Chapter 771: Twisted Play God Path?

The man in the round hat on the side saw this, and the anger in his eyes gradually rose.

He grabbed Chen Ling's body through the air with both hands, forcibly twisted him back, and even smashed through three walls with force, forcibly nailing him into a giant pillar!

At this moment, Chen Ling was already covered in blood and flesh. Having lost one shoulder, he temporarily lost the ability to resist. After all, even the gun he was holding in his palm was crushed... The other hand felt like it was pressed by a big mountain, and even his fingertips were difficult to lift.

Chen Ling's blood-stained eyes looked at the flip phone on the ground, and a countdown on the screen was constantly jumping:

——00:00:32

——00:00:31

——……

The last thirty seconds... Chen Ling saw this, and his heart suddenly hung up.

According to the current situation, he couldn't escape the third shot... Although he didn't know the specific rank of these two people, they were undoubtedly much higher than himself, and the cooperation between the two was extremely close. It would be as difficult as ascending to heaven for him to escape now.

On the signal tower in the distance, the woman in leather locked onto Chen Ling through the sniper scope with her Domain, and her eyes narrowed slightly...

"This time... you can't escape."

Click—!

As a bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, the picture in the sniper scope suddenly turned white. In a trance, a ghost face seemed to be stuck on the sniper scope, sinister and weird.

The woman in leather exclaimed, scared to take several steps back, her heart beating like it was about to jump out of her chest.

What... what the hell is that??

The woman in leather slowed down for a moment, regained her composure, and suspiciously pressed her eyes back to the sniper scope... This time, the ghost face did not appear.

Is it an illusion?

The woman in leather hesitated for a moment, but still put her fingertips on the trigger again. At this time, the Domain had locked onto Chen Ling, who was nailed to the stone pillar...

She took a deep breath and pulled the trigger again!

Bang—!!

The next moment, her gun barrel exploded!

In the woman in leather's horrified eyes, the exploded gun barrel fragments scratched her cheek, and the whole person was shocked to the center of the signal tower by the blast wave, and her eyes went dark.

She sat blankly in place, and it took several seconds to come back to her senses...

The gun, exploded??

"How is this possible... how is this possible??" The woman muttered to herself, as if she had lost her soul.

A breeze blew across the top of the signal tower, blowing the fragments of the exploded gun barrel away, as if an invisible hand had brushed past her, disappearing without a trace...

At the same time.

In the commercial building, the man in the round hat glanced at the direction of the sniper rifle, and his brow furrowed tighter and tighter.

"What is that guy waiting for?"

He snorted coldly, simply stopped waiting for the third shot to appear, and walked straight to Chen Ling, who was nailed to the stone pillar.

He raised his palm, as if pinching something in the air. The next moment, Chen Ling, who was nailed, suddenly raised his only remaining hand and grabbed his own neck, as if he wanted to strangle himself to death!

Chen Ling's blood vessels expanded rapidly, blood continued to spray from his broken arm and chest, and his breathing was also tightly restrained by his palm!

A steady stream of illusions flooded into Chen Ling's mind, constantly depriving him of his sanity, as if he had lived for hundreds of years in just three seconds. The chaotic thoughts made his head ache!

Click—!

The second bolt of lightning flashed across the sky.

Under the pale sky, a figure was walking from the edge of the broken glass curtain wall... It was a figure wearing a black-red opera robe. In the flashing lightning, the hideous and sinister mask seemed to be able to take people's souls. He carried a bell in one hand and an unknown flag in the other, and jumped into the curtain wall with a pace that looked like jumping but not jumping;

Seeing this scene, the man in the round hat was suddenly stunned, as if remembering something, his eyes full of shock:

"[Nuo]? You are..."

As the ghost-faced figure raised the flag in his hand and waved it hard, two bolts of thunder roared down from the clouds, piercing the curtain wall like a "ten" shape, and the place where the two intersected was where the man in the round hat was!

Boom—!!

This sudden "ten"-shaped lightning strike made the man in the round hat's figure turn charred. Before he could make any move, a crisp bell rang.

The terrifying repulsive force swept directly across the floor, ejecting him out of the commercial building like a cannonball. After smashing through a curtain wall, he fell directly into the dim street block...

——00:00:05

——00:00:04

——……

The countdown on the phone screen jumped silently. Chen Ling, who was nailed to the stone pillar, raised his eyelids with difficulty...

A bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, and the hideous ghost face was illuminated for a moment, like a messenger from the underworld, standing silently in front of him.

"You are..." Chen Ling said hoarsely.

"You are 'Ghost Mockery'? I didn't expect you to be a Play God Path..." A familiar man's voice came from under the mask, which was exactly the person he had talked to on the phone not long ago,

But immediately after, he seemed to have noticed something, and his voice was extremely surprised!

"No, your Play God Path... is actually twisted too?"

Click—!

The roaring lightning rang in Chen Ling's ears. As the countdown on the phone screen returned to zero, lines of characters floated up from the void!

[Number 129439 time limit reached]

[Reading interrupted]

Chen Ling's consciousness sank suddenly!

……

Grey Realm.

The tracks flashing with mysterious runes crawled silently on the pitch-black earth, like a winding and slender giant dragon.

And at this moment, beside a certain section of the track, a figure was sitting boredly among the rubble, one hand supporting his head, looking up from time to time at the stone-sculpted figure that was like an old monk in meditation.

"Eleven hours... no, it should be almost twelve hours. Why hasn't he woken up yet??"

Jian Changsheng, who had been sitting in the Grey Realm for twelve hours, was extremely depressed at this moment. He stood up from the ground, cursing, wishing he could grab Chen Ling's hem and shake him awake.

"So bored... really so bored."

"Hungry, thirsty, want to sleep but dare not sleep... You dog Red Heart, you are having a good time yourself!" Jian Changsheng scanned his surroundings vigilantly, and after confirming that no disaster was approaching, he cursed more and more wildly.

He turned around in the rubble boredly, and finally, as if thinking of something, he lowered his head and picked up a pool of pitch-black stone powder, then looked at Chen Ling, who was still sleeping, and walked toward him with bad intentions...

Jian Changsheng hooked a touch of stone powder with his fingertips and drew it on Chen Ling's face bit by bit, like a cat, and like a fox, looking as ugly as it could be... And the corners of the "culprit's" mouth were constantly rising.

Just as Jian Changsheng was about to draw a pile of * on his glabella, a USB flash drive in front of Chen Ling suddenly popped out from the ground!

Jian Changsheng was stunned. Before he could react, Chen Ling, who was close at hand, suddenly opened his eyes, and a mouthful of turbid blood sprayed onto Jian Changsheng's face like a fountain!!

Bang bang—!!

Two blood mists exploded from Chen Ling at the same time. He rolled his eyes and fell directly into Jian Changsheng's arms...

At the same time, a scream of surprise and anger rang out over the Grey Realm:

"No... again?!!"