I'm not a theatre god

In the room full of blood and corpses, Xi Renjie was the only one standing alone.

He stood there for a long while, then ran out of the door in pain. In the mist, the red-clothed figure had gone so far that he could hardly see it. Several shadow centipedes crawled rapidly behind him and turned into several small black dots and disappeared.

Who is he?

At this moment, Xi Renjie's heart was filled with this doubt.

It was a face he had never seen before, indifferent and stern, and seemed younger than him... Judging from the clothes and the sentence "The law enforcement officer is just like this", he must not be someone sent by Aurora City.

Could it be that he came from outside the Aurora Realm?

But why did he save himself? How did he lead those centipedes away?

Just as Xi Renjie was puzzled, several black afterimages quickly swept out from the surrounding eaves, one, two, three... eleven, twelve... a full thirteen shadow centipedes ignored Xi Renjie on the ground and chased the red-clothed figure from all directions.

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Chen Ling looked around and saw no one, so he stabbed himself in the abdomen three times.

The injury and pain turned into strength, which made Chen Ling's speed soar again, which allowed him to distance himself from the shadow centipedes that were rushing around him. Fortunately, the blood on the wound was almost the same color as the bright red robe, and if you didn't look carefully, you couldn't see it at all.

In order to attract all the shadow centipedes nearby and ensure that he would not be caught up, Chen Ling had already pushed his speed to the extreme.

As the scarlet figure passed over the roof, the whistling wind swept over the edge of the street,

Several figures who were fleeing in panic stopped at the same time.

"Did you see anything just now?"

"It seems that there was, it was red?"

"Why didn't I see it... Are you dazzled?"

"Who cares, let's run for our lives first!!"

As the crowd was talking, they were about to continue moving forward, and the thick fog in front of them suddenly surged, and dense black shadows quickly crawled out of it!

Seeing the shadow centipedes rushing towards them, several people were frightened to the point of almost fainting. Their legs softened and they all fell to the ground. Just as they closed their eyes and screamed in preparation for death, the shadows passed them directly and went far away.

Several people opened their eyes in shock, and before they could react to what happened, the shadows beside them twisted violently!

Several centipedes crawled out of the shadows almost close to their faces, hissing and chasing them in the distance. They didn't realize at all when these things had hidden around them while they were running for their lives.

The same scene was also played out on several streets around them. The blazing torch light could almost make the shadow centipedes on the three streets near Chen Ling's path see it at the same time. He conservatively estimated that he had attracted more than 30 disasters along the way.

As for whether there were any disasters surviving on other streets, Chen Ling couldn't care. He was not a god or a savior. Saving so many people was the limit of his ability.

The red afterimage flew towards the edge of the block. Chen Ling searched the path he had just rehearsed according to his memory, and soon his eyes locked on a three- or four-story warehouse in the wilderness.

Chen Ling rushed to the door of the warehouse, opened it with the key, and entered it in a flash.

After a short silence, dense shadow centipedes followed him to the wilderness. They circled the warehouse for a moment and swarmed in from the gate.

There was no light inside the warehouse, and it was dim. These shadows drilled into every corner of it to search for traces of Chen Ling, but found nothing. Just as they were about to leave, the heavy door slowly closed...

Cluster,

Cluster,

Cluster——!

In the darkness, a weak flame lit up, illuminating Chen Ling's half-smiling face.

All the shadow centipedes crawling in the warehouse turned their heads and looked at the same time!

The firelight illuminated Chen Ling's face, and also reflected a grain-like reflection in the gasoline and wine flowing under his feet. The dense broilers roared and rushed towards him, but Chen Ling took out the cooking wine from the plastic bag slowly, unscrewed the bottle cap, and then fell to the ground with a thud...

"No one can see here, and no one will come to disturb..."

In the flickering light of the flames, Chen Ling's smile became brighter and brighter. He licked his lips,

"Let's see if you will be roasted first... or I will be burned to death first?"

The lighter in his hand spun lightly and fell to the ground.

[Audience expectation value +5]

Boom--! !

The blazing flames instantly covered the warehouse like a red carpet. The firelight illuminated every corner here. Dozens of broilers screamed sharply under the scorching flames, as if they were going to overturn the roof!

Chen Ling's body was also licked by the flames, and his skin was visibly burnt black, but he seemed to be completely unaware of the pain. He held ginger and garlic in one hand and green onions in the other, and rushed into the flock of broiler chickens like headless flies!

The entire warehouse seemed to have turned into an oil pan, and the rich aroma of meat began to spread in the warehouse. In this purgatory on earth, many disasters screamed in pain, but only a figure in red became more and more excited!

Fragrance...

So fragrant! !

Chen Ling rushed to a broiler that was roasted most evenly, tore off its chicken leg, first took a bite of the burnt green onion, and then took a fierce bite of the chicken, the intoxicating aroma washed over his body!

[Audience expectation value +1]

[Current expectation value: 68%]

Chen Ling's hands were burned to the point of losing his human shape, but it did not affect his eating at all. Under the strong vitality brought by the [Blood Clothes], he braved the high temperature and shuttled among the roast chickens, like an elegant diner attending a fiery feast.

[Audience expectation +1]

[Audience expectation +1]

[Audience expectations...]

Pairs of scarlet eyes emerged from behind Chen Ling again. They were shadows sitting on nothingness. They were very similar to the shadow centipedes running wildly throughout the warehouse... The only difference was that the shadows behind Chen Ling were human beings, and They are bugs.

The moment the audience's eyes appeared, the crazy squirming shadow centipedes suddenly trembled. They looked in this direction in horror, and their bodies licked by the fire never moved at all.

They gave up resistance and struggle and huddled quietly between the blazing fire, allowing their bodies to be burned into fragrant cooked meat...

"It smells so good...it smells so good!!"

Chen Ling, who was walking among the roasted chickens, had that strange red light in his eyes again. He laughed and bit into these quiet chickens, and the surface of his body was completely roasted into charcoal by the flames...

With his black body and scarlet eyes, looking from a distance, he seemed to have become a member of the audience.

In the burning warehouse,

Countless rubbing and strange sounds came from the holes of these roasted chickens. They overlapped together, as if chanting the honorable name of a certain existence.

"The scarlet master of the ghostly abyss;"

"The formless king who plays tricks on fate."

"The scarlet master who mocks the abyss...the formless king who mocks fate...the ghost mocks the abyss..."