he made his move. Everyone had relaxed their guard, thinking he wouldn't show up, and that's when he struck!

Looking down at the Sword of Death, which had clearly been drained of all its divine power—or rather, it should now be called an "ordinary metal sword"—Yang Chen clenched his fists tightly.