Chapter 847 – Fake Rumors [Part 3]
He turned his gaze back toward the chamber, toward the absence of Yue Xianlong.
Toward the lingering residue.
Toward the possibility.
"The one who killed her already devoured her…"
Kaelmor repeated the line quietly.
Then his eyes shifted.
Not physically.
But mentally.
Back toward the mortal realm.
Toward music.
Toward lights.
Toward a certain demon standing in a nightclub, laughing, drinking, surrounded by noise and distraction.
Lux Vaelthorn.
Kaelmor's lips curved faintly again.
"Now the question is…" he said softly,
"…was that you?"
Because it could be.
The precision.
The efficiency.
The timing.
All of it aligned.
And yet…
The Abyss Lords had appeared.
Not rumors.
Not whispers.
Actual presence.
Mocking.
Accusing.
Reacting.
Which meant… Either Lux had orchestrated something far more elaborate than expected…
Or.
Kaelmor's eyes darkened slightly.
"…there's something else moving."
