"I Am Chen Ling"
Lastly was the chain reaction of the script. When Chen Ling modified Sun Bumian's words, it would inevitably cause a series of chain reactions, such as the survival of Li Shengmen, Pu Xiachan, and the Young Sect Leader... But these chain reactions must consume Chen Ling's body to be carried out.
For example, Chen Ling had to proactively add "almost" and "narrowly" to the subsequent two lines of script, otherwise they would either still die because of a half-beat delay in reaction, or the logic would not flow smoothly and the plot modification couldn't be completed... In short, this wasn't the kind of ability to transmigrate to the past to change history, and then the timeline would automatically shift. If Chen Ling wanted to rely on modifying the very first line of text to change the future, he had to simultaneously modify all subsequent chain reactions and bear their consumption.
The out-of-control Chen Ling didn't go to modify the line where Tu Tian was beheaded, precisely because his body had already reached its limit... Moreover, Tu Tian was single-killed by Kongwang using Soul Shock, not because of [Finger of Breaking Delusions]. If he wanted to modify his death, he would have to tamper with one or even multiple more lines of script.
"[Cut]... is not bad either."
Chen Ling didn't obtain the name of this Domain from his memory, and was too lazy to name it. Since it was activated relying on the word "[Cut]" commonly used by Director-Screenwriters, naming it [Cut] temporarily was also fine.
Chen Ling staggered to his feet and walked forward.
"I'm merely swallowing a bit of soul nutrition. Don't worry, I'm a soul, I can't cause substantial harm to you." The Original spoke indifferently. "Compared to me, you'd better worry about him... He, is the real monster."
Kongwang turned his head to look back.
"Path of the Actor, Great Crimson Theatrical Robe, and also that face..." Li Shengmen and the others who were blasted flying to the distance also staggered to their feet. Seeing Chen Ling walking over in the distance, their pupils slightly contracted. "He's the rumored Six of Hearts?!!"
After Resurrection, Chen Ling had already reverted to his original face, and the various domain prodigies present had all heard of the matters regarding Six of Hearts Chen Ling in the previous domains, and were incomparably shocked for a time!
"Six of Hearts?! The Dusk Society has also sneaked in?!" Pu Xiachan subconsciously covered her mouth.
"Wait... why do I feel like this scene looks familiar?" The Assassin muttered. "I always feel like I've forgotten something..."
"I also have this feeling." The Young Sect Leader spoke muffledly. "I seemed to have had a dream, dreaming that I was cut in half and died once."
"You too..."
"Something's not right, we really seem to have died once. I also have the same memory in my mind."
"What exactly is going on here???"
As everyone was puzzled, Kongwang looked at the approaching Chen Ling, his brows tightly furrowed, as if facing a formidable enemy.
"What are you still waiting for?" Chen Ling's voice was like exploding thunder. "I saved you, but not to let you watch the show from the sidelines... Attack!!"
This sentence fell into the ears of the Young Sect Leader and the others, roaring loudly. They immediately thought of the shadow of death just now, seeming to understand something, and after exchanging glances, they simultaneously charged towards Kongwang!
The Young Sect Leader, Li Shengmen, Pu Xiachan, The Assassin;
The Domains of these four opened simultaneously. Three attacked head-on, one hid his figure. They were all very clear that it had already reached the most critical moment, and they had to Risking One's Life.
Kongwang's expression was incomparably ugly. He raised his hand, about to activate the Path of Force, but found that the Rank of the Path of Force was plummeting crazily!
Purple double pupils calmly overlooked below. The Original grabbed a chain bare-handed, absorbing almost all the soul power into his own body. The originally incomparably solid [Fudi] was almost sucked dry...
Kongwang had no way to deal with The Original. Coupled with the crisis that had already rushed before his eyes, he could only be forced to use the Path of Force to circle with the puppets and various materials flying over from time to time, while using Ghost Dao Divine Abilities to teleport and dodge The Assassin's attacks.
Kongwang, who could fight one against seven not long ago, had already wretchedly sunk deep into the quagmire!
At the same time, the yet-to-be-closed ghost gate was still crazily consuming his stamina. His movements became slower and slower, unable to perfectly defend against the attacks of the four people, and soon he began to sustain injuries.
"Damn it..."
Kongwang knew that he was already a spent force. He could only continuously dodge and flee, relying on speed to forcefully distance himself from everyone!
In the next moment, the footpad of an Awakened Lion bearing the seal of "[Good Fortune and Auspiciousness]" descended from the sky like a mountain, crashing down and stomping the flying Kongwang into the earth!
Sun Bumian wreathed in flames, standing on the Awakened Lion's back, his pupils nested with rings indifferently overlooking the ruins below:
"Truly wretched... Back then, did you ever think you would have today?"
Kongwang was trampled in the deep crater, his hands struggling to prop up the Awakened Lion's footpad. Gurgling fresh blood flowed from the dense scars on his body, his eyes full of Killing Intent.
Just as he was about to open his mouth to say something, a blood-colored Long Sword rapidly pierced through the void!
Whoosh—!
Kongwang, trampled under the sole of the Awakened Lion, couldn't avoid it. He was directly pierced into his body by this sword, and then dragged out along with it under the terrifying power, forcefully pinned onto a broken wall!
Jian Changsheng, bearing the Killing Intent divine ring, instantly appeared behind the sword hilt.
He fiercely pulled out the Long Sword. Those sharp pupils seemed to pull out a silver thread of Killing Intent in the air. In the next moment, a sword slashed towards Kongwang's neck!
Boom!!!
The broken wall along with the floating architectural debris behind it were chopped into pieces by one sword strike.
A half-sword mark pierced through Kongwang's body, shocking to the eye. His figure appeared hundreds of meters away, and before he could make a move, fences were outlined from the void!
A black marble floor spread over from the distance. Magnificent and solemn giant pillars rose from all directions. Kongwang only felt an imprisoning force descend from the sky, thoroughly sealing his figure...
At the same time, a sign appeared out of thin air on a wooden table in front of him.
[Defendant's Seat].
Kongwang turned his head to look, only to see a Thespian draped in a Great Crimson Theatrical Robe, holding a gun in one hand and a knife in the other, slowly walking towards here...
"You..."
An unprecedented sense of weakness surged into Kongwang's heart. Above him, The Original's soul had already released all the chains, slowly floating behind him... Under the nourishment of the rest of the souls, his figure had completely solidified, a world of difference from his previously weak state where he could dissipate at any time.
Kongwang looked at The Original in the gray jacket behind him, then looked at Red-Clad Chen Ling walking over, his expression incomparably complex.
"You... no you guys... what kind of monsters are you?"
Inside the Tribunal.
Theatrical Robe Chen Ling raised the muzzle of the gun, expressionlessly aiming at the center of Kongwang's brows; The Original in the gray jacket yanked forcefully to break free from the chains, a faint smile curving at the corners of his mouth...
After a brief pause, the two spoke simultaneously:
"—I am Chen Ling."