I'm not a theatre god

The world of mortals, the other side.

"Speaking of which, do you know which direction Liu Town is?" Diamond 10 suddenly asked.

Many Twilight Club members walking along the road stopped at the same time.

They looked at each other and fell into silence.

"?So you don't know?!"

"I thought the 6 of Hearts knew about it. Didn't he propose to go to Liu Town?"

"I know how to get to Liu Town from the main city, but the problem is, I don't know where we are now..." Chen Ling looked at the 9 of Hearts walking at the front, "He was walking at the front, I thought he knew him. "

"I don't know him either!"

"Then why are you at the front?"

"You didn't even tell me to stop, so I thought I was doing the right thing!"

"..."

While everyone was talking, the eyelashes on Chen Ling's back trembled slightly. After a moment, her eyes slowly opened...

The 9 of Hearts, who was still frantically blaming each other with Chen Ling, saw this scene and immediately put the matter behind him and walked quickly to the 8 of Plum Blossoms.

"Hey, little hot chick, you finally woke up?"

"... Damn it, why was it you who I saw when I opened my eyes?" Meihua 8 rubbed the corners of her eyes tiredly, not hiding the disgust in her eyes. "It seems that I haven't woken up from the nightmare... I'll sleep for a while."

"..." The 9 of Hearts mocked the 8 of Clubs. The words were already on his lips, but he was slapped back, and his face suddenly looked like it had eaten a fly.

The 8 of clubs, which has been "injured" by the 9 of hearts countless times, has long been forced to grow spikes. As long as it sees the face of the 9 of hearts, it will instinctively attack.

"I don't recommend that you continue to sleep." Chen Ling said with a straight face, "You have been sleeping on my back for several hours."

"...Sorry, I just said it casually."

Plum Blossom 8 got off Chen Ling, but his head was still groggy. He frowned and looked around, asking as if he hadn't woken up yet:

"Where are we? Are we leaving Guernica?"

"Well, we have come out...but I don't know where this is."

"Hiss... my head hurts, but those noisy sounds seem to have disappeared." Meihua 8 rubbed her temples while observing the surroundings, and said with some uncertainty, "This seems to be Liquidambar Town."

"Liu Town?" Chen Ling has never heard of this name. "Then do you know which direction Liu Town is?"

"Know."

After all, Plum Blossom 8 was the former palace of floating paintings, and he knew the world of mortals well. He then raised his hand and pointed in the opposite direction where Chen Ling and others were walking, "Over there."

Everyone in Dusk Club:...

Although everyone is helpless, there seems to be no other way now except turning around.

"What is going on now? Why are we going to Liu Town?" Meihua 8 followed the crowd and asked in confusion.

"The battle for the realm has already begun. We need to find a suitable place to wait for everything to settle."

"A fight has begun??" Plum Blossom 8 was surprised, "Who has the advantage now?"

"have no idea."

"……All right."

"Compared with this, I'm more curious about where Mr. Hongchen is." Jian Changsheng seemed to have thought of something and suddenly said, "By the way, I haven't asked you yet... what does this painting you painted mean?"

"My painting?" Meihua 8's eyes were filled with confusion.

Jian Changsheng took out a scroll from his arms and unfolded it. The scene of Su Zhiwei lying among blood-like petals was displayed in front of everyone.

"This is it."

"This? Who said this painting was painted by me." Plum Blossom 8 shrugged, "The condition of Lord Hongchen has always been the top secret of Fushenghua. Don't say that I was only a Ninth Hall, even a Second Hall. I’m not even qualified to see Lord Hongchen in person... I can’t even see her, how can I draw her?”

"Then this is..."

"I stole this painting from Hongchen Base. At that time, I was thinking that maybe I could find some clues about Hongchen Lord from it... But before I could hand it over to the Dusk Society, I was The Second Hall was captured and locked up.”

"No wonder." Jian Changsheng shrugged, "I also asked, since you want to pass on the clues about Lord Hongchen to us, why don't you write it clearly on the paper directly, but hide it so vaguely in the painting..."

"Wait a minute, you said that even the Second Hall is not qualified to see Lord Hongchen in his true form?" Chen Ling asked in confusion,

"Then who painted this painting?"

"Of course it was painted by our chief back then." Plum Blossom 8 paused for a moment, "No, strictly speaking, this was not painted..."

"What's the meaning?"

"You are not Qingshen Dao, so it is normal that you cannot see the chief's magical powers." Plum Blossom 8 pointed at the scroll,

"Didn't you notice? This painting is actually not very smooth to the touch."

"Indeed...so what?"

"This person was not drawn with a pen." Plum Blossom 8 explained seriously,

"...but it is embroidered bit by bit with extremely fine silk thread."

Chen Ling suddenly stopped.

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…

The border of the world of mortals.

Yunxia Town.

boom--! !

The green fire was like a mushroom cloud, billowing up from the town, and the extremely corrosive wind swept across the earth, spreading a pungent stench to the surroundings.

A figure covered in blood stumbled out of the sea of ​​green fire and moved slowly along the broken earth like a spider web.

"This is Architect No. 002...cough cough cough...I failed..."

"I can't stop the seventh level of Wuji Realm. Repeat, I can't stop him!"

"I beg for support..."

boom--!

Before he finished speaking, a withered palm poked out from the sea of ​​green fire, instantly piercing his chest, and his voice stopped abruptly.

A figure in a black robe casually pulled out the palm of his hand from the flesh. The next moment, green flames burst out from the wound, directly covering the bodies of the Fushenghua members, and burned them to ashes in the blink of an eye.

"A sixth-level man dares to stop me... He really overestimates his capabilities."

The black robe snorted coldly, stepped over the black embers on the ground, and walked straight towards the main city of Hongchen.

The black robe with seventh-level strength is already considered a top-level existence in the Witchcraft Association. After entering the world of mortals, he slaughtered a town without much effort, and then this sixth-level man who was not afraid of death ran over...

The black robe admitted that this Qingshen Dao was quite good, and he could actually fight with him for so long with a sixth-level body... But there was still no suspense in the final outcome.

Every step the black robe takes will leave a green flaming footprint on the ground. It is mysterious and cold, and its figure is erratic. If it accidentally takes one step, it can span hundreds of meters.

Before long, he arrived at the next town.

But by this time, the town was empty. No one could be seen on the streets or inside the houses, and only the sound of the whimpering wind was quiet.

The man in black robe walked on the road in the town, frowning and staring around,

"Did you evacuate the people in advance? The action was quite fast."

There was no one in the town, so there was no point in staying in Black Robe. He continued to move towards the main city of Hongchen. He didn't believe that where could these millions of people escape?

However, just as he was about to leave this empty town, something changed suddenly!

The houses around the black robe suddenly became distorted, and the original colors and complex structures faded away at the same time, leaving only the most basic and simple lines. These lines seemed to come alive the next moment, turning into ferocious mouths, opening towards the black robe. Coming to bite!