He's Obviously Enjoying It
Chen Ling swelled up, in a physical sense.
After killing dozens of people in a row, he had absorbed more than half of the red smoke drifting in the air. His eyes seemed to burn with a red sun, and his entire person was a circle swollen than before.
Even so, Chen Ling still showed no sign of stopping. A large amount of Red Star Aura continued to pour into his body endlessly, and the cold glint in his hand flashed continuously, harvesting the lives of the fleeing Scarlet Heaven Cultists.
In the distance.
Witnessing all this, Jack of Clubs's expression was incredibly bizarre.
"This guy... sure enough is a monster."
"What? Did you think he was a normal person after hearing him sing a few lines of Opera?" Heart 9 spread his hands helplessly. "Don't forget, that guy has a 'World-Ending' inside him... Him being abnormal is exactly what's normal."
While the two were talking, two other figures rapidly approached here. It was Jian Changsheng and 10 of Diamonds.
After Jian Changsheng finished speaking, from the corner of his eye he saw the blood-colored tide not far away, and saw that swollen figure in red massacring people. He suddenly froze:
"Isn't that Six of Hearts? I haven't seen him for a while, how did he get so fat?"
"...That's not getting fat, he's about to burst from being too full." Jack of Clubs explained calmly. "Not just anyone can withstand the Aura of the Red Star. For ordinary Scarlet Heaven Cultists, enduring a single sliver of Aura is already their limit. Even just a single sliver is enough to shorten their lifespan and cause their bodies to regress towards a primitive state... Those who can endure a few more slivers are enough to become bishops.
Although Six of Hearts has a 'World-Ending' inside him, this body of his is only at the Third Tier after all. Swallowing the Red Star Aura of so many people in one breath, it would be strange if he wasn't blown up."
Heart 9 pointed at Chen Ling, who was gorging himself, and blinked. "But looking at him, he's obviously enjoying it!"
"The two don't conflict. Perhaps he's too immersed, so he hasn't noticed the abnormality in his body?"
"Then should we go help him?"
"It's too late." Jack of Clubs shook his head. "Besides, look at his current state... he's like he's possessed. Even if we go over, we might not be able to stop him."
"But I don't understand, why are these Scarlet Heaven Cultists running away? Didn't they actively plan to die and then summon the [Cessation] Calamity?" Heart 9 asked in puzzlement. "Being killed by Six of Hearts is death, bleeding to death is also death... Why do they look so terrified when they see Six of Hearts?"
"This... I'm not clear either."
Jack of Clubs was thoughtful. "The Scarlet Heaven Cult frequently deals with the Gray World, so they know more about the [Mockery] Calamity... Perhaps they know some secrets about the [Mockery] Calamity?"
...
Pfft——!
As the last few heads were tossed high into the air, the Scarlet Heaven Cultists around Chen Ling were almost completely wiped out.
This bloody and bizarre massacre was not without an audience. Whether it was Jack of Clubs and other Dusk Society members, or Yang Muquan and these Floating Life Painting members, they had all witnessed everything happening with their own eyes... but no one stepped forward.
Needless to say for the Dusk Society members, even Yang Muquan, as one of the Nine Hall Masters of the Floating Life Painting, was carefully standing in the distance at this moment. Although he didn't know Chen Ling's background, the fact that the other party could one-sidedly suppress the Scarlet Heaven Cultists and even devour the red smoke undoubtedly accomplished something no one else could do.
Chen Ling massacring the cultists and destroying the ritual didn't conflict with the Floating Life Painting's goal... It was just that his methods and image were too bizarre, and he didn't look like a good person no matter how one looked at it. Yang Muquan temporarily didn't know what to do either.
"Fragrant... so fragrant..."
Viscous blood covered the soles of Chen Ling's shoes. He was like walking amidst a real tide, every step causing ripples...
Under the Great Crimson Theatrical Robe, the perfectly round and swollen body was slowly sweeping across the surroundings. After discovering that the ordinary Scarlet Heaven Cultists had almost been slaughtered to the last one, he walked towards the red-robed bishop who was also bleeding, assuming a bizarre posture.
The red-robed bishop, whose wrists were still frantically spurting blood, changed his expression drastically. He exchanged a glance with the other bishop, and they simultaneously ran wildly in two opposite directions!
Between the two, Chen Ling chose the red-robed bishop who was bleeding without hesitation. Stepping on [Cloud Steps], he soared into the air and quickly followed. In the nothingness behind him, scarlet pupils seemed to cover the sky, simultaneously locking onto the fleeing red-robed bishop!
Even if the red-robed bishop couldn't see those pupils, a sense of horror at being stared at still surged into his heart, making him shudder!
A black shadow flashed over his head. The red-robed bishop's hairs stood on end. Just as he was preparing to dodge sideways, a swollen figure descended from the sky like a cannonball, colliding with him with a thud!
The red-robed bishop and the swollen figure fell to the ground simultaneously, rolling several times consecutively in the blood pool, their heads and faces covered in viscous bloodstains.
During this time, Chen Ling's hands tightly hugged the red-robed bishop's neck, showing no intention of letting go. At this distance, the red-robed bishop could even clearly hear the sound of Chen Ling swallowing coming from his ear.
"!!!" The red-robed bishop let out a loud roar and punched Chen Ling's body.
Thud——!
Chen Ling's left shoulder instantly deformed, the bones fractured by this punch. But he acted as if he couldn't feel the pain at all. His mouth opened slightly, and wisps of red smoke actually surged directly from the bloody gashes on the red-robed bishop's wrists, drilling into Chen Ling's mouth!
The concentration of Red Star Aura inside the red-robed bishop's body was over a dozen times that of an ordinary cultist. If other people were only considered small shrimp in Chen Ling's eyes, and dozens or hundreds of them needed to be gathered together to form a mouthful, then the red-robed bishop could barely be considered a complete river shrimp...
As the red smoke flowed away, the blood at the red-robed bishop's wrists surged out even more frantically. His face became visibly pale, as if he was about to be sucked dry.
"Roar——!!"
The red-robed bishop looked at Chen Ling in terror, his hands desperately tearing at Chen Ling, smashing the latter into a bloody pulp.
But those scarlet pupils behind Chen Ling were not affected. They continued to look at the red-robed bishop playfully, like looking at a lamb struggling on its deathbed.
Bang bang bang——
Chen Ling's swollen body burst out into clusters of blood mist. His shattered head was also distorted and deformed by the red-robed bishop's beating, but his eyes were still full of intoxication... His drool mixed with blood flowed down the red-robed bishop's face, and the aura of the red-robed bishop pressed beneath him grew faint like gossamer.
In the viscous blood sea, the lives of the two were rapidly slipping away.
Finally, Chen Ling's riddled body had been stretched like a balloon by the Red Star Aura. With the red-robed bishop's final punch, his entire body explosively burst open!