I'm not a theatre god

In the world of nothingness, a red-dressed figure was speeding with the Plum Blossom 8 on his back!

All the "arrows" were spinning out of control, and the burning woman was roaring fiercely, following closely behind the two. Even if Chen Ling pushed the Cloud Step to the extreme, he could only barely keep up with her.

Buzz!

A buzzing sound came from the void, and in the darkness above Chen Ling's head, wisps of halo gradually spread out.

These halos condensed into lines, gradually spreading to the west in all directions, and gradually outlined into mysterious patterns, like a reflection projected from a very far distance, as if it was close at hand, but out of reach.

Seeing these patterns, Chen Ling suddenly felt familiar.

"This is... the relief on that door? How did it appear here?"

"It's the second hall. Plum 8 As a member of the hall, he naturally understood what was going on. "He is using the Qingshen Dao foundation of "Guernica" to open the entrance to the domain left by the chief. No wonder the whole painting is in disorder..."

"That door actually needs a foundation to assist in opening?"

"Don't underestimate that door. It was cast by the chief and the first batch of Fu Sheng Hui Halls back then... If there is no key, even if a demigod comes, it can't be easily opened. Plum 8 looked at the relief patterns outlined in the void and continued,

"This door is the crystallization of the first batch of halls. Not only is its defense extremely strong, but after activation, it can also allow consciousness to cover the entire Red Dust Realm. However, generally only the second and third halls have the authority to do this.

When Chen Ling heard this, his eyes showed understanding.

In the Red Dust Realm, there is a saying that there are gods above your head, and the residents in the realm seem to be all talking about Fu Sheng Hui. I would think of the sky... Chen Ling clearly remembered that when the main city encountered the intersection of the gray realm, the gaze of the Second Hall seemed to fall from the sky, and it also sealed all the intersection points in one breath. Even the members of Fu Sheng Hui, no matter where they are in the Red Dust Realm, as long as they report the coordinates, the ink and water thunder of the Third Hall can be accurately struck...

Now it seems that this relief gate itself is the secret weapon of the two halls to control the Red Dust Realm in a macro way.

"But I don't understand..." Meihua 8 frowned, "What kind of thing happened outside that required the Second Hall to open the gate so urgently?"

"I should know something about this..."

Chen Ling briefly described the news of the realm war to Meihua 8. Meihua 8 has been locked up here since arriving in the Red Dust Realm, and has no idea about the Wuji Realm. After listening, he was shocked.

"Realm War?! Is Wuji crazy?! "

"Now is not the time to discuss this. Chen Ling's eyes swept across Xi Zhou, and saw that in addition to the burning woman, there were two more out-of-control characters rushing towards them. "Now we have to think about how to save our lives. "Guernica has fallen into disorder, and the painting itself has begun to reject it. We have no other way except to delay time as much as possible. Chen Ling locked several surrounding characters with his peripheral vision at the same time, passing through the gap of the limit. A red robe seemed to be a residual image passing through the void, and several huge shadows roared and followed closely behind! "Aren't you level six? Can't deal with these things?" "They are the souls of pain and resentment in the painting. They are not affected by any external force. Let alone me, the other halls can't hurt them at all. "Damn... Is there no other way? If the situation continues, we will be surrounded sooner or later. Plum Blossom 8 stared at his palm for a long time, gritted his teeth: "I'll lead you. "Where to go? ”

“There is a character whose existence is very special… It does not move, and has a suppressive effect on other characters, so other characters dare not approach it easily. Although its emotional influence is the strongest here, if we enter its area, at least we can ensure that we will not be torn into pieces

“Okay, which direction?”

Chen Ling chose to believe in Plum Blossom 8’s plan without any hesitation. Compared with some illusory emotional influences, saving his life is definitely the most important thing. He does not have enough audience expectations now, but he must not die.

Under the guidance of Plum Blossom 8, Chen Ling dealt with the characters chasing behind him while rapidly approaching somewhere in the void.

And Plum Blossom 8, obviously on the verge of collapse due to mental torture, is obviously a sixth-level, but at this moment, he does not even have the strength to run in the void, and can only lie on Chen Ling’s back obediently, like a teenager with an oil lamp running out.

"Speaking of which, why aren't you affected by the emotions of those things?"

"Who said it didn't affect Chen Ling's full concentration on escaping, and at the same time responded, "It's just that it's not as serious as yours

"But this is the reaction of a normal person in "Guernica"

"You said I'm not normal?"

"You..." Plum Blossom 8 paused, and still spoke, "You are indeed not normal, at least in terms of emotions

"...Maybe, it's because of my poor empathy. Chen Ling thought about it, "Since that thing appeared in my body, I rarely empathize with others...Maybe, this is considered 'cold nature'?"

"No wonder Plum Blossom 8 glanced at Chen Ling's costume and said half-satisfiedly, "You are really 'heartless actor'"

"You can't say I'm heartless. I have no problem with other emotions, but it's hard for me to resonate with other people's emotional changes... It's like... It's like..." Chen Ling tried to describe her feelings to Plum Blossom 8, but she couldn't find a suitable description.

"Just like an 'audience'?" Plum Blossom 8 suddenly spoke.

This sentence fell into Chen Ling's ears, like a flash of lightning. He was stunned for a long time before he nodded stiffly.

"Well... yes

Meihua 8 did not ask any more questions. He just lay on Chen Ling's back and looked at Chen Ling deeply with a complicated look.

"Anyway, your 'cold nature' is now our life-saving straw. Meihua 8 said, "I tried to get close to that character, but failed... I couldn't bear its emotions, and I couldn't leave a mark on it. If I faint later, I can only rely on you.

"I'll try it.

While the two were talking, two or three more characters surrounded them. Now behind the bright red robes, there was already a mass of abstract characters following closely. Some were horses pierced by spears, some were giant faces with hideous faces, and some were mothers holding children... They gathered together in hideous pain, and the surging emotions were like huge waves, about to drown the two.

Finally, when Chen Ling was about to run out of energy, a huge figure gradually appeared in his field of vision.