I'm Not a Theatre God

Chapter 104 Fighting in the Fog

Chen Ling couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

The afterimage that just jumped out of Zhao Yi's shadow was so fast that Chen Ling didn't see what it was, and he shot it into pieces... Looking at these monsters carefully at this moment, he felt an inexplicable joy.

It was like the fragrant turkeys on Thanksgiving, walking down the table by themselves and jumping towards him, but these turkeys were more than two meters tall.

Are the disasters that crawled out of the gray world so fragrant?

[Audience Expectation Value +8]

Chen Ling thought about it and felt something was wrong. The centipede in the factory that Zhao Yi described just now was just a centipede. How could it become a broiler chicken after hatching from the egg?

But now is not the time to think about this carefully. Those sturdy broilers are approaching him. From them, Chen Ling can feel a faint sense of oppression... These broilers are at least the first-level level.

"One, two, three... six, seven, eight... eight?"

If nothing unexpected happens, all the disasters in the entire Frost Street have been attracted by him.

Chen Ling narrowed his eyes slightly...

"Why... why is this monster so disgusting?" The middle-aged woman quietly leaned over to the window sill, and her face became paler when she saw the scene in the middle of the street. "Can Chen Ling win?"

Boss Xu's face was also a little ugly. After all, Chen Ling had just been promoted to law enforcement officer. Facing so many monsters at once, he was the weaker party... But he didn't know why, he just felt that Chen Ling was more difficult to mess with than these monsters.

The same worry also appeared in the hearts of other residents of Frost Street. They looked at the battlefield in the fog through the window nervously, and their hearts were about to jump out of their chests.

Under the gaze of everyone, Chen Ling, wearing a black windbreaker, moved. He slowly raised the dagger...

He stabbed it into his abdomen with his backhand!

Everyone: ? ? ?

[Audience Expectation +5]

After stabbing once, Chen Ling still felt it was not enough, so he stabbed himself in the lower abdomen and ribs with his backhand. The blade of the dagger turned completely red. Before the battle started, he was already injured.

Scarlet blood gushed out from the blade, tearing the windbreaker

These three stabs did not bring him any pain, but instead made him feel inexplicably numb... He could feel the endless power bursting out of his body, and his five senses were several times more acute than usual. At this moment, the eight figures rushing towards him seemed to slow down.

Is this the [Blood Robe]...

Chen Ling's self-mutilation and weird smile fell into the eyes of the people on Frost Street, making their brains blank.

They had never seen anyone stab themselves before a fight... Those three stabs were deeper and deeper. If it were an ordinary person, he would probably have turned pale with pain, but Chen Ling not only did not feel any pain, but showed a kind of pleasure.

This scene looked incredible at first glance, but it seemed reasonable when it happened to Chen Ling, after all, it was a being that ate human hearts.

Is this some kind of evil ritual before the war? Or is it a sacrifice to some evil being?

Everyone suddenly felt that compared with Chen Ling at this moment, those scary-looking shadow centipedes didn't seem so scary...

Eight shadow centipedes suddenly stirred up the thick fog and rushed to the bloody Chen Ling at an astonishing speed. Everyone felt a flash in front of their eyes, and the blood shadow suddenly rushed out and kicked the leading centipede into the thick fog!

Chen Ling's speed was too fast, like a high-speed train. When he kicked the shadow centipede, the terrifying force almost crushed the latter and deformed it, and it flew backwards dozens of meters with a whistle!

The cold light of the dagger flew in Chen Ling's palm, and he blocked a biting centipede with his backhand. The dense long legs grabbed Chen Ling's body, but he dodged it.

He raised the gun, locked the muzzle on the wriggling dark red holes on the black head, and pulled the trigger one after another!

Bang, bang, bang!

Three bullets shot out, piercing the centipede's head. It twisted and curled up for a moment, motionless.

Chen Ling knew that many people were watching him, and it was not easy to use [Tribunal] and [No Phase] again. Fortunately, [Killing Dance] was not so recognizable. Even if he used it, these ordinary people might not understand it. So he only relied on it and [Blood Clothes] to fight crazily in close combat.

Chen Ling looked back at the three broilers that rushed at the same time, and rushed forward without any defense. The sharp claws and beaks pierced his body, leaving dense blood holes in an instant... locking him in place.

The hearts of the residents of Frost Street who were watching all skipped a beat.

Chen Ling, who was pierced by the long legs of three shadow centipedes, sneered, and despite the injury, he pierced the head of a centipede with a dagger, and then stuffed the barrel of the gun into the mouth of another centipede and pulled the trigger. The two centipede corpses fell to the ground on the spot.

"A few chickens... want to kill me too?"

Chen Ling grabbed the chicken that pierced him with his bare hands, pinched his head with one hand and his legs with the other hand, and the terrifying power brought by [Blood Robe] lifted it up into the air, and then tore it and stretched it a little bit... The chicken squirmed wildly, and with Chen Ling's roar, it was torn in half by his hands!

Smelly blood and internal organs splattered on the ground. Chen Ling, covered in blood, looked down at the half-broken chicken leg in his hand, and suddenly had the urge to take a bite...

He swallowed his saliva and held back.

He didn't like to eat raw food.

Chen Ling threw the half-broken body aside, looked coldly at the remaining three chickens, and turned into a blood shadow and rushed out again!

In the foggy streets, there was only the dead silence of tearing flesh and blood. All the residents who were hiding behind the windows and peeping had their stomachs churning violently at this moment, and their faces were indescribably ugly...

"Ugh!"

Boss Xu's wife finally couldn't help but get up and rushed to the toilet and vomited on the spot.

Chen Ling's battle was too bloody, especially the scene of tearing the centipede with his hands just now. Everyone just watched the vicious centipede being torn into two pieces, and the internal organs fell all over the floor...The most important thing is that Chen Ling finally held the centipede head in his arms, as if he was very intoxicated.

[Audience Expectation +7]

Perhaps Chen Ling felt that using a dagger or a gun was ineffective, so he completely gave up on weapons and began to kill with his bare hands. The bloodstained black windbreaker fluttered in the thick fog, and at the same time, the sharp screams of the shadow centipede sounded one after another.

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