Chapter 1053: [Yesterday's Revolver]

The audience was silent, with only pairs of mocking eyes staring at Chen Ling.

Chen Ling didn't waste time on them. He walked straight to the screen in the center of the stage and looked down:

[Current Expectation: 91%]

[Actor connection lost, performance interrupted]

[Audience Expectation -50]

[Current Expectation: 41%]

Up until now, Chen Ling had never achieved such a high audience expectation, and it was the first time it had broken the 90% threshold... If Chen Ling remembered correctly, this time, just like before, there should be a special reward for a new high in expectation.

His gaze fell to the bottom right corner of the screen, where a treasure chest icon was silently swaying.

Chen Ling tapped it lightly with his finger.

Ding-ding-ding—!

Accompanied by stirring music, a table appeared out of thin air in the center of the stage. Chen Ling turned and walked up to it, looking down.

"Audience expectation detected to have broken 90% for the first time, achievement unlocked—'Renowned Far and Wide'!"

"You have gained one extra draw."

"Upon use, you will randomly draw one character skill from all the characters who appeared in this play to learn."

The last time Chen Ling triggered an extra draw was in the Aurora Domain. After all, it was too difficult to push expectation past the 90% mark. If not for the two [Imperial Fates] and the return of old friends, Chen Ling wouldn't have known when he would have achieved this new milestone.

The extra draw had limitations: he couldn't designate the target or the skill. It would randomly draw a character's ability from his recent plays, and the rarity of the ability drawn was not affected by the maximum expectation value... In other words, this was a pure gamble of luck.

The last time Chen Ling drew Wen Shilin’s [Fist of Justice], it was undoubtedly a failed gamble...

This time, Chen Ling could only clasp his hands together and pray silently in his heart.

He had been unlucky in the Wuji Domain for so long; surely, good luck should favor him once? If a life skill without a rank appeared again, Chen Ling would probably be so angry he’d vomit blood.

"Let's begin..." Chen Ling took a deep breath.

The white paper on the table vanished, replaced by a large number of playing cards spread across the surface.

Compared to the last draw, the number of cards was dozens of times greater. After all, too many characters had appeared recently, and they were all high-ranking—blue, purple, gold... The massive amount of skill cards dazzled Chen Ling.

The next moment, these cards flipped over simultaneously, revealing identical backs, then overlapped at an astonishing speed, finally settling neatly on the table.

Chen Ling closed his eyes and tapped randomly on one of the cards.

The other cards vanished instantly.

The remaining card spun slowly in front of Chen Ling. He tentatively opened his eyes a crack, and a flash of golden light nearly made him dizzy.

"Wait, this is..."

Chen Ling was stunned. After seeing the text on it, his face filled with deep shock!

"Skill: [Yesterday's Revolver]."

"Affiliation: Thief God Path, [Borrowing the Moon] path, Eighth Rank."

"Character: Li Laide."

……

Under the stage.

Sensing Huang He’s death, the Silver King’s mouth twitched slightly, and his eyes, stained with wind and snow, revealed a grim and furious look.

"...What a piece of trash." The Silver King snorted coldly. "I already delivered the prey to his doorstep, and he couldn't even handle it... I am so disappointed."

The Red King smiled and took a light sip of tea.

"It seems you’ve lost another pawn... How much longer can this game of yours last?"

The Silver King’s expression was ugly. Just as the Red King said, he didn't have many pawns left, and even fewer with the power to turn the tide... From the Tian Shu Domain to the Wuji Domain, the Red King always seemed to predict his moves and use inconceivable methods to swallow or kick out his pawns.

The Silver King was nearing the end of his rope.

"Don't be so happy yet." The Silver King said in a deep voice. "As long as the Mockery Disaster is unleashed, whether the Wuji Domain exists or not is irrelevant... At worst, we'll just fight until we both perish."

The smile on the Red King’s face faded. He looked at the Silver King coldly.

"Oh? What do you intend to do?"

The Silver King raised his hand slightly, and rays of light flashed from the void behind him. It seemed something had pierced through space, sent directly by him out of here and falling into the battlefield of the stage.

"Originally, these methods were prepared to deal with the Human Domain... Since you insist on bringing the Twilight Society to your deaths, don't blame me."

The Silver King spoke grimly.

……

Boom—!!

The butcher’s blade and the spear collided in the ruins in an instant. The Eighth Rank impact kicked up visible shockwaves, cracking the earth like a spiderweb.

The butcher’s heavy body was driven deep into the earth by the impact; the other white-clad figure stepped on the void, gracefully dissipating the force in mid-air, and finally landed on a suspended stage, steadying his form.

Ning Ruyu looked down at the ruins below, brushing his theatrical sleeves. The melodious accompaniment of the opera seemed to transcend time and space, lingering around the stage like an inviolable absolute domain.

The butcher, who had been smashed into the abyss, had rough skin like armor, and didn't suffer many wounds. Those fierce, grim eyes lifted from the fissure, coldly locking onto Ning Ruyu...

The Strength God Path was second only to the Soldier God Path in combat, and in a direct confrontation, it was impossible to counter with brute force. To circle him, one had to rely on "finesse."

Ning Ruyu had pushed "finesse" to the extreme.

"I wonder how Master and Junior Brother are doing..." Ning Ruyu looked into the distance with some worry. "I hope nothing goes wrong..."

Ning Ruyu wasn't worried about the current battle; he was more concerned about Chen Ling’s safety than the butcher.

Just then, the butcher, who was slowly crawling out of the fissure, suddenly seemed to realize something and looked up at the void beside him...

A flash of white light flickered abruptly. The next moment, a blurred afterimage flew out, as if thrown from afar, and the butcher raised his hand with lightning speed, clutching it in his palm!

"That is..."

Ning Ruyu was drawn to the afterimage and frowned as he looked down.

Hum—!!

A gust of wind centered on the butcher roared outward. In one hand he held his original butcher’s blade, and in the other, he now held a mysterious boning knife.

The blade of the boning knife emitted a dark light, as if it were made of some special black iron, polished to extreme sharpness and embedded into the hilt.

The moment this knife was gripped in the butcher’s palm, a resonance of extreme power erupted, and grim bloodlust surged around him, his temperament turning demonic...

"A Dao Foundation Secret Treasure of the Strength God Path, huh..." Ning Ruyu’s eyes narrowed slightly.