Chapter 1717: Chapter 522: Massage in the Tent

The train stopped, the doors opened, and after Leonard Churchill and his party bade farewell to Susu Garcia, they alighted from the train.

Accompanying the distant whistle, the Underworld Train was already fading into nothingness.

Although it seemed like only an hour had passed on the train, in actuality, three days had elapsed in the Card Master Plane since the Neon Train returned through the Netherworld Channel.

The surrounding area was no longer shrouded in the pervasive Death Air; it seemed like they were still in the Death Domain, but the roots of the World Tree had disappeared completely, leaving behind only a desolate expanse of broken rocks and Underground Caves.

This feeling was quite marvelous, as if two worlds had overlapped and then torn apart, leaving behind some traces.

The members of the Three Great Outer God Sects were gone without a trace, no fighting, no breath of living creatures, a complete silence all around.

Leonard Churchill wasn’t surprised at all.

Previously, the emergence of the World Tree roots had taken all living things in the Death Domain into the Netherworld Channel, making the current Death Domain the safest it had ever been.

Noah Wright, carrying Reuel Bible, said his farewells: “I’ve still got some matters to take care of, so I won’t be joining you. Be careful, the depths of the Death Domain have many fragments of divinities from ancient battlefields, and the opening of The Gate of the Underworld might bring out other monsters too; all are very dangerous. It’s best to leave quickly…”

Emperor Lanlingster had once been severely wounded and returned from here, so naturally, Leonard Churchill did not take it lightly and nodded: “Hmm. Take care.”

Sophia Jones and the others also politely gestured their thanks.

Noah Wright did not look back; he donned his Golden Pattern cape, carried his companion, and vanished into the darkness in a blink of an eye.

…

Watching Noah Wright leave, Bonnie and the other Revolutionary Army cadres finally let out a collective sigh of relief.

Although Mushroomhead had not displayed any oppressive air, everyone felt an inexplicable sense of being a chess piece on a chessboard, unable to escape the control of the Chess Player.

“It is no wonder he is called ‘Pursuer of Light’; he is as formidable as the legends describe. But he’s indeed young…”

“Youthful he may be, but his abilities are genuinely impressive. Those eyes… they made me feel like all secrets could not be hidden and everything would be seen through…”

“Tsk tsk, who would have thought that such a big commotion in the Southern Continent was the work of the Illuminate Association behind the scenes. Hahaha, even the Three Great Sects were caught in their calculation, truly a masterful move. Looking at this, the coups and such in East Wilderness may also have involved this mysterious organization… This organization is indeed mysterious.”

“Who cares about that, they saved us, and they are friends of Brother Leonard Churchill; we undoubtedly owe them a favor, and if there’s a chance in the future, we, the Revolutionary Army, must repay it.”

“Yeah. Imagine that we actually made it out alive. Heh, this adventure in the Death Domain is truly the most unforgettable experience of my life. If I make it out alive, I could brag about this story to my descendants for a hundred years…”

“…”

The atmosphere became much lighter as soon as they exited, despite the previously almost certain death environment in the Netherworld Channel, everyone treated it optimistically, and they began to joke and laugh with each other.

Leonard Churchill glanced at the Nether Peacock by his side.

They had met Susu Garcia on the train, and they communicated something with Mental Power. After getting off the train, the peacock’s mood had been rather down.

Leonard Churchill said, “Miss White, why don’t you come with us? I’m going to the Old Continent to find my friend; it would be nice for us all to travel together.”

His tone wasn’t questioning but rather like a friend offering a casual greeting.

The peacock pondered upon hearing these words.

So many years had passed, and in the Death Domain, she was the only Nether Peacock left.

And hers was the only clan.

Now with the great changes in the Death Domain, she too was somewhat at a loss, unsure how to decide her future.

In communication with Susu Garcia, she had learned a lot about her family’s fated ties with the Garcia Family.

Seemingly finding a Contract Master was like finding her sole bond and sense of belonging, feeling a strange sensation in her heart she had never experienced before.

The peacock hadn’t yet figured out how she felt about binding her future with humans, but looking at Leonard Churchill, she still responded with a simple, “Mm.”

Leonard Churchill saw her agreement and responded with a faint smile.

…

The surroundings were riddled with signs of collapse, but luckily the roots of the trees had penetrated the Rock Walls and created some passages.

As Leonard Churchill and his group continued on their way, they confirmed that they were on the sixteenth level.

Although this level contained ancient relics and possibly many treasures, they did not dare to linger and continued upwards.

After a few hours of walking, the concentration of Elements around them inexplicably intensified.

Leonard Churchill immediately realized they were near the Moon Well.

Although the rainbow of seven colors was gone and the water had been drained dry by “Reuel Bible” to power the Hell Tree roots, Leonard Churchill’s photographic memory still recognized the ground where the pebbles soaked in Elements of various colors, which were stones from the Moon Well.

“Look, are these Elemental Mine Veins?!”

“These are not any Elemental Mine Veins, just ordinary stones soaked in Elements…”

“Ah… this is way too extravagant, just how dense must the Elements be to leach out stones comparable to low-grade Elemental Mine Veins? We don’t have such things in East Wilderness…”

“…”

After Leonard Churchill confirmed it was the Moon Well, everyone exhibited shockingly astonished expressions.

Although the stones were worthless, they were abundantly everywhere. If we talk about value, it was practically a mountain of copper coins!

The members of the Revolutionary Army had always lived a hard life, and such a place where money was lying all around was rare indeed.

Bonnie and her people picked up some Elemental stones as they walked, bubbling with excitement.

If it weren’t for the limited Storage Space, they really would have wanted to move all these colorful stones away.