I'm not a theatre god

Chen Ling walked straight to the front of the stage and looked closely.

Although he was already close, his reflection did not appear in those mirrors. Instead, it was like some kind of peephole, reflecting some corridors, rooms, or some rooms full of mechanisms, just like the monitoring room in the TV series.

Here, you can see every corner of this "dark palace".

On the operating table, there is a piece of metal product that looks like a compass, with a large number of small and delicate metal sliders on it. There seems to be some kind of mechanism inside. Although it is not big, it is extremely heavy in the hand.

"Central control panel..." Chen Ling looked at the disc curiously and moved a slider casually.

At the same time, some of the gears and power rods around him that were originally stationary began to rotate with a roar, as if something was operating in the "dark palace"!

Chen Ling heard a strange sound coming from outside, and immediately walked to the central round hall, only to see that something was rising rapidly in the "elevator shaft" that led deep into the ground!

Clang——! !

With a loud noise, a gorgeous booth rose from the ground to the round hall, hovering steadily in the center!

Chen Ling saw the things on the booth, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"This is..."

On the booth, there was a crystal clear glass ball, and it seemed that a star was frozen in the ball, shining silently... and in front of the booth, a string of words was engraved on it:

[Privilege] - When the countdown of the last three hours begins, those who have this privilege can designate a seat of [Tongtian Star] at any place.

Chen Ling's eyebrows rose slightly.

He reached out and took the glass ball directly, and played with it carefully in his palm, casually as if he was looking at an ordinary toy.

"This privilege is not bad."

According to the original rules, after the countdown enters the last three hours, seven thrones representing [Tongtian Star Positions] will randomly descend on various locations in the old district, triggering the final fight... and having this privilege is equivalent to taking the initiative of one of the seats, letting it find itself, and turning the fight into a home "defense".

And now, this [privilege] has fallen into Chen Ling's hands without anyone knowing.

Chen Ling put away the glass ball, looked around, and casually placed his hand on a corner of the booth, and a ray of electric light began to wander on its surface!

[Reshape]!

A few seconds later, a round, gray stone ball appeared in his palm...and the inconspicuous corner of the booth also silently lost a corner.

"From now on, you are the 'privilege' they are fighting for."

A smile appeared on Chen Ling's lips. He put the ugly stone ball back on the exhibition stand, and then swiped his fingertips on the central control panel, and the entire exhibition stand sank into the ground again!

After that, Chen Ling took the central control panel and walked into the six dark round arches.

Chen Ling discovered that the entire "dark palace" was a huge secret room, and the [privilege] was something hidden deep in this secret room... These six arches, which were the Six Palaces of Qiaohuang mentioned by No. 17, each door represented a different level and danger.

Even if Chen Ling was holding the central control panel and playing the real cracked version, he couldn't help but be impressed by some of the insidious and scheming designs.

The Six Palaces of Qiaohuang, six arches, no matter how many people entered, only six people could come out alive in the end...

But there was only one [privilege].

It was still fake.

From the moment Chen Ling got the central control panel, this "dark palace" was destined to become a meat grinder full of blood and rain, a huge mouth of the abyss that was destined to have no way out.

Who lives, who dies, who is covered with bruises...

The person standing behind the scenes has the final say.

After walking through the six palaces of Qiaohuang, Chen Ling returned to the round hall slowly. His fingertips skillfully moved on the central control panel and restored all the mechanisms in the "dark palace"!

The flames on the wall went out one after another, and the darkness swallowed the ground little by little, and finally fell into cold darkness.

Chen Ling took out a note from his arms, and the trajectory of fate began to be compiled on it. Lines of text were like an invisible net, and began to attract all the participants around to the vicinity of the "dark palace"!

In the darkness, Chen Ling's eyes narrowed slightly:

"... Please, enter the trap."

...

Old district, ground.

Two thin figures slowly walked across the barren land.

"It's already daybreak... the 'dark palace' has not been found yet." Fu Di frowned and said, "Could it have been taken by someone else?"

"No, the manual says that the appearance of the 'dark palace' will be announced to the whole district, and there is no sign yet, which means that the 'dark palace' has not been discovered by anyone."

"But we have almost walked through the surrounding streets, and still haven't found the entrance. When will we find it?"

"... There is still a long time before the final battle begins, so let's search slowly."

Tu Tian and Fu Di closed their eyes at the same time.

One seemed to be listening to the sound of the wind, and the other seemed to be sensing the breath of the earth. They were like two sculptures, standing still in place...

In the streets in the distance, several pairs of eyes were silently staring in their direction.

This time, there are a large number of members of the official organizations of the five major realms participating in the competition for [Tongtian Star Position]. They have complete intelligence on each other. Everyone knows which realm and which organization has geniuses and what their abilities are.

[Tu Tian] and [Fu Di] from the Dragon Scrambler are undoubtedly the most likely to find the location of the "Dark Palace" among the people present, so they will naturally attract some people's tracking and attention. After all, no one wants to miss the [privilege].

"Are these two guys okay? I have been following them for several hours, why haven't they found the entrance to the 'Dark Palace' yet?"

"I don't know... From the east to the west of the city, we have almost walked everywhere."

"Speak softly, be careful that they hear us here."

"Hmph, do you think they can't sense it?"

"Even if they sense it, so what? We are all the leaders of various Shinto paths, and our strength is not weaker than theirs. If they really want to fight, let's compete in advance."

"It's agreed that we won't attack each other before we find the 'Dark Palace', otherwise we will settle the score after we go out!"

"Okay, okay, got it..."

"..."

The whispers of the people in the distance were transmitted to Tu Tian's ears through the breeze. He seemed not to hear them and continued to concentrate on finding the entrance to the "Dark Palace".

At this moment, a fallen leaf drifted in the wind, swaying silently in a certain direction;

Sensing the sudden change in wind direction, Tu Tian's mind moved, and after opening his eyes, he looked in a certain direction...