Chapter 893: The Possibility of a Turnaround

This was the first time Chen Ling had actively opened his domain. Looking at the frozen world around him, a strange feeling arose in his heart... Here, he was the master of the world.

But Chen Ling didn't waste too much time in this state and spoke directly:

"RE-TRIAL."

The next moment, the world rewound before his eyes.

The two halves of Jiang Xiaohua returned to their original positions and merged into one; Mo Lian stepped backward and then disappeared into thin air, as if returning to his starting position; Jiang Xiaohua stood in the snow, returning the rings woven from the three people's hair back to their respective bodies, and even swallowed the word "Curse" he had shouted;

The three figures disappeared into thin air and reappeared hundreds of meters away, at the site of their first battle with Mo Lian.

At this time, Jian Changsheng, whose memory was stuck in the servant period, had already been shot in the head by Chen Ling, and Sun Bumian had also been knocked unconscious by Mo Lian's palm. Only the man wearing the bowler hat was standing there, smiling at Chen Ling...

A line of ethereal text appeared before Chen Ling's eyes:

[Unknown Saint of Thieves (Playfully): "I am the one who has come to control you."]

Eight seconds.

This was the limit of what Chen Ling could [Re-Trial].

Chen Ling's gaze swept over all the events that had occurred within these eight seconds, including Mo Lian's dialogue, Jiang Xiaohua swapping places to relieve them, Mo Lian's subsequent arrival, and Jiang Xiaohua being split in two...

It seemed like not much had happened in these eight seconds, but the "events" before Chen Ling's eyes were quite numerous.

Chen Ling was like a true director, lost in thought while facing the script;

Although he had used his domain, this didn't mean he could definitely turn the tide. After all, the opponent was a Tier 7 Saint of Thieves. No matter how Chen Ling rewrote the script, he couldn't see any possibility of a counter-kill...

As for forcibly tampering with the script to make it unreasonable, Chen Ling didn't have the mental or physical strength to do that.

"Where, exactly, is the path to survival..." Chen Ling frowned.

Chen Ling repeatedly reviewed the events of these eight seconds, and finally, his gaze landed on two lines.

[Mo Lian (snorts coldly): A curse substitute, huh... Do you think you can shake me off like this?]

[Special Effect: Mo Lian seems to sense Jiang Xiaohua's location and quickly disappears into the wind and snow, with the unconscious Bai Ye hanging in the air, suspended by black vines, floating behind him.]

Bai Ye?

Chen Ling's eyes narrowed, and he immediately dragged the progress bar to pull the scene back to the corresponding moment.

After Chen Ling and the others were swapped away by Jiang Xiaohua's substitute, Mo Lian immediately chased after them. The moment he left, Chen Ling carefully searched the surroundings from a director's perspective and finally saw the bound figure of Bai Ye in the snow-filled sky!

"So that's it... I was wondering why this ability to steal memories felt so familiar. This Saint of Thieves must have stolen Bai Ye's skill?" Chen Ling looked at Bai Ye in the sky, lost in thought.

"If that's the case..."

Chen Ling's brain worked at high speed, and glimmers of light flashed within it. As if he had made up his mind, his lips parted slightly:

"ADD SCENE."

As soon as these words were spoken, two blank horizontal bars appeared in the script. Almost simultaneously, Chen Ling's mind felt as if it had been struck by a heavy hammer, and he nearly fainted on the ground.

Scarlet blood flowed from Chen Ling's seven orifices, and a rare look of pain appeared on his face...

The last time he activated his domain, he was in an out-of-control state, and he had returned to his body only after the modification was finished, so he hadn't directly experienced the backlash of the moment of modification... He never expected the backlash to be so intense. If it had been someone with weaker willpower, they probably would have fainted on the spot.

Fortunately, Chen Ling didn't make many changes this time. He didn't negate any of the previous events; he just added two lines out of thin air, then jumped to the end of the script and added the prefix "nearly" to the line where Jiang Xiaohua was split open.

But after doing all this, Chen Ling had reached his limit. He wearily raised his hand and snapped his fingers lightly:

“【Action】。”

SNAP—!

The world line reset.

Wind and snow filled the air. Mo Lian casually pressed the brim of his bowler hat. His gaze seemed to view Chen Ling as something already in his pocket, and with a hint of playfulness, he smiled and spoke:

"I am the one who has come to control you."

Opposite him, Chen Ling, bleeding from his seven orifices, rolled his eyes silently.

[Audience Expectation +3]

[Current Expectation: 64%]

A heart-python crawled silently down Chen Ling's arm and vanished into the snow in an instant, heading who knows where... At the same time, Chen Ling smiled faintly:

"Just you?"

Mo Lian felt that Chen Ling's smile was a bit strange, but he didn't think much of it. This was the best time for him to steal Chen Ling's "reason," but the moment he raised his hand, a faint light flashed, and the figures of Chen Ling and the other two vanished instantly.

In their place were three cute snowmen.

"A curse substitute, huh... Do you think you can shake me off like this?" Mo Lian snorted coldly and disappeared without a trace.

Perhaps because the black vines couldn't be too far away from him, as he moved, the unconscious Bai Ye, bound in the sky, also began to move silently in that direction.

But he didn't notice that, at some point, a heart-python had climbed onto Bai Ye's body and bitten into his mind!

Bai Ye's body trembled slightly.

His eyes opened slowly, and he saw a familiar heart-python flicking its red tongue, constantly coiling and circling, as if teaching him something.

"This is..." Bai Ye's pupils contracted slightly.

……

Chen Ling watched Jiang Xiaohua, who was earnestly weaving the hair rings for them, and sighed deeply in his heart...

Following the lines on the original script, he asked stiffly:

"Who... are you?"

"My name is Jiang Xiaohua."

“……”

Chen Ling didn't have enough mental strength to change other lines and actions, so he had to replicate the plot according to the original script. This feeling was very strange, making Chen Ling feel as if he had returned to the stage before he transmigrated, only this time, the actor was himself.

After Jiang Xiaohua earnestly finished the last line of the "Curse" dialogue, he was slashed open by Mo Lian, who had ambushed him from behind.

But this time, Jiang Xiaohua seemed to sense the wind from behind and instinctively tilted slightly to the side. Even so, a line of blood still pierced through most of his body, and scarlet blood gushed out, enveloping the three of them...

Jiang Xiaohua fell powerlessly onto the three of them.

"It's up to you now..."

Mo Lian, standing behind him, spoke the last line Chen Ling knew: "The rats fleeing in panic cannot escape my palm."

The next moment,

Chen Ling, Jian Changsheng, and Sun Bumian all sprang into action simultaneously!!

Mo Lian was stunned. He hadn't expected Chen Ling and the others to be able to wake up, and as if they had agreed upon it, they all attacked him at the same time!

But for the three of them to try to cause harm to a Saint of Thieves was nothing but a pipe dream... Mo Lian snorted coldly and raised his hand casually, and a heart-python flew toward the minds of the three!

Just as the heart-python was about to touch Chen Ling, who was in the lead, another heart-python, one size thicker than the first, descended from the sky!!