Chapter 212 The Audience Returns

Everyone was stunned.

They looked at the figure who was frantically chewing the Soul-Broken Orb on the roof, and their brains crashed at the same time...

Why is he not dead yet? !

Is he crazy? ? ?

These two thoughts appeared in their minds, and they couldn't tell which one was the key point for a while. They didn't understand. His body was clearly broken into pieces, how could he still move? ?

What's more, the Soul-Broken Evidence Search only needs to consume one struggling soul to proceed. Even Jian Changsheng only consumed four souls in a row, and the man in red in front of them actually chewed the entire Soul-Broken Orb into pieces? !

There are thousands of struggling souls in it, enough to wipe out the same soul thousands of times!

Swallow them all in one breath? What's the difference between that and committing suicide thousands of times in one second?

The chewing sound of the man in red made people's scalps numb. The soul faces released from the gray crystal struggled frantically, but they couldn't escape the bloody sharp mouth full of glass shards at all. A ball of white smoke that was almost condensed to the substance spread wildly and was sucked into his mind like a vortex!

The wailing of countless souls mixed in the cold wind, whimpering in the sky above the Star Chamber of Commerce... Even the Paper Puppet Master and Pu Shu, two powerful men who have already achieved some accomplishments in their respective ways of God, felt a chill at this moment.

Yan Xishou and the old housekeeper and others on the side were even more pale, looking at the red-clothed figure on the roof as if they were looking at a demon!

As those souls were swallowed up, the harsh chewing sound gradually stopped, and a faint white smoke enveloped the sky above the roof, and the world fell into a deathly silence again.

The Paper Puppet Master narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the blurred red-clothed figure through the white smoke...

He just stood there quietly, motionless.

He was dead.

Even though his broken body still maintained a standing posture, even though his scarlet mouth still had crystal slag, even though the bright red robe was still floating in the wind...

But he was indeed dead, and he died completely.

Seeing this scene, the puppeteer secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart... This man in red was full of weirdness. For a moment just now, he even thought that he was unkillable, but fortunately, no one could survive after suffering such a degree of injury.

If he really couldn't die, what was the difference between him and a monster?

The puppeteer clapped his hands calmly and turned to walk towards the crowd: "Let's go... It's over."

Pu Shu in black took a deep look at the man in red who was still standing in the white smoke, and he was a little scared, but he still followed the puppeteer and walked towards the crowd not far away.

[Audience expectation value +1]

[Audience expectation value +1]

[Current expectation value: 66%]

[Detection of loss of actor connection, performance interrupted]

[Audience expectation value -50]

[Current expectation value: 16%]

[Warning! Warning! ]

[The audience began to intervene in the performance! 】

The puppeteer looked at the old butler and others who were gradually frightened in front of him, and confusion appeared in his eyes:

"Everyone is dead, what are you still looking at here?"

No one answered his question. Their eyes were like being nailed to something, staring straight at a certain direction. Their faces were visibly pale, as if they had seen something extremely terrifying.

A cold wind with a strong smell of blood blew across the cheeks of the puppeteer and Pu Shu.

They suddenly stopped.

The puppeteer vaguely sensed something was wrong, turned his head and looked behind him, his pupils suddenly shrank!

On the roof with white smoke rolling, the bloody figure that had been shattered suddenly twisted strangely. Under the cover of the smoke, everyone could not see clearly. They could only see that he was expanding little by little like a balloon, and countless tentacles-like things extended from his body...

"What the hell is that?!!" Pu Shu in black saw this scene, and his pupils shrank slightly.

The next moment, the red shadow on the roof disappeared out of thin air.

Before everyone could come to their senses, a huge shadow instantly enveloped them. Pu Shu and the puppet master looked up at the same time, and saw a sun made of red paper, strangely and silently floating above them, with countless red paper strips extending from it like snakes;

From a distance, it looked like a red sun and light drawn crookedly by a child with crayons.

A terrifying pressure fell on the shoulders of the puppet master and Pu Shu, and their faces suddenly changed. The puppet master seemed to have noticed something and immediately shouted:

"Be careful!!"

Song——! !

Before the puppet master finished speaking, dense red paper tentacles fell like raindrops, instantly piercing through more than a dozen guards around them. They were like people who had lost their way and were thrown into the forest of thorns. Their bodies were completely nailed to the ground, and scarlet blood smudged the ground along the paper strips.

Pu Shu reacted extremely quickly, his whole body split into countless strokes and disappeared on the spot, thus avoiding the fate of being pricked into a hedgehog. On the other hand, the paper puppeteer at the side turned around and rushed to the back!

Two paper figures flew up on the spot, folded themselves in midair at an astonishing speed, and turned into giant paper umbrellas with a diameter of two or three meters, which were propped up above Yan Xishou and the old housekeeper. The scarlet paper strips pierced the surface of the paper umbrellas, and were slightly dislocated by the elastic traction, deflecting in all directions.

The old housekeeper under the paper umbrella was frightened and broke into a cold sweat, and Yan Xishou's legs softened, and he almost fell to the ground.

"Run! This guy is also level five! I may not be able to protect you!"

The paper puppet master came under the paper umbrella, and the note in his hand folded rapidly, turning into a slender paper knife that he held in his hand, and cut off several scarlet tentacles in succession.

He stared at the red paper sun hanging in the air with his eyes fixed, his face full of shock and fear... He didn't know where this disaster came from, but from it, the paper puppet master felt an unprecedented sense of fear.

Without any hesitation, the old housekeeper held Yan Xishou beside him and left under the escort of the large paper umbrella. The dense paper tentacles hit the umbrella like raindrops, making a sharp tearing sound.

This paper umbrella seemed to be unable to hold on soon.

The paper puppet master took a deep breath and stabbed the paper knife in his hand into the ground. The field opened rapidly from under his feet, and bright paper figures climbed out from the ground...

Surrounded by these paper figures, the paper puppet master finally regained a sense of security. He gritted his teeth and looked up, muttering to himself:

"You and I are both level five, do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

As soon as the voice fell, dozens of paper figures opened their arms and soared from the devastated land like a flock of birds, swarming towards the scarlet paper sun!