Chapter 1337: The Seventh World-Ender?

[Great King, we're almost there. Just over that hill.]

Xie Yi answered respectfully.

"If the nearest one is this far, where must the other one you found be?"

[The distance of the other one from our Abyss of Ghostly Mockery is probably twice as far as this one... That's already close to the human realm.]

Chen Ling nodded slightly. It seemed he wouldn't be able to go to the other Jiangtian Sect branch in the short term. Not to mention that he couldn't absorb much Red Star Willpower in one go, if he approached the human realm with such a group of calamities, they would probably think the Abyss of Ghostly Mockery was attacking and be scared to death.

As Xie Yi carried him over the hill, the outline of a village indeed emerged on the land of the Gray World.

The scale of this village was larger than the one Chen Ling had visited before, and it had more members living there. It looked like a relatively important branch of the Jiangtian Sect. From far away, Chen Ling could see a surging torch burning fiercely in the center of the village.

The calamities accompanying Chen Ling stopped one after another, as if they felt disgusted by the torch.

"Are you unable to get close to that torch?" Chen Ling asked Xie Yi.

Xie Yi hesitated for a moment before responding:

[That flame makes us feel a bit uncomfortable, but for me, it's not that intense. If I really have to go in, it's not impossible... it's just that it would be a bit troublesome.]

Chen Ling nodded slightly:

"...Not for now. I'll go take a look myself. When I need you, I'll send a signal."

[Yes, Great King.]

Chen Ling jumped off Xie Yi's back and walked straight toward the village in the distance.

No concealment, no need for cover; the bright red opera robe approached the Jiangtian Sect branch step by step, like a tiger gradually closing in on a village.

The current Chen Ling was no longer the weakling who had to rely on changing faces to infiltrate villages, hiding and picking off enemies one by one... Now, even if he were alone, he would be enough to wipe out a branch head-on.

After Chen Ling approached, Jiangtian Sect members soon discovered him.

Three Jiangtian Sect members draped in red robes gathered together first, pointing at the red dot walking slowly in the distance, as if discussing something. Then one of them returned to the village to report, while the other two walked side by side toward him.

"Who are you? Are you from the Fusion Faction?"

"Forget it, who cares who he is. Since he's discovered this place, we can't let him go back alive..."

These two followers didn't seem very smart. Seeing Chen Ling, they didn't figure out why the other party could retain color in the Gray World. After a couple of casual sentences, they stomped on the ground and charged toward Chen Ling.

Chen Ling glanced at them indifferently, with no intention of dodging at all. Just as those two fists were about to touch the tip of his nose, a flash of red light suddenly swept across their eyes...

The next moment,

The world spun in their eyes.

Their heads fell to the ground with a thud. In their two pairs of wide-eyed, shocked pupils, a red paper tentacle retracted silently under Chen Ling's sleeve. The two not only didn't see what had just happened, they didn't even react to the fact that they had been beheaded...

Blood flowed from their severed necks, quickly staining the earth red, and their vision gradually plunged into darkness.

At the same time,

Chen Ling's voice sounded calmly:

"It's too quiet where I live, so you... just act as my toys."

Chen Ling lifted his fingertips slightly, and the electric light of [Reshaping] wandered across the ground. Soon, two black chopsticks appeared in the hands of the bright red opera robe... He then raised his hand again, and the souls of the two followers, separated from their bodies, seemed to be forcibly pulled by some power and stuffed directly onto the two chopsticks.

As Chen Ling let go gently, the two chopsticks fell in panic and shock, jumping around frantically on the ground.

[Audience expectation value +1]

[Current expectation value: 21%]

From beginning to end, Chen Ling's footsteps didn't pause in the slightest. He inhaled the thin Red Star Willpower diffusing out, a flash of brilliance appearing in his eyes, as if he were strolling casually in his own garden, walking slowly into the village.

By now, a large number of followers were holding various primitive weapons and rushing over here.

They saw the two chopsticks jumping around on the ground, were stunned for a moment, and then swarmed toward Chen Ling!

"Pots, bowls, ladles, and basins—that's a complete set." Chen Ling glanced at their numbers, chuckled, and countless red paper tentacles surged from under the hem of his opera robe, crashing toward the Jiangtian Sect followers!

Tentacles danced wildly, severed limbs flew, and as dense electric light flashed on the ground, brand-new and "lively" pots, bowls, ladles, and basins almost piled up on the ground beside Chen Ling.

Chen Ling greedily sucked in the released Red Star Willpower. He could feel his mental power soaring rapidly!

"He... he's not human!! He's a world-ending calamity!!"

"Calamity of Mockery!! He's the Calamity of Mockery!!!"

Seeing Chen Ling's intoxicated yet hideous pitch-black face, some followers finally reacted, screaming in terror and running toward the back.

The few bishops who had just arrived heard someone shout this, and after seeing Chen Ling's figure walking from afar, they turned and ran without hesitation!

Are you kidding?

A world-ending calamity is invading their branch; how are they supposed to stop him?!

They wanted to run, but Chen Ling couldn't let them go... Chen Ling's figure flickered slightly, crossing half the village at an astonishing speed. Those Jiangtian Sect followers only felt a blur before their eyes, and the bright red opera robe appeared before them like a nightmare.

Just then, Chen Ling seemed to have discovered something, his peripheral vision falling on a giant rock not far away.

This was a giant rock with a smooth cross-section, about five or six meters high, as if it had been forcibly cut from a cliff. On the surface of the giant rock, crooked little characters were engraved, as if they had been carved bit by bit.

Chen Ling was a bit surprised. You have to know that because Jiangtian Sect followers are close to the Red Star, the aura they emit affects themselves and the surrounding environment, causing all matter to regress to a primitive state... Logically speaking, this group of primitive people had trouble even speaking, let alone writing.

A group of guys like this would actually set up a special stone tablet in their branch?

The branch Chen Ling wiped out before didn't have anything like this.

While Chen Ling's attention was focused on the stone tablet, those followers had already begun to flee in terror. Chen Ling raised his hand casually, and dense scarlet tentacles instantly extended dozens of meters, grabbing one of the Jiangtian Sect followers and dragging him in front of him.

The Jiangtian Sect follower screamed in terror, but after Chen Ling backhanded him with a slap, he immediately quieted down, as if his brains had been scrambled.

"I ask, you answer." Chen Ling raised his hand and pointed to the distorted characters on the stone tablet.

"What is recorded on this?"

It took a long while for the Jiangtian Sect follower to recover, trembling all over as he spoke, "It's... it's... a mysterious existence in the depths of the Gray World..."

"Depths of the Gray World? What mysterious existence?" Chen Ling became interested.

"I... I don't know too clearly... I only know they call Him the Seventh World-Ender... the 'Angel of Annihilation'."