Chapter 620: It Actually Feels Great

Chen Ling had expanded—in the physical sense.

After killing dozens of people in a row, he had absorbed most of the red mist drifting in the air. In his eyes, it was as if a red sun were burning fiercely, and he had swollen by a circle compared to before.

Even so, Chen Ling still had no intention of stopping. A large amount of Red Star aura was still pouring into his body, and the cold glint in his hand flashed incessantly, harvesting the lives of the fleeing Jiangtian Sect members.

In the distance.

Club J, who had witnessed all of this, had an incredibly strange expression.

"This guy... is truly a monster."

"What? Did you think he was a normal person just because you saw him sing a few lines of opera?" Heart 9 spread his hands helplessly. "Don't forget, that guy has a 'World-Ender' inside him... It would be normal for him to be abnormal."

As the two were talking, two more figures approached rapidly—it was Jian Changsheng and Diamond 10.

"You guys really are here." Jian Changsheng's eyes lit up when he saw Heart 9. "Diamond 10 said that since it's so lively here, you two wouldn't be able to resist coming to join in... If we came here to look, we'd definitely find you."

After Jian Changsheng finished speaking, his peripheral vision caught the blood-red tide not far away, and he saw the red-clad figure expanding and slaughtering. He was suddenly stunned:

"Isn't that Heart 6? How did he get so fat in just a little while?"

"...That's not getting fat; he's about to be blown up." Club J explained calmly. "The Red Star aura isn't something just anyone can handle. For ordinary Jiangtian Sect members, enduring a sliver of the aura is already the limit. Even just that sliver is enough to shorten their lives and cause their bodies to regress to a primitive state... Those who can endure a few more slivers are enough to become bishops.

Although Heart 6 possesses a 'World-Ender,' his body is only Tier 3 after all. It would be a wonder if he didn't explode after swallowing the Red Star aura of so many people in one breath."

Heart 9 pointed at Chen Ling, who was gorging himself, and blinked. "But looking at him, it actually feels great!"

"The two aren't mutually exclusive. Perhaps he's too immersed, so he hasn't noticed the abnormality in his body?"

"Then should we go help him?"

"It's too late." Club J shook his head. "And look at his current state... he's like he's possessed. Even if we go up there, we might not be able to stop him."

"But I don't understand, why are these Jiangtian Sect members running? Weren't they planning to sacrifice themselves to summon the [Breath] Calamity?" Heart 9 asked, puzzled. "Dying by Heart 6's hand is death, and bleeding to death is also death... Why do they seem so terrified when they see Heart 6?"

"That... I'm not sure either."

Club J was thoughtful. "The Jiangtian Sect often deals with the Gray Realm and knows more about [Mock] Calamities... Perhaps they know some secrets about [Mock] Calamities?"

……

*Pfft*—!

As the last few heads were tossed high into the air, the Jiangtian Sect members around Chen Ling were almost completely wiped out.

This bloody and eerie massacre was not without an audience. Whether it was Club J and other Twilight Society members, or Yang Muquan and the Floating Life Painting members, they all witnessed everything that happened... but no one stepped forward.

The Twilight Society members went without saying, but even Yang Muquan, one of the nine great halls of the Floating Life Painting, stood cautiously in the distance. Although he didn't know what Chen Ling's background was, the fact that he could unilaterally suppress the Jiangtian Sect members and devour the red mist meant he had undoubtedly achieved something no one else could.

Chen Ling slaughtering the sect members and destroying the ritual didn't conflict with the Floating Life Painting's goals... It was just that his methods and image were too bizarre; he didn't look like a good person at all, and Yang Muquan didn't know what to do for a moment.

"Fragrant... so fragrant..."

The viscous blood washed over the soles of Chen Ling's shoes. He walked as if he were in a real tide, creating ripples with every step he took...

Beneath the bright red opera robe, his round, swollen body was slowly scanning the surroundings. After discovering that the ordinary Jiangtian Sect members had been almost completely wiped out, he walked toward the red-robed bishop, who was also bleeding out, in a bizarre posture.

The red-robed bishop, whose wrists were still spraying blood frantically, had his expression change drastically. He exchanged a glance with the other bishop, and they both ran wildly in opposite directions!

Between the two, Chen Ling chose the red-robed bishop who was bleeding out without hesitation. He took to the air with [Cloud Step] and followed closely. In the void behind him, scarlet eyes seemed to cover the sky, all locking onto the fleeing red-robed bishop!

Even though the red-robed bishop couldn't see those eyes, a sense of horror at being watched surged into his heart, making him shudder!

A black shadow flashed over his head. The red-robed bishop's hair stood on end. Just as he prepared to dodge to the side, a swollen figure descended from the sky like a cannonball, colliding with him with a *bang*!

The red-robed bishop and the swollen figure fell to the ground together, rolling several times in the pool of blood, their heads and faces covered in viscous blood.

During this time, Chen Ling's hands were clutching the red-robed bishop's neck tightly, with no intention of letting go. At this distance, the red-robed bishop could even clearly hear the sound of Chen Ling swallowing.

"!!!" The red-robed bishop roared, punching Chen Ling's body.

*Thud*—!

Chen Ling's left shoulder deformed instantly, the bone shattered by the punch, but he seemed completely unable to feel the pain. His mouth opened slightly, and wisps of red mist actually surged directly from the blood wound on the red-robed bishop's wrist, drilling into Chen Ling's mouth!

The concentration of Red Star aura within the red-robed bishop was more than ten times that of ordinary sect members. If others were just small shrimp in Chen Ling's eyes, needing dozens or hundreds to make a mouthful, then the red-robed bishop could barely count as a whole river shrimp...

As the red mist flowed away, the blood at the red-robed bishop's wrists gushed out even more frantically. His face turned pale to the naked eye, as if he were about to be sucked dry.

"ROAR—!!"

The red-robed bishop looked at Chen Ling in terror, his hands tearing frantically at Chen Ling's body, beating the latter until he was a bloody mess.

But the scarlet eyes behind Chen Ling were unaffected, still looking at the red-robed bishop in mockery, as if looking at a lamb struggling in its death throes.

*Bang, bang, bang*—

Chen Ling's swollen body burst into clouds of blood mist, and his shattered head was also beaten into a twisted shape by the red-robed bishop, but his eyes remained full of intoxication... His drool, mixed with blood, flowed onto the red-robed bishop's face. The red-robed bishop, pinned beneath him, was also breathing his last.

In the viscous sea of blood, both of their lives were fading rapidly.

Finally, Chen Ling's riddled body had been puffed up like a balloon by the Red Star aura. As the red-robed bishop threw his final punch, his entire body exploded with a *bang*!