I'm not a theatre god

Smoke billows.

The rain curtain was like a curtain hanging from dark clouds, slowly opening, sweeping the dust flying in the air back to the earth... Between the devastated blocks, a young man knelt on the ground, his eyes empty.

dead silence;

Except for the soft sound of raindrops hitting the ruins, the entire street was dead silent, as if the roaring gunshots and earth-shattering explosions just now were just a nightmare.

But Kong Baosheng may never wake up from his dream.

Rustling——

A soft sound came from across the street.

Kong Baosheng, who was unconscious, was shocked. He looked up stiffly and saw two tall silver figures, who had stood up from the dust at some point.

Their bodies are covered with traces of explosives, and there are even the remains of several other "companions" hanging on them, but even so, their bodies are still relatively complete...

They survived.

Kong Baosheng’s pupils suddenly shrank!

"How could this happen..." Kong Baosheng looked at the two tall figures, fear and despair spread crazily in his heart, and his whole body trembled unconsciously, "We have obviously reached this point... why are we still... …”

Kong Baosheng murmured to himself. The scene of Huang Suyue rushing into the candy shop just now was still in his mind, and the hysterical shouts were still echoing... It was obvious that Huang Suyue had risked everything, but in the end they were still the same. Survived? !

Huang Xuyue's last resolute figure gradually faded in front of Kong Baosheng's eyes. The two silver figures who had escaped from death slowly stood up in an absolutely oppressive posture...

Fear, despair, anger, unwillingness...

Kong Baosheng felt like a sledgehammer was pounding crazily in his heart. The shock made his whole body twist in pain. He opened his mouth and wanted to roar; to these disgusting silver weirdos? To an unfair God? Or to the incompetent self?

Kong Baosheng didn't know, he only knew that he opened his mouth and tried his best, but he could only make a painful whine, and only blue veins popped out on his neck...

He was so angry that he lost his voice.

He watched helplessly as the two tall figures stood up from the ruins. Their flat heads seemed to be searching for something under their feet. Finally, their "eyes" turned to a broken wall not far away.

A girl with bruised flesh and blood lay there like a corpse, with the last trace of breath still circulating.

Huang Xueyue's gray eyes stared blankly at the gray clouds passing above her head;

She is still alive.

An explosion of that scale could blow the silver monster's hard body into pieces. It would have been impossible for her to survive with her flesh and blood body... But at the moment of the explosion, two of the monsters unexpectedly exploded with extreme force. With such rapid speed, it extended into two silver shield walls, directly blocking most of the explosives.

The explosive exploded, directly blowing the two monsters into pieces, but the power of the explosion was also greatly reduced, so they were not completely wiped out.

After blowing up the first batch of silver monsters, will the next batch of silver monsters automatically master the method of dealing with explosion traps?

Do these silver weirdos share the same brain?

Or...they are originally one?

Huang Xueyue didn't know, and she couldn't think about it anymore. Her internal organs were almost completely shattered by the impact of the explosion, and a steady stream of blood spread around... Even so, the two silver monsters didn't seem to have any plans. Let her go.

Their slender legs stepped forward, stepping over the many broken corpses and fragments of their companions, and walked straight towards Huang Suyue.

Huang Xueyue's gray eyes saw them approaching here, but there was nothing she could do. Let alone running away, she couldn't even sit up now. The only thing she could do was to move her palm with difficulty and reach for the revolver in the pool of blood little by little.

Rather than die in the hands of the silver monster, Huang Suyue would rather take her own life;

The girl's palms were trembling as they moved in the pool of blood. A gold bracelet on her wrist was half soaked in blood at the moment, half of it was dark blood red, and the other half was sparkling.

Just when her fingertips were about to touch the handle of the gun, a tall silver figure came to her.

It blocked the rain and the sunlight. The gold bracelet that was still glowing just now was completely plunged into darkness... Her blood-stained hair blocked Huang Xueyue's sight. In her dark eyes, there was only death and silence. despair.

The smooth "face" of the silver monster looked down at Huang Yuyue, who looked like an ant in a pool of blood. There was no emotion at all, but its silver arm suddenly turned into a long thorn, and the sharp tip was pointed at the bloody girl, slowly, Lift up slowly...

at the same time,

In the reflection of rain ripples,

A red opera robe flashed past.

The cold light whipped up a gust of wind and stabbed down at a very fast speed. The moment Huang Xueyue subconsciously closed her eyes, the long thorn suddenly stopped in mid-air!

Huang Xueyue waited for a long time, but did not wait for the heartbreaking pain. She slowly opened her eyes and saw that a big red opera robe had come to her side at some point, holding her tightly with one hand like an iron pincer. That silver thorn!

Her pupils shrank slightly! !

"Where did this garbage come from...killing people in front of me?"

Chen Ling's calm voice sounded, and the next moment, his slender palms clenched tightly, and the terrifying power directly overwhelmed the silver weirdo, and forcefully crushed the silver thorn!

boom--! !

There was a crisp and loud explosion, and fine silver fragments pierced Chen Ling's palm, causing blood to drip from it immediately... But he seemed not to feel it at all, looking coldly at the silver weirdo opposite.

The silver weirdo didn't expect that someone would show up at this time. His other arm instantly turned into a silver long sword, whistling and slashing towards Chen Ling's face!

The pain in his palm turned into strength, rushing into Chen Ling's body crazily. The red robe left a residual shadow and disappeared in an instant. He let the long sword whistling past, but only slashed into nothingness...

The next moment, a residual shadow passed by, and five fingers grabbed the silver weirdo's head from behind, suddenly exerting force!

Fine cracks spread wildly on the silver weirdo's head, and finally it was crushed by this palm. The fragments fell from his head, and a headless corpse lost its center of gravity and fell to the ground with a bang.

Seeing this, the second silver weirdo suddenly had dense silver thorns on his body, and his slender legs moved at a high speed, turning into a residual shadow and crashing here!

The man in the red robe didn't care. He just slowly stretched out his hand, twisted the silver monster's body on the ground, and actually took off the silver long sword and held it in his palm.

Scarlet blood flowed along his fingertips to the surface of the long sword, completely stained it with blood!

Chen Ling held the sword in one hand, slightly tilted his head to look at the silver afterimage whistling over, the breeze brushed the wet hair in the rain, he took a casual step forward,

The next moment, his figure was like a fluttering red butterfly, silently passing through the rain curtain.