You Guys Should Run
In front of the Jinghong Theater.
"Mister..."
Kong Baosheng watched the sky full of imprisoned souls break free from their bonds and ultimately dissipate into the air... His body trembled with excitement.
He never expected that when millions of souls were about to fall into purgatory, his family's Mister would step forward. With a red robe and a single ballad, he turned the tide.
And Li Qingshan at the side also had eyes full of emotion.
"Brother Lin's attainments in the Theater Dao have truly left me far behind... I hope that one day, I can also catch up to Brother Lin's footsteps."
Boom—!!
As a Rank 8 Oppressive Aura descended from the sky, both Li Qingshan and Kong Baosheng were stunned, and then their faces became incredibly unsightly!
...
Brand was about to explode from anger.
He wagered the entire Witchcraft Association and wagered the endless risks the Wuji Domain would have to bear in the future just to start this Realm War... They fought desperately and exhausted all their schemes, even he himself was beaten to death several times by the Hall Masters, just to collect these two million souls!
Seeing that he was about to succeed, a Thespian ran out at this time and liberated them all??
What's the difference between this and directly pulling out his lifeline?!
Now Lord of Wuji was still being beaten, yet he couldn't even squeeze out a single Philosopher's Stone, and the Witchcraft Association's manpower was also basically all dead... How could they still fight?
Brand's chest heaved violently. He opened his mouth wanting to curse something more, but in the next moment, he was so angry that he started coughing up blood... Compared to this, even the Cessation Calamity blowing him bald with one breath just now didn't seem like something so hard to accept.
"You can go die too!!"
Brand covered the coughed-up blood with one hand, raised the other hand, and directly grabbed towards Chen Ling. An Alchemy Array opened up in the void!
In the next moment, a white light suddenly flashed across the sky, and Chen Ling's figure disappeared into thin air!
Chen Ling only felt his vision blur, as if a part of the surrounding space had been stolen. When his vision recovered once more, his feet had already landed on the ground.
"Mister??!"
"Brother Lin!!"
Two familiar voices came from behind him. Chen Ling then turned back to look and found Kong Baosheng and Li Qingshan running towards him.
The instant the white light flashed, he had returned to the entrance of the Jinghong Theater.
Chen Ling seemed to think of something and looked up at the sky again. He saw that his original position was already filled by a giant flaming hand crawling out of an Alchemy Array.
And behind the giant flaming hand, two figures wearing Suits were standing shoulder to shoulder.
[Queen of Hearts], [Jack of Clubs];
Chen Ling's single [Requiem Ballad] shattered Brand's ambitions, so he would inevitably encounter extreme retaliation. Naturally, the members of the Dusk Society couldn't sit idly by... No matter what, they had to protect Chen Ling!
"Two Rank 7s also want to stop me??"
Brand was currently in a fit of rage, so it was fundamentally impossible for him to give up just because of the Dusk Society's intervention. At this moment, his Rank 8 Oppressive Aura was released without reservation, rushing towards the two of them head-on!
Boom—!!
The churning air wave swept across the earth. In the ruined streets, Chen Ling subconsciously raised his hand to block the dust.
Li Qingshan and Kong Baosheng behind him were almost blown away by the aftermath of the three people's clash, and could only barely stand firm.
"I say Hearts, you really caused a huge mess this time!"
Five figures in Suits and leather shoes walked over from the other side of the street at the same time. Jian Changsheng couldn't help but say, "It's already come to this, aren't you going to leave quickly?"
"... Leave?"
"This isn't the Red Dust Base. Without hostages, Queen of Hearts and Jack of Clubs can't hold off a Rank 8 for too long... If we don't leave now, it'll be too late." 10 of Diamonds spoke solemnly.
Chen Ling looked up at the sky. He saw two figures in Suits and leather shoes continuously circling with Brand relying on the peculiar powers of the Path of the Thief and Path of the Actor. They weren't fighting head-on, but stalling for time for him.
But even so, a Rank 8 enraged to the extreme simply couldn't be easily stopped. In just over ten seconds, the two people's defense line was already crumbling.
Brand's gaze swept around. At some unknown time, the scenery around him had already changed. The disordered vision like a kaleidoscope made him dizzy. The magic scene was already like a cage, briefly imprisoning him within.
"You want to stop me by relying on this kind of thing?"
Brand took a step forward, and an Alchemy Array hidden beneath his flesh and blood was rapidly drawn. His five fingers extended out like tentacles, carrying faint purple lightning to sweep across the void, directly tearing several layers of magic scenes around him to shreds at the same time!
Jack of Clubs' face turned pale, and his aura also fell into disorder... In the next moment, Brand's tentacle-like five fingers reached out from the fragments and pointed across the void at Chen Ling in the distance:
"Demon Mark."
In the unseen world, it was as if something was mobilized by the Path of the Witch God, rapidly converging towards Chen Ling!
Chen Ling only felt a sudden pain at his collarbone, as if a fiery red branding iron was pressed against it, and a sizzling sound rang out from the surface of his flesh and blood... He fiercely lowered his head and found that a dark cyan mark of a hideous grimace had already been outlined.
This grimace mark was like it grew on Chen Ling's flesh, impossible to wipe off. At the same time, a feeling of being locked onto surged into Chen Ling's heart!
This Demon Mark was used to locate him! No matter how he ran, as long as this mark was still there, Brand could always find him.
"Hearts, what are you still waiting for?" Jian Changsheng said anxiously, "If you don't leave now, we won't be able to protect you later!"
"... I can't leave." Chen Ling shook his head.
"Moreover, I didn't plan on leaving either."
"You didn't plan on leaving? Then are you going to stay here and wait to die?" Jian Changsheng's brows furrowed tightly.
Chen Ling didn't answer. He looked at the enraged Brand in the sky, and the silhouettes of those massive giant shadows still engaged in a chaotic melee outside the Realm...
A line of small text surged out from his memory:
[Under the participation of "The Audience," complete a heartily satisfying interactive Performance]
Chen Ling couldn't leave, because his Performance wasn't over yet... And now, he also seemed to understand the meaning of Master's last words.
"You don't need to be constrained by your current shackles. In this play, you can perform freely... Even if you cause a monstrous mess, there's no need to panic."
"This time, Master is behind you."
So that's how it is...
"I won't die." Chen Ling spoke calmly. "On the contrary, it's you guys..."
"What about us?"
"... Run."
Chen Ling turned to look at them, his eyes filled with unprecedented seriousness. "Take those two with you, use your fastest speed, and run as far away as possible... Otherwise, I can't guarantee you won't be dragged into it."
"Why do you want us to run..." Chu Muyun spoke halfway, seeming to think of something, his mouth unconsciously opening wide...
"You couldn't be thinking of..."
Everyone's expressions immediately became incomparably wonderful!