I'm not a theatre god

"What...what is going on?" A law enforcer was dumbfounded, "[God's Favor]...can it still be withdrawn?"

If it was within their understanding that the three major divine ways descended on the [Divine Familiar] at the same time, then the situation in front of them was completely beyond their understanding...

They have lived for so many years, but they have never heard of anyone who obtained [God's Favor] and then was cut off from Shinto.

"As expected."

Outside the house, the shadow man nodded slightly.

"I finally got the [Divine Familiar] in a desperate situation, but I could only watch them retreat... What a pity." Chu Muyun has stayed at Chen Ling's house for so long, and naturally knows that Chen Ling is very yearning for Shinto, and he can't help but feel pity in his heart. .

"What a pity?" The shadow man gave him a strange look,

"There are tens of thousands of people in the world who possess the divine way, but he is the only one who has fused a 'world-destroying' disaster and still maintains his sanity... He is already a unique being in this world, what's the pity? ”

Chu Muyun shook his head and said nothing.

In the house.

Chen Ling looked at the three divine ways that were retreating rapidly, and was stunned on the spot...

He was abandoned by Shinto.

That may be the only hope in this world that can free him from the control of the "audience".

He didn't know what happened, he only felt fear from the Shinto. He turned around and looked behind him, and could vaguely see the pair of eyes gradually disappearing into nothingness.

"...it's you again." Chen Ling smiled miserably,

"Yes, I should have thought of it a long time ago... Once I step onto the Shinto path, it means there is a possibility that I will be out of your control. How could you just let it go?"

"You wish I would stay on the stage forever and become a puppet for your entertainment..."

Chen Ling's smile gradually turned grim, and deep despair appeared in his eyes outlined with blood... Even the Shinto retreated under the intimidation of the "audience". As an ordinary person, he couldn't think of how to get rid of them.

Rather than being a puppet for the rest of her life, Chen Ling would rather die.

The favor of the gods recedes like the tide;

Chen Ling, dressed in red, was alone on top of the skeleton, smiling desperately and crazily.

"Come on, Qian!!" Chen Ling laughed wildly, "Don't you want to kill me? Do it!! Hit me in the head! Remember, if you want to kill me completely, you have to shoot me twice!! "

Qian Fan was at a loss for a moment, and finally came to his senses. He looked at Chen Ling, who seemed to be crazy, with a murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

"Although I don't know what's going on... Since you don't have the [God's Favorite], just wait for death!"

He raised the muzzle of the gun again, pointed it at Chen Ling's head, and pulled the trigger!

boom--! !

This time, no miracle happened.

The bullet penetrated Chen Ling's head and took away his life instantly. Half of his head shattered and red and white splattered on the ground.

The house fell into dead silence.

Qian Fan and others looked at Chen Ling, who had only half a head left, and finally felt relieved...

It's not that they are timid, but everything about Chen Ling is too weird, so weird that it makes them wonder whether this guy is human and whether he will die.

But now, whatever he was, he was dead.

"This kid... is too evil." Qian Fan put away his gun, spat on the ground, turned around and walked into the house.

As soon as he turned around, he saw two other law enforcers standing under the eaves, their eyes widening in horror...

"What are you doing?"

"Fan, Brother Fan..." One of the law enforcers raised his hand tremblingly, "He he he he he..."

Qian Fan frowned and looked back following the law enforcer's direction, his pupils suddenly contracted!

I saw the scarlet corpse that was placed on the skeleton. It straightened up strangely, half of the drooped head slowly lifted up, and the broken skull and flesh began to squirm crazily!

The half-remaining eyelids suddenly raised, and the blood-colored eyeballs stared at Qian Fan!

"The surname is Qian!!"

"Didn't I tell you to shoot twice?!!"

"One shot can't kill me!! It can't kill me!!!!"

The broken vocal cords rubbed wildly, making a tooth-breaking sound. At this moment, even the well-informed Qian Fan and the other three were frightened, and almost collapsed to the ground with their legs weak!

"Monster...monster!!" a law enforcer shouted in horror, "He is not a human! He is a monster!!"

"Shoot!! Shoot quickly!" Chen Ling roared wildly, "Hit the other half of my head! Come on!!!"

This strange scene fell in the eyes of the three people, and Qian Fan's hands began to shake...

"I know...it's you!" Qian Fan seemed to have thought of something, "You are the disaster that came that night!!"

Hearing these words, the other two law enforcers also woke up from a dream, and their faces became paler.

They were really scared.

You know, the two disasters that crawled out of the gray world, one is level three and the other is level five, no matter which one they can deal with...

Qian Fan gritted his teeth, pulled out the gun from his waist, and pointed it tremblingly at the red-clothed monster imprisoned in the skeleton.

At this point, he had no choice but to shoot.

However, the moment he pulled the trigger, the pistol seemed to be grasped by something, and the barrel twisted into a ball!

Qian Fan only felt a huge force hitting his chest. He flew out like a kite with its string broken, smashed through the door of the house, and fell heavily to the ground.

The remaining two law enforcers stared wide-eyed at the void ahead, but could not see any attackers!

There is nothing there.

But in Chen Ling's eyes, this is not the case.

A familiar young man in red stood in the flying snow and slowly turned to look at him... His eyes were full of tears.

"Brother..." he said, "Brother, you can't die like this, you can't just accept your fate!"

Chen Ling's head was slowly repairing, and the scarlet eye stared at Chen Yan, the madness finally subsided a little,

He spoke hoarsely,

"Don't accept my fate? Then what else can I do...continue to entertain them? What's the point of that?"

"But now that you're dead, there's nothing left."

"If I don't die, I have nothing." Chen Ling murmured, "Even if I live, they will continue to interfere with my life. If they can create one you, they can create a second one and a third one." … One day, I will be driven crazy by them.”

"Brother! As long as you are alive, there is always hope... isn't it?"

"……hope?"

Chen Ling looked at Chen Yan's red eyes, remained silent for a long time, and then suddenly smiled.

"I understand." Chen Ling turned around and looked behind her. Her bloodshot eyes seemed to be staring at something.

"You are scared!!"

"You know if I die again, I will die completely!!"

"You were afraid that if I died, no one would be able to perform for you anymore, so you transformed into him and wanted to trick me into living, right?!"

"elder brother……"

"Give me illusory hope, watch me chase it with all my life, and then let the so-called hope be disillusioned when I'm about to arrive... This is what you want!"

"elder brother!"

"You want to control my life and play with my spirit. You are delusional!!!"

"elder brother!!!"

A roar interrupted Chen Ling's ferocious roar,

He looked back and saw Chen Yanzheng standing there with tears on his face, looking at him with eyes full of prayer.

"Brother... I am telling the truth. You believe me... everything I say is true."

"I..." Chen Ling stayed for a long time, struggle and pain appeared on his face, "Ayan, I know, I just..."

Chen Yan took a deep breath and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, with unprecedented determination in his eyes.

"Brother, it's not that you have no hope..."

He put his palm into his arms and took out a cloth bag. As the mouth of the cloth bag was opened, pieces of cinnabar-like glass fell out.

"The road they cut..."

"I'll refill it for you."