I'm not a drama god

"Confirmed that the enemy has not been killed, No. 031, do you need support from other architects?"

The voice on the intercom rang again.

"Yes." Lin Xi nodded without hesitation, "He is very strong, difficult to kill, and his skills are also very weird... I am absolutely no match for him alone."

"Received, we are notifying nearby No. 030, and No. 029 is going to provide support. It is expected to arrive within five hours."

"Five hours... he might be gone by then."

Lin Xi frowned. After thinking for a moment, his voice suddenly became serious,

"I request that the 'Circle' be initiated."

"Please confirm the 'circle' range."

"Liu Zhen."

"Please confirm the activation time."

"24 hours from now... no, 48 hours." Lin Xi said solemnly, "Within 48 hours, we should be able to kill him."

"No. 031, the 48-hour 'circle' consumption is not a small amount...are you sure?"

"I'm sure, that guy is absolutely extraordinary... we can't let him leave Liu Town."

"receive."

After a brief pause, the voice on the other side of the intercom sounded again:

"The coordinates are Liu Town, the 'circle' starts the countdown..."

"three……"

"two……"

"one."

As the countdown reached zero, a drop of ink appeared out of thin air on the dim sky in Liu Town, as if someone lifted a paintbrush from the void and sketched it bit by bit on the canvas of the sky...

A perfect arc was drawn in the air, and the ink stains turned into ink marks. In just a few seconds, a huge circle was drawn over Liu Town, completely covering it!

"The 'Circle' has been activated. Within 48 hours, Liu Town can only enter but not exit."

"No. 031 Lin Xi, you don't have much time."

After the words fell, the intercom fell into complete silence.

Lin Xi slowly put down the walkie-talkie in his hand and lay on his back on the ground. His eyes reflected the starry sky and circles that were so faint that they were almost undetectable.

After a long time, he let out a long sigh...

……

Little stars twinkled in the sky.

A figure in a brown coat stepped across the threshold and walked into a rather exquisite courtyard.

There are three-story white-walled buildings on both sides of the courtyard, like a B&B before the catastrophe. Although there are only a dozen rooms in total, for Liu Zhen, this is already their largest inn.

"Boss, a room." The figure took out a silver coin from his pocket and placed it on the table. "No need to look for it. Give me a quiet room."

When the innkeeper saw the silver coins, his eyes lit up and he looked up at the visitor.

It was a young man wearing a brown coat. He wore a pair of half-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. The silver glasses chain hung behind his ears, shining slightly in the dim light. His eyes behind the lenses were as calm as water.

"Okay, 309, this is your room!" The boss respectfully handed over the key.

The man took the key, walked up the stairs calmly, and disappeared from the boss's sight.

309.

Chen Ling stopped in front of the door of this room.

The eyes behind the lenses glanced around lightly. After confirming that no one was there, he opened the door and went in, then locked it.

"Huh..." In the closed and safe space, Chen Ling breathed a long sigh of relief.

He took off his brown coat and walked naked in front of the mirror. At this moment, his skin was burnt black and cracked. The ferocious thunder patterns left deep marks on the surface, and even white bones could be seen in some deep places... …

The black thunder that fell from the sky was really powerful. It hit him head-on and seriously injured him instantly.

Of course, it's still a little short of being able to kill him at this level.

If Chen Ling hadn't been struck by lightning and paralyzed his limbs, he would have killed the umbrella painter. Unfortunately, the umbrella painter was also shocked by the aftermath of the thunder, fell into the river and disappeared. When Chen Ling recovered, he had been swept up. Missing.

But with [Blood Clothes] here, as long as the hands and feet are not broken, these injuries will heal on their own in a day at most, so it’s not a problem...

The key lies in the escaped umbrella painter.

"Oops..." Chen Ling murmured to himself, "After he escapes, he will inevitably be surrounded by other Shinto owners. If higher-level enemies come, things will be in trouble."

While Chen Ling was thinking, he used clean water to wash away the mud and sand mixed in the scar. Only by washing out these debris can his wound heal faster.

Fortunately, [Blood Clothes] distorted his feeling of pain, so the process was not too difficult. At least Chen Ling could calmly think about what to do next. After he finished cleaning the wounds all over his body, he had a conclusion in his mind.

go!

Liu Zhen can't stay any longer... Anyway, those people from the master's sect are not here, so there is no point in staying.

If the umbrella painter found high-level reinforcements and had the means to see through his disguise, his situation would be passive... The most important thing is that Chen Ling was still frightened by the ink-colored thunder that just fell from the sky.

What on earth is that? Precision strike in the air? It started too fast.

Chen Ling remembered that the umbrella painter just used the intercom to report the coordinates, and the lightning struck him straight. And judging from the power of the lightning, it was definitely not something that a third-level umbrella painter could release... Could it be that , this so-called [Fushenge] organization has the ability to support the whole world anytime and anywhere?

No wonder they don't need to put people in every place. With this ability, they can completely control every inch of the world of mortals and issue heavenly punishment anytime and anywhere, just like gods.

However, after suffering a loss, Chen Ling already had a plan in mind on how to deal with this kind of support.

After Chen Ling got dressed, she didn't go through the main entrance. Instead, she opened a corner of the window and pulled it hard on her chin with her fingertips.

The next moment, his body transformed into a wild goose, flapping his wings and flying from the window into the sky!

A few minutes later, Chen Ling arrived at the edge of Liu Town.

For the Red Dust Realm, hundreds of small towns are scattered all over the realm. The distances between towns are not far, and they are basically connected by roads, not like the seven major districts in the Aurora Realm. The industrialized areas are connected by railroad tracks, so businessmen or residents often go to other towns.

At this moment, there were a few people standing sporadically on the roads leading to other towns, pointing at an endless arc that appeared out of thin air on the ground.

"What's going on? Liu Town is also closed?"

"It must be about the Huadu Troupe, right? Don't you know?"

"what's up?"

"It is said that a lunatic appeared during the first audition of the troupe this year. He performed a dramatic transformation in front of everyone and killed all the judges... It must be to catch him, so Liu Zhen was sealed. "

"Ah? Doesn't that mean that this lunatic is still in our Liu Town?"