📖 I'm Not a Movie God Chapter 1273: Caught You
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Chapter 1273: Caught You

2026-10-03 · 👁 1 views · 1,266 words · ~6 min read · chapter 1275 of 1928

A figure wearing a black Law Enforcer trench coat slowly stopped in front of the Nanhai Police Station.

Han Meng's gaze swept across the surroundings. At this moment, the entire police station was calm and undisturbed; batches of officers were out on patrol, and occasionally citizens came to report crimes... He looked up and saw a closed building resembling a gray chimney sitting in the corner of the station.

He walked straight toward that direction.

"Hello, are you here to report a crime?"

Han Meng's attire was far too conspicuous. As soon as he entered the station, he was stopped by an officer who looked him up and down, appearing somewhat puzzled.

"Move aside." Han Meng had no time to waste with him and stepped forward, intending to force his way in.

“???”

The officer was startled and immediately prepared to call for help, but the next moment, a thunderous roar erupted from the direction of the gray prison!

Thud—!!!

The earth shook, and the citizens inside the station thought it was an earthquake, screaming as they ran outside...

When they reached the outside of the station, they saw that not far away, a gray prison seemed to be carried by a massive earth dragon, spiraling up toward the sky, with rolling dust swirling wildly around it!

"Oh no! The prison is under attack!!"

"Why didn't we receive an emergency signal!?"

"Never mind that! Hurry!! Recall all the star-ranked officers on patrol!!"

"Even a Six-Star officer can't hold them off; our manpower might not be enough... Go to the Pu family and ask for help!!"

“……”

Seeing this, Han Meng's eyes narrowed, and his figure turned into a black bolt of lightning, rushing rapidly toward the towering prison!!

After he left, several more figures rushed out from various parts of the police station, surrounding the prison on the back of the earth dragon from all sides.

……

Crackle—

Two lightning snakes slammed down inside the prison, the ground cracking visibly to the naked eye. Countless sharp stone spikes pierced the Sixth-Stage's body, and blinding lightning erupted upon him!

The lightning snakes weren't real snakes, but a "snake" effect created by Chen Ling constantly changing the shape of the electric pillars. As the two snakes hit the Sixth-Stage, they locked onto his body like thorns. With Chen Ling continuously increasing the current intensity, it had already turned into an enhanced electric chair!

Electric arcs constantly danced over the Sixth-Stage. With his current physical strength, he wouldn't be critically injured by the electricity, but his body had already been riddled with numerous wounds by Chen Ling. Every time the high-voltage current passed near a wound, the intense pain stimulated his nerves, causing him to let out bursts of agonizing wails.

"Chen Ling!!!"

The Sixth-Stage struggled desperately to break free from the stone spikes, but he didn't know when a large amount of red paper had appeared around him. These papers climbed onto his body like chains, like a writhing sea of crimson, trapping him within...

Chen Ling's Twisted Divine Path was only at the peak of the Fifth-Stage, but the power of the Mocking Disaster after two "Slayings" was enough to suppress most Sixth-Stages. A figure in a bright red opera robe slowly rose from the sea of crimson. As he grabbed the air with his five fingers, the dense red paper directly tore off the Sixth-Stage's other arm!

"Ahhhhhhh!!"

Accompanied by shrill screams, blood and electricity splattered inside the prison.

Xiao Bai, still partially bound by chains, fell with a thud amidst the surging red paper. The pervasive aura of the Mocking Disaster filled his mind, and his charred hands and feet couldn't stop trembling, as if he were about to kowtow and kneel the next second.

Clang—

Just then, a boning knife fell in front of him.

Chen Ling's voice sounded calmly:

"Kill him."

Xiao Bai looked up and saw the back of the opera robe, like a crimson sovereign, looking back at him amidst the flamboyant, sky-filling red paper.

"Great King..." Xiao Bai was at a loss.

"Kill him!" Blood and electricity intertwined, and Chen Ling's crimson pupils radiated an incomparable sense of oppression. "Your hatred should be ended by your own hands... If you can't even do this, don't call yourself a member of my Ghost Mocking Abyss in the future."

Xiao Bai's heart trembled.

He looked down at his own charred body, then at Xiao Tao, who was still lying on the ground nearby, unable to move. A surge of ruthlessness climbed into the boy's heart!

Xiao Bai gripped the boning knife tightly. At the same time, all the crimson tentacles in front of him cleared a path for him. He let out a roar and rushed rapidly toward the Sixth-Stage figure, who had been disarmed and pinned to the ground by Chen Ling...

"No... no!!"

In the Sixth-Stage's pupils, the charred face of the boy was clearly reflected. This was the first time he had seen a Fuser's appearance from such a close distance... so young, so ruthless, no different from a human.

Xiao Bai held the knife handle with both hands and, in the Sixth-Stage's terrified eyes, stabbed down again and again!

Stab, stab, stab, stab—!!!

Four consecutive stabs, each one piercing the heart!

Xiao Bai's body had already been pushed to its limit. These four stabs had drained all his strength. As the boning knife clattered to the ground, he collapsed helplessly to his knees...

Those bloodshot eyes just watched the Sixth-Stage's terrified face slowly sink into a pale, rigid state.

He was dead.

Xiao Bai breathed heavily, his hands unable to stop trembling... This was his first time killing someone. His stomach churned with nausea, and his young heart was filled with fear, but another sense of relief from revenge made him feel unprecedentedly excited!

"Great King, he's dead... I killed him!!"

Xiao Bai took a deep breath and, while speaking, turned his head to look behind him.

But the bright red opera robe was not looking this way.

Although the Sixth-Stage was dead, the surging aura of disaster had not yet faded. Chen Ling's back stood tall above the red tide, his gaze fixed straight toward the direction of the gray prison gate...

There,

a man wearing a Law Enforcer trench coat was walking slowly toward them.

As the seven silver patterns on the hem of his trench coat flashed, a domain silently unfolded from beneath his feet. The towering pillars of the Tribunal broke through the red paper surging on the ground, rising straight toward the sky. The originally dim and damp prison walls also began to climb with strands of silver light patterns of judgment...

[The Tribunal]!

Unlike Chen Ling's crude Tribunal from just moments ago, the Tribunal before them seemed to have dragged the entire prison into another world. A certain grand and massive will watched from the void, making one feel incredibly insignificant... At the same time, the man's sense of oppression was rapidly skyrocketing!

As he approached, even the red tide crawling on the ground seemed to be forcibly parted by some power, yielding a path.

Han Meng just glanced at Xiao Bai casually, and Xiao Bai felt as if he had been completely seen through. A strong sense of palpitations surged into his heart, and his body, kneeling on the ground, couldn't even move a single finger!

Fortunately, Han Meng wasn't interested in him and soon withdrew his gaze, refocusing on the opera-robed figure in the center of the red tide...

"Finally... caught you."

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

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