Chapter 937: Counterattack and Deterrence

A faint light flashed before Chen Ling's eyes. He looked at Tian Huai in front of him, his gaze as calm as water.

A moment ago, the King of Silver had stolen his "doubt" again, just like last time. Unbeknownst to the King of Silver, Chen Ling had already figured everything out, and losing his "doubt" did not affect his existing conclusions.

Following the original script, Chen Ling said to Tian Huai:"Thank you."

Ying Fu, who was leaning against a wall nearby, saw this scene and fell into thought.

"Chen Ling, is it?" The expected voice spoke again from the side.

Chen Ling turned his head to see Chi Tong slowly approaching, pushing a dining cart covered with a silver cloche. His eyes narrowed, and his gaze upon Chen Ling was like that of someone eyeing a lamb to the slaughter.

"Are you full? If not, I have more here," Chi Tong said with a smile, his fingertips rubbing the silver cloche.

"No need, I'm already full."

"Are you sure you don't want any? This is quite rare... It would be a shame not to try it."

Chi Tong's tone carried a hint of regret, yet his gaze on Chen Ling became increasingly playful. He was very curious to see how this legendary integrator of the Doomsday Calamity would react to his manipulation.

He channeled his spiritual energy, preparing to activate the Thieving Art, while slowly beginning to speak:"Perhaps, let's take a look before..."

Before Chi Tong could utter his last word, the silver cloche in his hand suddenly shifted. The original serving dish had been replaced by a plate full of sharp bone fragments. He was slightly stunned by this sight.

The next moment, a crimson figure flashed before him!

Boom—!!!

Chi Tong's dining cart, along with the serving dish, was kicked into smithereens. The explosive roar instantly echoed throughout the hall, and everyone looked on in shock.

Chi Tong was dumbfounded; he had no idea what had just happened. The next moment, a hand grabbed his collar and slammed him violently against the wall!

A grotesque face, bleeding from all seven orifices, was pressed almost flush against Chi Tong's face!

"You... you're crazy?! What are you doing, out of nowhere?!" Chi Tong exclaimed, frowning.

In the eyes of Chi Tong and everyone else, Chi Tong had merely exchanged a couple of words with him, offering food from the dining cart. Yet, the next moment, Chen Ling erupted like a madman, kicking the cart to pieces and pressing Chi Tong, bleeding from all seven orifices, against the wall.

Chen Ling's actions completely defied everyone's expectations. They were illogical, unprovoked, and like those of a complete lunatic!

"I said I wouldn't eat! I won't eat it!!!"

A black firearm appeared from the sleeve of his opera robe. Chen Ling pressed its dark muzzle firmly against his own temple, glaring fiercely at the nearby Chi Tong, his voice a bestial, chilling growl:"Say one more unnecessary word, and see if I don't release that thing and devour everyone here?!"

At that moment, everyone's expressions changed!

If anyone else had uttered those words, they might have considered it a joke. But coming from Chen Ling, it was the 'ghost story' of the entire Boundless Domain...

In their perception, Chen Ling was the world's sole integrator of the Doomsday Calamity, a terrifying entity who, after unleashing the Calamity of Mockery in the Mortal Realm, had brutally defeated the Calamity of Repose and the Boundless Monarch. If Chen Ling were to truly unleash the Calamity of Mockery here recklessly, the entire Boundless Domain would be razed to the ground.

Lou Yu's expression changed the fastest. As if recalling an unpleasant memory, he silently retreated to the church window, watching Chen Ling warily, seemingly ready to smash through the window and escape at any moment, come what may.

Among those present, no one understood the horror of the Calamity of Mockery better than him. Even if he recovered his full strength and became one of the Nine Immortal Monarchs, he would be no match for the Calamity of Mockery, let alone now, with only ten percent of his power remaining.

Seeing Lou Yu's reaction, the others also nervously took several steps back, their expressions uncertain and surprised.

Chi Tong, who was practically face-to-face with Chen Ling, was even more terrified by Chen Ling's aura, his face ashen white.

Chen Ling's act was too convincing.

From his "ferocious eating" just now to his current lunatic-like outburst and threat against Chi Tong, Chen Ling had become synonymous with "monster" and "danger" in everyone's minds. Under his frenzied actions and chilling roars, everyone seemed to have forgotten his rank, remembering only the label of "Doomsday."

Chi Tong had merely intended to provoke and test Chen Ling. He never expected Chen Ling to flip the table directly, slamming a nuclear weapon onto it, looking as if he was about to detonate it!

How could he possibly test him now?

How could he dare???

What if he made another unnecessary move and prompted Chen Ling to unleash the Calamity of Mockery? Could he, a Saint of Thieves, possibly handle that?

Chi Tong's attempt to test had failed, and now he dared not utter a sound. He could only stand there rigidly, allowing Chen Ling to hold his collar, not daring to move an inch.

The entire hall fell into a deadly silence.

No one dared to approach Chen Ling, and no one dared to utter another word. Chen Ling simply glared at Chi Tong, his aura fiercely intimidating.

Chen Ling knew the King of Silver was watching. Chen Ling was waiting and gambling... He didn't believe the King of Silver, such a cautious person, would dare to allow him to "unleash" the Calamity of Mockery. He didn't believe that even pushed to this extent, the King of Silver could remain calmly observing.

As it turned out, Chen Ling's gamble paid off.

A few seconds later, the hall doors slowly opened, and the King of Silver, dressed in a shirt and vest, walked in from outside, his expression utterly surprised.

"What's going on? I was only gone for a moment; why are you two fighting?"

He gently waved his hand, separating Chen Ling and Chi Tong. The latter stood there, his collar disheveled, glanced at the approaching King of Silver, and then quietly lowered his head.

"My King, he inexplicably..."

"Chi Tong, Mr. Chen is a new companion and our guest in the Boundless Domain. How can you be so impolite?" The King of Silver frowned, appearing somewhat displeased.

Chi Tong paused, about to retort, but under the King of Silver's gaze, he obediently lowered his head and fell silent.

"It's not his fault," Chen Ling said calmly, brushing off his opera robe."I don't know why, but as soon as I saw him approach just now, I felt a little unable to control the thing inside me... I apologize for disturbing everyone."

The King of Silver glanced at Chen Ling out of the corner of his eye, a subtle glint in his pupils, lost in thought.

"It's alright. After all, it's the 'Doomsday' Calamity; it's quite normal to lose control..."

The King of Silver seemed to lose interest, sweeping his gaze across everyone before casually remarking, "It's getting late. The dinner party ends here for today. Everyone should get some rest."

With his words, everyone exchanged symbolic farewells and began to exit the church.

Chen Ling had no intention of staying longer either. He turned and walked towards the corridor. As he passed the entrance, Ying Fu, who had remained leaning against the wall, met his gaze briefly before both simultaneously looked away.

The King of Silver stood silently in the hall, watching the large red opera robe gradually disappear. The smile on his lips slowly faded, replaced by an unprecedented depth and solemnity.