Chapter 761: Myriad Scenery Framing

Click—

With another shutter sound, a breeze blew past Chen Ling’s ear out of thin air!

"Oh?"

The moment Chen Ling’s soft exclamation sounded, a massive shadow appeared behind him as if it had teleported. It was a giant bear over twenty meters tall, but it didn't look like a living creature; its eyes were hollow, and its fur looked like knotted rope, resembling a plush toy magnified countless times.

Even so, the moment it appeared out of thin air, its two giant paws, capable of crushing a small building, slammed together like someone swatting a mosquito, crushing Chen Ling between them!

Bang—!

An invisible shockwave rippled out from the bear’s palms.

A woman wearing a white hoodie stood quietly on the shoulder of the plush giant. Seeing those palms pressed tightly together, she let out a cold snort:

"He’s just one person. Was it necessary to go to such lengths?"

"If he dared to come alone, it means he definitely has some skill. Being careful is never a mistake." The photographer walked into the photograph unhurriedly and said viciously, "Besides... who told him to play me for a fool? If you play me, you have to pay the price!"

"Is that so? What kind of price do I have to pay?"

A calm voice rang out from behind the photographer, cold as if it had come from the underworld. His pupils contracted sharply!

The photographer’s reaction was also extremely fast. He gripped his camera and spun around, but just as he intended to press the shutter at his back, the sound didn't come... and the familiar tactile feel of the button had vanished without a trace.

He was stunned. He looked down in bewilderment and discovered that the camera in his hand had somehow turned into an old-fashioned metal door lock.

“？？！！”

A leg swept through the air, whistling as it slammed into the photographer’s chest!

Bang—!!!

Chen Ling’s kick was incredibly powerful, punching straight through the photographer’s body... but then he realized the sensation was wrong. The photographer before him was visibly turning into a photograph.

Chen Ling’s eyebrows arched slightly in surprise.

Dozens of meters away, the photographer’s figure reappeared, but he was still spitting out a mouthful of blood as if he had just been kicked, flying backward into the wilderness.

A substitute?

Although the photographer’s reaction was fast, Chen Ling’s strike was faster. Even though he had used a photo-substitute, a portion of the force still landed on his real body, sending him flying over ten meters away.

"Interesting." Chen Ling said with interest, "One Path of the Green God, one Path of the Strength God, one Path of the Puppet God... but these Paths are all quite different from what I know."

In the brief exchange, Chen Ling had roughly figured out their abilities. The photographer’s ability was somewhat similar to the second hall of the Floating Life Painting, only the method of activation was different, and the gap in combat experience and rank between the two was simply too vast.

The white man was clearly on the Path of the Strength God, but he was also different from the ones Chen Ling had encountered before... As for the Puppet God, Chen Ling had only ever encountered those who controlled paper dolls; he had never imagined one that controlled plush toys.

Chen Ling realized that the Paths of the Gods were tied to their eras.

The fourteen Paths of the Gods were always the same fourteen Paths. From ancient times to the present, from the modern era to the future, the general direction of the Paths remained unchanged; what changed were the "trajectories" under the social backgrounds of different eras.

He could encounter a photographer using a DSLR to fight in this era, but in the era after the Great Catastrophe, it would be almost impossible to see... because in that era, cameras were items used by only a very small number of people, and the methods of use were quite primitive. Before the era when cameras were invented, it would have been even more impossible.

And in this era, he likely wouldn't see Paths like [Asura] or [Stop-Guns], which were exclusive to turbulent times.

However...

"Too weak." Chen Ling sighed deeply, "At the same rank, your combat power is simply too weak compared to the era after the Great Catastrophe..."

Chen Ling was telling the truth.

The Paths themselves had no inherent strength or weakness; whether it was the Path of the Green God driven by a camera or one driven by a paintbrush, they were essentially the same... But the problem was that these people hadn't experienced the harsh survival environment of the Nine Great Domains. They lived in this comfortable and beautiful era, and their crisis awareness, combat instincts, and development of their own Paths were far inferior to those of the post-Catastrophe era.

Up until now, Chen Ling had been passively dodging and hadn't taken the initiative to attack, simply because he wanted to see just how far these people could go...

The result was a huge disappointment.

It seemed that people like Nie Yu were the minority of the minority in this era.

Hearing this, the three "Black Hands" were stunned at first, and then anger climbed onto their faces. They glared at Chen Ling, seemingly feeling insulted!

"Stop putting on an act." The woman cursed unhappily, her divine aura flickering.

The next moment, she and the giant bear beneath her vanished into thin air, reappearing above Chen Ling!

The massive paws were raised high, the plush surface instantly turning into raging flames. As they stomped down with terrifying force, it was like a burning mountain crashing down!

Chen Ling stood quietly in place, the fiery paws reflecting a deep red on his face. He didn't dodge, but instead held the boning knife in one hand and slashed upward casually.

"Why discuss the clowns of the barbarian kings? With one sword, I can hold off a million troops!"

Boom—!!!

The moment the melodious operatic singing rang out, a blade aura that reached the heavens and the earth surged like a tide, instantly engulfing the massive flaming bear and the woman, even covering half the sky of this photographic world!!

In the distance, the photographer and the white man, who had witnessed this scene with their own eyes, saw their pupils contract sharply!

A deafening roar erupted, and the entire world was slashed open by this strike. The cracks in the void looked as if someone had cut the photograph with a knife. Through the rift that pierced the heavens and earth, one could even see the scene of the real world outside...

At the same time, burning plush fragments drifted down like scattered paper money. The skyscraper-sized figure had been slashed into countless pieces by a single strike and vanished without a trace.

A mangled body slammed heavily into the wilderness, dust rising; she was already motionless.

"This..." The white man saw this scene, and his body couldn't stop trembling.

One strike, instant kill?

The white man, like the woman just now, was a Third Rank. If the opponent could kill the woman in one strike, he could naturally kill him in one strike as well... Even on the Path of the Strength God, he had no confidence that he could withstand that strike.

What kind of monster was that???

The white man retreated instinctively, seemingly having lost the will to fight, but the photographer beside him grabbed him, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth while gritting his teeth:

"What are you afraid of... I don't believe it. With that kind of power, how many strikes can this guy possibly unleash?"

The photographer took a deep breath, raised his index and middle fingers, and formed the shape of a camera in front of him, framing Chen Ling in the distance.

The next moment, a Domain suddenly expanded!

"[Myriad Scenery Framing]."