I'm not a theatre god

In the vast wind and snow, a black windbreaker walked slowly forward.

The black boots left footprints one after another in the snow. Blood ran along the corners of his clothes and dotted the snow, leaving a thin and long red line.

Cluster--cluster--cluster!

The sparks from the friction of the flint ignited the cigarette butt. He took a deep breath of thick smoke and slowly exhaled...

"We've almost wiped it out. There are only a few remnants left... This time, let's deal with it in one go." He murmured to himself.

The blood-stained windbreaker hem had four silver lines flashing faintly.

At this moment, in the gray sky, two stars lit up at the same time, and a misty divine light descended on the distant house.

Seeing this scene, his brows raised slightly,

"[God's Familiar]?"

"Looking in this direction, it should be Ma Zhong's house... Among those remnants, there is a God's Favored One?"

Just as he was muttering to himself, another star lit up, and the third divine favor poured down...

"Blessed by the three gods?" His surprise finally turned into shock, "What kind of monster is this..."

He unconsciously quickened his pace.

The snow was falling and the ice was biting, and the outline of the house in the distance was looming.

One minute,

two minutes,

three minutes……

His brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

No matter how he walked, the house was always hazy, showing no sign of approaching... like a mirage in the heavy snow.

Finally, he seemed to notice something and turned back to look behind him.

I don't know when, all the footprints where I came have disappeared.

The cold wind whimpered and echoed in his ears, and he seemed to be the only one left in the white world.

"Who?" he said coldly.

His voice disappeared in the swirling snowflakes, as if it was swallowed by some kind of monster, and a strange dead silence lingered around him.

"... Pretend to be a ghost." A murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he held the handle of the gun at his waist with his right hand, and an invisible field suddenly spread out!

He closed his eyes, the cigarette at the corner of his mouth burned silently, and his whole figure seemed to be sensing something seriously.

Suddenly, he raised the muzzle of the gun like lightning, pointed it at a certain direction beside him, and pulled the trigger without hesitation!

boom--!

The power of deconstruction tears apart the void and shatters all the snowflakes in its path,

At the same time, everything around him was ignited like a roll of paper, the earth, the sky, the snowflakes, the outline of the house in the distance... He seemed to be wrapped in a giant cocoon. With this gunshot, the giant cocoon The response was broken!

The sense of fiction around him faded away like a tide, and the house in the distance became clear again.

"Huh?" A soft whine came from beside the projectile.

He turned around and saw a boy with his face covered with white paper, half-crouching in the snow, holding a branch in one hand, looking at him in surprise with his eyes through the crappy holes punched out on the surface of the white paper.

On the snow in front of the boy, there is a large circle outlined by branches. Now the man's figure is trapped in the center of the large circle.

It's just that a gap was opened in the big circle at the direction where he shot just now.

"I thought you would have to walk for a few more minutes to find out." The boy shrugged, "It seems that I underestimated you... You are indeed the legendary genius law enforcement officer."

"Who are you?"

Han Meng frowned and stared at him. He could feel that the aura of this boy was even stronger than his. He should have reached the fifth level!

But he is already twenty-five now... The boy in front of him is only fifteen or sixteen years old at most!

The fifth level who is fifteen or sixteen years old?

He had never heard of such a genius in the Aurora Realm.

"I've covered my face, can I still tell you who I am?" The boy pointed at the white paper covering his face, and then seemed to feel a little out of breath, so he casually picked out another one on his nose. Dong, continued to say quietly,

"You're old, why don't you have a bright mind?"

Han Meng's face suddenly turned pale.

"Do you know what the charges are for obstructing a law enforcement officer from performing his duties?"

"Law enforcement officer? Are you very powerful?"

The boy chuckled lightly, and drew a random line on the snow with the hand holding the branch. A square pattern instantly appeared on the soles of Han Meng's feet, framing him within it.

"When you can come out of it, I will admit that you are a bit powerful...probably, one-tenth as powerful as me." A smile appeared on the boy's face under the white paper.

Han Meng looked down, and at some point, there was a huge playing card in the snow under his feet...

【Plum Blossom 8】

The moment he saw the poker cards, Han Meng seemed to have thought of something, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

"...Twilight Society?!"

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house.

Chen Ling stared blankly at the third star that lit up, with some confusion in her eyes.

He didn't know this star, and he didn't know why he could attract him... If killing people attracted the attention of the "Bing Shinto", then why did the other two Shinto come from it?

Chen Ling couldn't figure it out and simply stopped thinking about it. For him, choosing which path to follow was the problem he had to face now.

As long as he sets foot on the Shinto, he will be able to master extraordinary power... Maybe one day, he will be able to get rid of the "audience" on his own!

It is impossible for a person to embark on multiple Shinto paths at the same time, just like a person cannot be split into two paths. Chen Ling looked at these three Shinto paths and made a decision without much hesitation... After all, among the three Shinto paths, , he only knows the "Bing Shen Dao".

Moreover, Han Meng's [Killing Dance] impressed him so deeply that he even felt that the "Bing Shinto" might be the best at fighting among all the Shintos.

Just when he was about to choose the "Bing Shen Dao", a sudden change occurred!

In the void behind him, pairs of scarlet eyes suddenly opened, like a wriggling sea of ​​shadows!

The "audience" began to intervene in the performance!

Boom--boom--boom--boom--

In the theater, countless "audiences" who were watching the performance began to trample on the floor at the same time, and the dull roar was like continuous thunder!

Countless eyes were cast from the theater, looking at the three stars above the sky. At this moment, the "world-destroying" level power escaped with the scarlet pupils, like an invisible and massless super beast. Roar silently at the three stars! !

They are rejecting the Word of God;

They are terrorizing Shinto!

The next moment, the three stars in the sky trembled violently!

The divine glory that shrouded Chen Ling's body was shattered inch by inch, like a divine path to the sky, starting to collapse from the bottom...

Shinto was afraid.

They saw the monster behind Chen Ling. They originally favored Chen Ling, but they began to fear Chen Ling's existence. They were unwilling to let the monster embark on their path... just like no one would take the initiative to invite a tiger to come. Be a guest in your own home.

Therefore, they cut off their spiritual path and retreated from the edge.

The three divine radiances shrouding Chen Ling's body shattered, and the path to the gods quickly disappeared. At this moment, both Chen Ling and Qian Fan present were stunned...