I'm not a drama god

In the room filled with blood and corpses, Xi Renjie was the only one standing alone.

He stood there in a daze for a long while, then gritted his teeth and quickly ran out the door. In the mist, he saw the red-clothed figure had gone so far away that it was almost invisible. Several shadow centipedes were crawling rapidly behind him and turned into small black dots and disappeared without a trace.

Who is he?

At this moment, Xi Renjie's heart was filled with this doubt.

It was a face he had never seen before, indifferent, stern, and seemed younger than him... Judging from the clothes and the words "the law enforcement officer is no more than this", it must be that this person was not sent by Aurora City.

Could it be that he came from outside the Aurora Realm?

But why did he save himself? And how did he lead those centipedes away?

Just as Xi Renjie was puzzled, several black afterimages quickly rushed out from the surrounding eaves, one, two, three... eleven, twelve... a total of thirteen shadow centipedes ignored Xi Renjie on the ground and chased after the red figure from all directions.

……

Chen Ling looked around and saw no one, then stabbed himself three times in the abdomen.

The injury and pain turned into strength, causing Chen Ling's speed to increase again, which allowed him to barely distance himself from the shadow centipedes that were swarming around him. Fortunately, the blood on the wound was almost the same color as the bright red robe, and if you didn't look carefully, you couldn't see it at all.

In order to attract all the shadow centipedes nearby and ensure that he would not be caught up, Chen Ling has pushed his speed to the extreme.

As the scarlet figure passed over the rooftops, the howling wind swept over the edge of the street.

Several figures who were fleeing in panic stopped at the same time.

"Did you see anything go by just now?"

"It seems so. Is it red?"

"Why didn't I see it...Are you dazzled?"

"Who cares? The most important thing is to escape first!!"

As everyone was talking and about to continue moving forward, the thick fog in front of them suddenly surged, and dense black shadows quickly crawled out of it!

Seeing those shadow centipedes rushing towards them, several people were frightened to the point of almost fainting. Their legs went soft and they all fell to the ground. Just as they closed their eyes and screamed, preparing to face death, those black shadows passed right past them and went away into the distance.

Several people opened their eyes in shock, and before they could react to what was happening, the shadows beside them twisted violently!

Several centipedes crawled out from the shadows one after another, almost right next to their faces, and chased after them in the distance with a hissing sound. In their haste to escape, they didn't realize that these things had already hidden beside them.

The same scene was also being played out on several surrounding streets. The light from the blazing torches was almost visible to the shadow centipedes on the three streets near Chen Ling's path at the same time. He conservatively estimated that he had attracted more than thirty disasters along the way.

As for whether there were any survivors of the disaster on other streets, Chen Ling had no control over it. He was not a god, nor a savior, and saving so many people was already the limit of his ability.

The red afterimage rushed towards the edge of the block. Chen Ling searched for the path he had just rehearsed according to his memory, and soon his eyes locked on a three or four-story warehouse in the wilderness.

Chen Ling rushed to the door of the warehouse, opened it with the key, and walked in in a flash.

After a brief silence, dense swarms of shadow centipedes followed into the wilderness. They circled around the warehouse for a moment, then swarmed in from the gate.

The warehouse was dark and dark without any lights on. The shadows went into every corner to search for traces of Chen Ling, but found nothing. Just as they were about to leave, the heavy door slowly closed...

cluster,

cluster,

cluster--!

In the darkness, a faint firelight lit up, illuminating half of Chen Ling's smiling face.

All the shadow centipedes crawling in the warehouse turned their heads and looked at the same time!

The firelight illuminated Chen Ling's face, and also cast a grain-like reflection in the gasoline and wine flowing under his feet. Densely packed chickens roared and rushed towards him, but Chen Ling took out the cooking wine from the plastic bag slowly, unscrewed the bottle cap, and then fell to the ground with a gulp...

"No one sees here, and no one will come to disturb..."

In the flickering light of the flames, Chen Ling's smile became brighter and brighter. He licked his lips.

"Let's see who gets roasted first... or me?"

The lighter in his hand spun gently and fell to the ground.

[Audience Expectation Value +5]

boom--! !

The blazing flames instantly covered the entire warehouse like a red carpet, illuminating every corner. Dozens of broiler chickens screamed sharply under the scorching flames, as if they were going to blow the roof off!

Chen Ling's body was also licked by the flames, and his skin was visibly burnt black, but he seemed to be completely unaware of the pain. Holding ginger and garlic in one hand and green onions in the other, he rushed into the group of broiler chickens like headless flies!

The entire warehouse seemed to have turned into an oil pan. The rich aroma of meat began to spread inside the warehouse. In this purgatory on earth, many disasters were screaming in pain, but only a figure in red was becoming more and more excited!

fragrant……

It smells so good! !

Chen Ling rushed to the most evenly roasted chicken and tore off its leg. He first took a bite of the burnt scallion, then took a big bite of the chicken meat. The intoxicating aroma washed over his body!

[Audience Expectation Value +1]

[Current expected value: 68%]

Chen Ling's hands were burned beyond human form, but it did not affect his eating at all. With the strong vitality brought by the [Blood Robe], he braved the high temperature and moved among the roasted chickens like an elegant diner attending a hot feast.

[Audience Expectation Value +1]

[Audience Expectation Value +1]

[Audience expectations...]

Pairs of scarlet eyes reappeared from behind Chen Ling. They were shadows sitting on the void, very similar to the shadow centipedes running madly all over the warehouse... The only difference was that the shadows behind Chen Ling were humans, while they were insects.

The moment the audience's eyes appeared, the madly wriggling shadow centipedes suddenly trembled. They looked in this direction in horror, and their bodies licked by the flames no longer moved at all.

They gave up resistance and struggle, and curled up quietly in the blazing fire, allowing their bodies to be burned into fragrant cooked meat...

“Smells so good… smells so good!!”

Chen Ling shuttled among the roasted chickens, and the strange red light appeared in his eyes again. He laughed and bit these quiet chickens, and the surface of his body was completely roasted into charcoal by the flames...

With a black body and scarlet eyes, from a distance he seemed to have become a member of the audience.

In a warehouse burning with fire,

Countless strange friction sounds came out from the holes of these roasted chickens. They overlapped with each other, as if chanting the name of a certain existence.

"The scarlet master of the ghostly abyss;"

"The formless king who plays tricks on fate."

"The scarlet master who mocks the abyss...the formless king who mocks fate...the ghost mocks the abyss..."