I'm not a theatre god

Red Dust Base.

Buzz——

The relief door trembled slightly, and under the effect of "Guernica" and the abstract key, a gap had been opened.

At this time, in the picture frame where the second hall was located, a giant hand made of trapezoidal pieces was holding "Guernica" tightly, and the triangular eyes were full of surprise and anger.

"Guernica is invalid... How is this possible? What did you do?!"

The second hall never expected that "Guernica" would be empty, empty and clean, as if it had been looted by bandits... You know, even if the 8 of plums was locked up in it for so long, it couldn't hurt any character. And Chen Ling is only the third level, how could he do this?

Moreover, Chen Ling also seized part of the authority of the relief door, so the second hall naturally couldn't let him go. He was about to make a move, and a sudden white light suddenly flashed before his eyes.

The next moment, "Guernica" had disappeared without a trace.

The second hall was startled, and the huge abstract face suddenly turned to the back, and saw a figure who had been hanging upside down on the hollow dome of the corridor!

The silver snake-shaped earrings swayed gently, and a figure wearing a white cap was playing with a folded scroll, with a big bump on the back of his head.

"Caught up..."

Bai Ye breathed a sigh of relief.

"The Way of the God of Thieves?" The second hall narrowed his eyes, "Is it the usurper of fire... No, is it the Dusk Society?"

"Guessed it right. Bai Ye raised a corner of the brim of the cap with his fingertips and smiled slightly, "Unfortunately, there is no reward.

As soon as the voice fell, his figure turned into a residual image, and quickly flew away along the half-hollow dome. However, even though Bai Ye's speed was fast enough, the second hall still snorted coldly, and a field opened rapidly!

Just as Bai Ye was about to escape from the corridor with Guernica in his hand, the dome under his feet suddenly twisted. The originally gorgeous and beautiful dome seemed to have been wiped of color, suppressed in shape, and pulled in lines... In a breath, it turned into a simple and abstract square.

In the center of the square, there was an absolute blank hole, as if connected to an abyss with no bottom.

Not only the dome, but all the materials covered by the Second Hall domain were transformed into abstract geometric figures. A sense of crisis surged in Bai Ye's heart. He jumped down from the dome square without hesitation, and his figure briefly stopped in mid-air.

The next moment, all the geometric figures were transformed from planes into three-dimensional, and countless huge pillars were like the sharp teeth of a giant beast, crushing the space where Bai Ye was into pieces!

Boom——!!

In front of the relief gate, the voice of the Second Hall came in a low voice:

"You dare to break into the Red Dust Base alone... Should I say you are brave or stupid?"

In the broken space, a figure lightly jumped out of the geometric figure. He pinched the brim of the cap with his fingertips, and the next moment, the cap turned into a tall magic hat.

"Who said... I came alone?"

Bai Ye threw the black magic hat high up, spinning in the air, mysterious and profound.

The Second Hall's eyes flashed with coldness, he snorted coldly, and the floating circle instantly pulled out into a black line and shot out, piercing the black magic hat like a bullet!

However, the moment the line broke the magic hat, the latter turned into white doves all over the sky, flying to the west in all directions.

Just when the Second Hall was attracted by these white pigeons, Bai Ye's figure seemed to be hidden by light and shadow, and took the opportunity to continue to escape outside the corridor, without any intention of confronting the Second Hall head-on.

Although Bai Ye is at the seventh level, he still has almost no chance of winning against the eighth level... The gap of this level is like a chasm, which cannot be easily made up. Moreover, Bai Ye's [The Way of Stealing Gods] is not good at fighting. Since the painting where Chen Ling is located has been obtained, there is no need for him to stay.

However, the Second Hall would never let him go.

"Playing tricks on me?" The Second Hall found that he was fooled by the hat trick, and his anger became more and more vigorous. A pair of abstract arms stretched out from the picture frame,

"Do you think you can escape from under my nose?"

The moment the voice fell, the geometric figures surrounding Bai Ye stretched out dozens of abstract arms at the same time, blocking his way from the west and all directions.

At the same time, a section of Bai Ye's sleeves suddenly twisted, turning into three abstract concentric circles, which were tied around the wrist and tied to "Guernica", forcibly dragging it away from Bai Ye's hands!

Bai Ye was startled, and immediately reached out to try to "steal" the scroll back, but the scroll was immediately sucked into a nearby cube, and flew out of another cube through the air, crossing hundreds of meters in an instant, and returned to the second hall.

The second hall took back "Guernica", and his expression was obviously relaxed. A pair of abstract hands grabbed the scroll and slowly unfolded it, as if to confirm whether Chen Ling and Plum Blossom 8 were still in it...

Then, he was stunned.

The surprise appeared in those triangular eyes... The scroll in his hand was completely blank, empty.

This is not "Guernica" at all!

"Wonderful performance

A voice came from the other side.

Next to Bai Ye, the tall cube 10 was wearing a black magician's robe, and one hand slowly put the tall hat back on his head. He gently snapped his fingers, and eighteen identical "Guernica" floated around him.

"... Unfortunately, your luck doesn't seem to be very good. Do you want to try again?"

"You still have eighteen chances, or..."

"It can also be eighteen thousand times

Block 10 clapped his hands together, and the eighteen paintings of "Guernica" surrounding him spread crazily around, turning into eighteen thousand identical paintings in the blink of an eye, filling every corner, like gravel in the desert. Endless.

And among them, there is only one real "Guernica"...or none at all.

Seeing this, the anger in the Second Hall's eyes almost condensed into substance, and the abstract graphics that filled the field were all distorted. He spoke solemnly:

"...Do you really think that I can't do anything to you?"

"This is the Red Dust Base, my home court... As long as I block this place, you won't be able to escape even if you have great abilities! As long as I kill you, "Guernica" will naturally fall into my hands.

Facing the threat from the Second Hall, Bai Ye didn't seem too surprised. He put his hands in his pockets and said with a smile:

"You are right, this is Hongchen Base...but you are not the only one in Hongchen Base, right?"

"What do you mean?" The triangular eyes of the Second Hall wrinkled.

"In addition to you, the Hall of Fame, there are a large number of ordinary Fushenge members in the Hongchen Base, as well as newcomers who have not yet been trained... And our Dusk Club has more than just the two of us here.

Bai also pointed outside the field,

"Guess what they are doing now?"