Elysian Realm: A Brutal Beating for Hua

"So, what have you decided? Do you want to come out with us? Elysia's in. Who else has the same idea?"

After eating and drinking their fill, the Flame-Chasers were in no hurry to leave. Ever since they had left the Hyperion a few days ago, they had all returned to their respective domains and barely spoken to one another. It was rare for them to have dinner together like this. Aside from Chrono, who sat there with his arms folded, the other Flame-Chasers were chatting idly. Zhang Wei's question brought them all to a pause.

That was right. Several days had passed, and they had all made up their minds. It was not some difficult choice, so there was no need to spend a year and a half thinking it over.

"Eden, come out with me and see the new world!" Elysia clung to Eden's arm and said coquettishly.

"I really can't do anything about you. All right." Eden smiled indulgently. How could she bear to refuse Elysia's request?

"Captain, could you briefly tell us about the situation outside?" Eden asked.

Although there had been visitors not long ago, they had not discussed much about the outside world. Since they had no intention of going out at the time, they had not been particularly interested. As for Gray Serpent, that was even more absurd.

Other than Griseo, who had carried out Project Ark, the surviving Flame-Chasers—Kevin, Su, and Hua—had not uploaded any messages for over a thousand years. Gray Serpent had not reported any trivial matters either.

"What do you want to know? What year is it outside?" Zhang Wei nodded. Since they had not even taken a trip around Earth yet, they had no idea what era it was.

"A World Serpent visitor mentioned that the First Herrscher appeared forty years ago!" Elysia said. Back then, she had regretted not having the chance to meet the first Herrscher of this civilization.

Zhang Wei nodded in understanding. Outside, it should be around the time of the Second Honkai Outbreak, though he did not know whether it was before or after.

"Something must have happened to my original body. The only one capable of doing that, before Finality appeared..." Kevin said calmly.

Though he did not finish, the Flame-Chasers all fell silent. Other than a force like Finality, there was only one person who could cause something to happen to Kevin. Kevin knew just how obsessed his original body was. The Stigmata Project would inevitably be carried out, so conflict with Su and the others was certain.

And he knew himself as well. Even that battle-worn original body would still show mercy in the end, even if he and Su became enemies. Otherwise, even Su and Hua together could not possibly have made him lose contact.

"I'm sorry, Kevin..."

Su opened his eyes, filled with guilt. Though they all understood it in their hearts, having it laid out so plainly brought back the guilt he had carried all these years, even if he was merely a Memory Body.

"..." Kevin shook his head without saying anything, but Su knew that Kevin did not mind.

"Kevin has probably been sunk in the Sea of Quantum for over a thousand years. How do you feel about that, Su?" Zhang Wei could not help but marvel. Kevin was such an absurdly overpowered bug of an existence, yet this psychic Fusion Warrior had managed to sink him in the sea. Wasn't the reason obvious?

"Brother Su, you're amazing!" Pardo blurted out instinctively.

"Su, you managed to sink your little follower into the Sea of Quantum. You're not as weak as you look!" Mobius teased as well.

Kevin was not angry. His original body had been sunk—what did that have to do with him?

"Ahem, I'm only a doctor. How could I possibly have the strength to defeat Kevin? Even with schemes, they would be useless before Kevin's absolute power. I suppose Kevin let my original body have his way," Su said with a bitter smile.

Zhang Wei's expression turned strange. Only a doctor? In his memories, in another universe, someone who claimed to be merely a scientist had lifted a Behemoth with one hand. An ordinary doctor could not survive Shamash in its berserk state.

"What about me? What changes have there been over the years?"

Hua spoke up. Fu Hua outside had been carrying out the Seed of Flame Project, so she had never uploaded her memories. As a result, she knew nothing.

"There haven't really been any changes. Your figure is still as..." Zhang Wei glanced at Hua's chest. She was a forthright woman.

"..."

Hua lowered her head and saw her own toes. Her face immediately darkened. Clenching her fists, she wanted to give him an Inch-Punch: Heaven's Open Spirit, but when she thought of Chrono's fate, she decided against it. She did not want to go into free fall and end up flattening her chest even more.

"Pfft!"

Elysia burst out laughing, her body shaking like a flower in the wind. The two full breasts before her dealt Hua a second devastating blow. Why had she even asked that question?

Zhang Wei found it amusing too. His aura immediately turned ethereal as he recited a poem.

"A poem from the Divine Land goes:

An immortal strokes my crown, And binds my hair, granting eternal life. By chance, I raise my head, And glimpse the immortal's flatness. Startled, I lower my head, Pretending I saw nothing. The immortal strokes my crown again— Inch-Punch: Heaven's Open Spirit."

Creak!

Hua clenched her fists tightly. If she ever found out who wrote that poem, she would definitely let him taste Heaven's Open Spirit.

So what if she was flat? Was she eating his rice?

Disrespecting an immortal master!

Every Flame-Chaser held back their laughter, afraid of hurting Hua's fragile heart even more. But judging by how hard they were struggling, they were clearly about to laugh themselves to death. Even Kevin, who was usually like a block of ice, had the corners of his mouth rising wildly, impossible to suppress.

They wondered whether the person who had spread that poem was still alive.

But it had been tens of thousands of years. Memory Bodies were one thing—they had no room to develop—but Fu Hua outside should not have been like this. Did this mean Hua had no possibility of developing any further? What a pitiful child.

"Big Sister Hua, are you all right?" Griseo asked in her innocent voice. She only wanted to show concern, unaware that she had just dealt Hua the final blow.

Crack!

The sound of a heart shattering seemed to vividly echo throughout the room. Hua looked at Griseo's abundant breasts, then walked to a corner, her entire body shrouded in shadow as she drew circles on the ground.

Why could even Griseo develop so magnificently while she was still flat as a board? Tears slipped from the corners of her eyes against her will.

"Big Sister Hua..." Griseo still did not understand why Hua had reacted that way. She had only asked a question. It should not have been a big deal.

"Hahaha, I can't anymore. Big Griseo, let Hua calm down by herself!" Elysia laughed until her stomach hurt, tears sliding down her cheeks. Hua really was pitiful. And Big Griseo too—didn't she know how devastating her words were at a time like this?

Hua knew Big Griseo had not meant it, which only made it more stifling. She could only swallow her resentment. Once she got out, even if that guy was dead, she would dig up his grave. How dare he make fun of an immortal.