I'm not a theatre god

"Is the Dark Palace open..."

On the other side of the old district, the assassin wandering on the street suddenly looked back.

He looked at the grand bouquet blooming in the sky, and a glimmer flashed in his eyes, but after hesitating for a moment, he sighed helplessly...

"Forget it...I'd better not go for now."

The assassin's eyes were a little lonely. He had just suffered a blow and had no intention of taking any [privileges].

You know, the birth of the "Dark Palace" will inevitably attract a large number of strong people who are confident in their own strength. If he goes to the eye of the storm that gathers a large number of geniuses at this time, he is afraid that his Tao heart will really collapse.

He needs to re-examine his own practice, and it takes time to rebuild his confidence...

He took a deep breath, holding a dagger in his hand, and disappeared step by step in the dimness.

...

In the "Dark Palace", one figure after another rushed rapidly! !

There is no light in the passage leading to the underground, just like the esophagus of a giant beast leading to the abyss, mysterious and deep.

After the young strong men from various realms entered, they quickly became alert, guarding against the possible dangers in the passage and the participants around them who were also competing for the [privilege].

But at this juncture, everyone would not attack each other easily. After all, they didn't know what was going on in the "Dark Palace". If they took action now, there would be too many variables.

After everyone rushed out of the corridor one after another, they came to an empty area. It was pitch black around, and the walls and the ground were bare, like a closed circular cage.

The people who came here were not low-ranking, and they had some night vision ability, but they couldn't find a way to move forward. For a while, they were all scattered in the round hall, looking around.

"Didn't they say there is a [privilege] here? Where is the privilege?"

"I don't know... I can't see the road, and there are no other guidance. Are we just waiting like this?"

"If we wait like this, I'm afraid that more and more people will be attracted, and our advantage of getting ahead will be gone!"

"Maybe this is what the Tower of Babel wants?"

"..."

Everyone whispered, but some people were impatient.

This place was originally found by Tu Tian and Fu Di. They were extremely annoyed that they could not come in immediately. In addition, there were competitors following them from behind, which made them more and more impatient.

"Damn... How long do we have to wait?"

"I have sensed that this place occupies a large area underground. It should be a palace extending downwards with several floors... [Privilege] may be

"No matter what, break through this floor first!"

Tu Tian gritted his teeth, and the power of his body surged. He pulled out the long stick behind him, and the breath of the fifth level suddenly spread!

The fluctuation of the breath of the power god immediately attracted the attention of all other participants. After realizing what the other party wanted to do, everyone's heart was hanging, and they were nervously preparing to deal with the next changes.

However, just as Tu Tian raised the long stick high and prepared to smash it down, a voice came calmly from the darkness:

"You try to smash one? "

His palm suddenly froze in the air.

Snap!

As a beam of light was projected from the ceiling of the round hall, a figure in a fluorescent robe stood expressionlessly in the center of the round hall, with a huge "06" written on his chest, and his eyes looked at Tu Tian coldly.

The appearance of the referee suddenly made the whole round hall silent.

Chen Ling walked slowly to the front of Tu Tian, ​​narrowed his eyes, and spoke lightly with the attitude of an absolute superior:

"I haven't announced the rules yet... Did I let you move? "

Dense beads of sweat oozed from Tu Tian's forehead, and his face turned pale... As a seed cultivated by the Dragon Twister, he grew up in strict teaching since childhood. Rules, order, and the regulations taught by the teacher were deeply imprinted in his heart.

People who grew up in this environment are born to respect rules, because in their subconscious, rules cannot be broken.

In this competition, the referee is the embodiment of rules and order. Although Tu Tian is a fifth-level and powerful, he still can't think of violating the rules at this moment, and silently puts down the long stick in his hand...

The other Tianjiao from the official organization of the realm present was the same. They all looked at Chen Ling in silence, motionless.

The atmosphere was instantly depressing!

On the contrary, masters like Chen Ling who came from the wild and walked among the people were not too afraid of the authority of the rules. Some people couldn't help but speak:

"This referee...didn't you say that there are [privileges] in the 'Dark Palace'? Where are the [privileges]?"

Chen Ling glanced at him and slowly said:

"Wait a minute, I will explain. "

Chen Ling did not say how long to wait. In this depressing atmosphere, everyone did not dare to ask more questions, but just stood there and waited obediently...

No matter how hard they tried, they could not imagine that the "referee" wearing a fluorescent robe, who was extremely majestic and oppressive, was actually a participant like them.

Chen Ling also found it a little funny when he saw this scene. If these people knew that they were played around by a fourth-level actor after the competition, what would their expressions be?

In the original rules, there was naturally no "waiting" link, but Chen Ling felt that since the jar was here, it would be a loss if he did not trick more people in... The more people entered the dark palace, the more people he would be calculated by. Only in this way could the number of people in the final stage be reduced to the greatest extent.

Da-da-da...

In the dead silence of the round hall, no one dared to move. They could only watch Chen Ling wandering for a walk with her hands behind her back...

As time passed, more and more people were attracted by the opening of the "Dark Palace". The rotunda, which originally had only a dozen people, gradually became a little crowded. At a cursory look, there were already people who had been "deceived" to come in. Nearly fifty people!

"What's going on? Why are all these people stuck here?"

Jian Changsheng, who came in a hurry, saw the depressing scene in the rotunda, a flash of doubt in his eyes, and he asked in a low voice.

"Waiting for the referee to explain the rules...he said we have to wait until there are more people." A participant who came first beside him explained in a low voice.

"Fortunately, we have caught up."

Jian Changchang breathed a sigh of relief.

Also coming with him was Sun Bumian. He looked at the participants around him with great interest. Finally, his eyes wearing small round sunglasses glanced at the "referee" walking in the rotunda...

He was suddenly startled.

Immediately afterwards, he poked Jian Changsheng next to him with his arm and whispered:

"Look, is that the one just now..."

"What?"

Jian Changsheng followed his gaze and saw the referee surrounded by the crowd. After seeing that face and the "06" logo in front of him, his mouth gradually opened wide with a ghostly expression. !

"This is not fucking... He is really awesome!!!"