Everyone was dumbfounded.
They looked at the figure frantically gnawing on the Soul-Shattering Pearl on the roof, their brains crashing at the same time...
'Why isn't he dead yet?!'
'Is he crazy???'
These two thoughts appeared in their minds, and for a moment they couldn't distinguish which one was the main point. They didn't understand. His body was clearly broken to such a state, so how could he still move??
Furthermore, Soul-Shattering Evidence Retrieval only required consuming one struggling soul to proceed. Even Jian Changsheng only consumed four souls consecutively. But the Red-Clad Figure before them had actually chewed up the entire Soul-Shattering Pearl?!
Inside there were tens of thousands of struggling souls, enough to obliterate a single soul tens of thousands of times!
Swallowing them all in one breath? What was the difference between that and committing suicide tens of thousands of times in a single second?
The chewing sounds of the Red-Clad Figure made people's scalps tingle. Those soul faces released from the gray crystal struggled frantically, but couldn't escape that bloody maw full of glass shards at all. A cloud of white smoke almost condensed into solid form spread madly, drawn into his mind like a vortex!
Yan Xishou, the Old Butler, and the others on the side were even more pale, their gazes towards the red-clad figure on the roof like they were looking at a demon!
As those souls were completely devoured, the ear-piercing chewing sounds gradually stopped. Faint white smoke shrouded the air above the roof, and the world once again fell into a deathly silence.
The Paper Puppet Master's eyes narrowed slightly, gazing through the white smoke at that blurry red-clad figure...
He just stood there quietly, motionless.
He was dead.
Even though his broken body still maintained a standing posture, even though his scarlet mouth still had crystal dregs remaining, even though that Great Crimson Theatrical Robe was still fluttering in the wind...
He was indeed dead, and dead very thoroughly.
Seeing this scene, the Paper Puppet Master secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart... This Red-Clad Figure revealed eeriness everywhere. For a moment just now, he even thought the other party was unkillable. But fortunately, no one could survive after suffering that level of injury.
If he really didn't die from this, what would be the difference between him and a monster?
The Paper Puppet Master calmly clapped his hands and turned to walk towards the crowd: "Let's go... it's over."
The black-clothed Pu Shu deeply glanced at the Red-Clad Figure still standing in the white smoke, also feeling some lingering fear in his heart, but he still followed the Paper Puppet Master and walked towards the crowd not far away.
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The Paper Puppet Master looked at the Old Butler and others ahead, whose expressions were gradually turning horrified, bewilderment surfacing in his eyes:
"The person is already dead, what are you all still looking at here?"
No one answered his question. Their gazes were as if nailed dead by something, staring fixedly in a certain direction. Their faces were visibly pale, as if they had seen something extremely terrifying.
A gust of cold wind carrying a thick scent of blood brushed past the cheeks of the Paper Puppet Master and Pu Shu.
They suddenly stopped in their tracks.
The Paper Puppet Master vaguely sensed something amiss and turned to look behind him, his pupils abruptly shrinking!
On that roof where white smoke was churning, the originally fragmented blood-colored figure suddenly twisted bizarrely. Obscured by the smoke, the crowd couldn't see clearly, only seeing him slowly expand like a balloon, with countless tentacle-like things extending from within his body...
"What the hell... is that?!!" The black-clothed Pu Shu's pupils shrank slightly upon seeing this scene.
The next moment, the red shadow on the roof vanished into thin air.
Before the crowd could recover their wits, a massive shadow instantly enveloped them. Pu Shu and the Paper Puppet Master looked up at the same time, only to see a sun crafted from Red Paper eerily and silently suspended above them, with countless red paper strips extending from it like swimming snakes.
From afar, it looked like a red sun and rays of light drawn crookedly by a child using crayons.
A terrifying Oppressive Aura descended on the shoulders of the Paper Puppet Master and Pu Shu. Their expressions drastically changed. The Paper Puppet Master seemed to have noticed something and immediately shouted:
"Watch out!!"
Swish—!!
Before the Paper Puppet Master could finish his words, the dense red paper tentacles fell like raindrops, instantly piercing through over a dozen guards around them. Like people who slipped and fell into a forest of thorns, their bodies were completely nailed dead to the ground, scarlet blood smudging the earth along the paper strips.
Pu Shu reacted extremely fast, his entire person breaking down into countless brushstrokes and vanishing on the spot, thus avoiding the fate of being pierced into a hedgehog. In contrast, the Paper Puppet Master at the side turned his head and dashed towards the rear!
Two Paper Puppets flew up on the spot, folding themselves in midair at astonishing speed, transforming into giant Paper Umbrellas two to three meters in diameter, propped up above Yan Xishou and the Old Butler. The scarlet paper strips pierced the surface of the paper umbrellas, were slightly dislocated by the elastic pull, and deflected in all directions.
The Old Butler under the Paper Umbrella broke out in a cold sweat from fright, and Yan Xishou's legs gave out, almost kneeling directly on the ground.
"Run! This guy is also Fifth-Tier! I might not be able to protect you!"
The Paper Puppet Master arrived under the Paper Umbrella. The sticky notes in his hands rapidly folded, transforming into a slender Paper Knife that he grasped, continuously severing several scarlet tentacles.
His eyes stared fixedly at the red paper sun suspended in midair, his face full of shock and apprehension... He didn't know where this Calamity came from, but from its body, the Paper Puppet Master felt an unprecedented sense of terror.
The Old Butler didn't hesitate at all. He supported Yan Xishou beside him, and under the escort of the large Paper Umbrella, fled into the distance. The dense paper strip tentacles hit the umbrella surface like raindrops, emitting sharp tearing sounds.
This Paper Umbrella seemed like it wouldn't be able to hold on much longer.
The Paper Puppet Master took a deep breath and forcefully thrust the Paper Knife in his hand into the ground. A Domain rapidly expanded from beneath his feet, and vibrant Paper Puppets climbed out from under the ground one after another...
Surrounded by these Paper Puppets, the Paper Puppet Master finally recovered a trace of a sense of security. He gritted his teeth, looked up, and muttered to himself:
"We are both Fifth-Tier, do you really think I'm afraid of you??"
As the words fell, dozens of Paper Puppets spread their arms and soared from the devastated earth like a flock of birds, swarming towards that scarlet paper sun!