Sequence: Waking up in the secret room and letting me play the fortune teller

On the podium, the faceless reporter couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

The last actor, the newly promoted Mo Ying, was knocked flying by Qin Yangming's punch and hit the stone pillar heavily, with his head drooping.

Before that, he had already released his control over the other sequencers, and in fact those people no longer had the ability to fight.

At this moment, he had no soldiers or generals and was alone.

Qin Yangming, wearing a dark red armor, walked towards the faceless reporter on the podium, step by step.

Killing for life is justified.

Qin Yangming climbed up the stairs and waved his hand. The rusty sword that had not yet broken flew out of thin air and was caught steadily in Qin Yangming's hand.

He just wore armor and held a sword, looked up at the man coldly, and walked towards a higher place step by step with an awe-inspiring aura.

The faceless reporter was frightened by the aura and wanted to step back, but found that he was leaning against something hard to stop him.

He quickly looked back and saw that it was a wall.

There was no way out for him.

Qin Yangming approached step by step, holding his sword across his body to block his way, his pair of captivating eyes flashing with cold light.

"You ant! You bastard!"

The faceless reporter was filled with grief and indignation that the ants he looked down upon had forced him to this point.

"Don't come over here! Get out of here!"

Gradually, he began to feel afraid.

Qin Yangming's eyes were so cold, so cold that it scared him, so cold that he felt like he was falling into an ice cellar, and his hair stood on end.

Qin Yangming still didn't say anything, just looked at him coldly, and then he took one step at a time and killed him with his sword.

"Damn it! You're crazy!"

The faceless reporter roared with a distorted face.

The faceless reporter, who had been in control of the overall situation, had been watching these ants struggling with a sneer, and had always regarded them as jumping clowns, was now filled with fear in his heart.

Every step Qin Yangming took stepped on his heart, making him tremble spiritily and shake all over.

He is no match for Qin Yangming in close combat. His sequence destined him to be a sinister character who can play both sides and plot behind the scenes. In a close combat, his chances of winning are extremely low.

He had planned everything, but he had never expected the current situation.

Qin Yangming was only seven steps away from the faceless reporter at this time. If he took two more steps, the rusty sword in his hand would be able to reach the man.

The faceless reporter was already in a panic, waving his fists around like a frightened child.

There are still five steps to go, and Qin Yangming's sword is pointing directly at his enemy.

The faceless reporter's face was distorted and he was filled with horror.

"what!!!!"

He screamed like crazy, but there was nothing he could do; he had been forced into a desperate situation.

The only way to complete the promotion ceremony ahead of time and be promoted to the seventh level is to become the [Tragedy Director]!

However, the current situation is far from the tragedy in his mind. What he wants is for these ants to experience all the darkness in the world and then die miserably. Only then can it be called a complete tragedy.

However, there was no other way. Even though the ceremony was imperfect and incomplete up to this point, he had to let it end.

If he doesn't get promoted, he will die at the hands of an ant's sword, and he will not be able to rest in peace even in the nine springs of hell.

"Come on, come on, ant, you forced me to do this!"

As he spoke, a strong extraordinary wave suddenly erupted from his body, causing a whirlwind. The dust raised by the whirlwind hit Qin Yangming's armor.

Qin Yangming acted decisively, accelerated immediately, took three steps at a time, and in the blink of an eye he arrived in front of the faceless reporter.

He turned his wrist, raised his sword and thrust it hard, his movements flowing like a ball of dark red flame burning in the strong wind.

"Pfft!"

The rusty sword pierced straight into the faceless reporter's heart without any obstruction.

Qin Yangming could feel the beating of the faceless reporter's heart through the bronze hilt in his hand.

"die!"

He twisted the hilt of the sword violently, transferring the force to the tip of the sword, which crushed the faceless reporter's heart in one blow.

Qin Yangming stared at the faceless reporter. Logically, he should be dead, but...

But why does the whirlwind around me still continue?

Qin Yangming realized something was wrong, drew his sword, turned around, and jumped directly down from the platform.

Just as he jumped off the platform, a low growl came from behind him.

The roar was definitely not something that could be made by a human being. It seemed as if it came from a strange species on an alien planet. Anyone who heard it felt that their spirit would be affected.

It was as if hearing it twice more would cause him to go insane and become an idiot in endless confusion.

Qin Yangming jumped off the platform steadily, and after rolling to relieve the force, he looked behind him.

The whirlwind stopped, the dust settled, and a deformed monster appeared before his eyes.

Eight hairy arthropod legs sprouted from beneath his chest, with a spider-like stalk connecting the upper and lower parts.

The human part of his upper body was also distorted. The human features on that face, which was not very recognizable to begin with, all disappeared. Six pairs of compound eyes were arranged in the upper middle part of his face, and a pair of spider mouthparts with a metallic luster grew in the place of his mouth.

"Fizz!"

The mouthparts rubbed, making a hissing sound, and six pairs of green compound eyes turned back and forth, finally locking onto Qin Yangming.

The Faceless Reporter was forcibly promoted using an incomplete promotion ceremony. While gaining some of the extraordinary powers of the higher ranks, he himself was unstoppably deformed.

The director of the tragedy weaves a web of deception and then kills people when they are touched.

Weaving spider, that's all.

"Hiss!!!!"

A large piece of connected spider web sprayed out from the mutated monster's mouthparts, covering Qin Yangming's head.

Qin Yangming dodged quickly, but half of his body was still entangled in the spider web.

On the high platform, the monster’s mouth was connected to a wide web that had already touched the ground. It screamed, making a hoarse and unpleasant sound:

"Ant! It's all your fault, it's all your fault!!!"

"I could have been promoted perfectly, but you made me become like this!!!"

"Damn, damn, damn!!!"

Immediately afterwards, it spit out a large area of ​​spider web, directly wrapping Qin Yangming's entire body.

Even though Qin Yangming, who was wearing armor, had tremendous strength, he was unable to break free from the soft yet tough spider silk. The silk was entangled around him, making it difficult for him to move.

The spider monster moved its eight legs, nimbly stepped on the spider web and climbed down, crawling towards Qin Yangming at an extremely fast speed.

It wanted to use its mouthparts to eat Qin Yangming alive.

"I am the bright light, and I can light a fire called the Flame of Light!"

Suddenly, an old voice sounded in Qin Yangming's heart. It was the voice of Ming Guang Kai.

Qin Yangming followed his heart, and a cluster of bright flames suddenly ignited on his rusty sword.

This flame that has not appeared for thousands of years will be revealed today.

The rust on the rusty sword was actually burned into rusty water by the flames, dripping onto the ground.

In the blink of an eye, a sword that could cut through iron like mud emerged from the flames.

A few cold rays flashed, and the dense spider webs around Qin Yangming broke into pieces like snow.

Qin Yangming raised his hand, and the tip of the sword was less than an inch away from the spider monster.