Chapter 217 Eye Contact

Chen Ling clearly remembered that the last time the audience intervened in the performance, his hand could still barely pass through the curtain.

Although the process was extremely difficult at that time, at least his hand could still move in the curtain. This time, when his hand touched the curtain, it was like touching an extremely hard wall. Even if he tried his best, he could only squeeze less than half a finger in...

The last time he tried to take back his body, the audience's expectation value only dropped to 14%, but this time, it broke through the bottom line and reached 13%.

Although it was only a 1% change, the difficulty of passing through the curtain increased significantly.

Chen Ling looked at the bloody manor behind the curtain, which was gradually running wild, and felt a little anxious... He saw hundreds of figures being eaten, and even the puppet master was torn into pieces by the two buildings. If this continued, the movement here would sooner or later attract high-level law enforcement officers.

"Is there no one in the Star Chamber who can stand up?" Chen Ling couldn't help but complain, "It would be good if someone could hold it back a little bit!!"

As he spoke, he began to use both hands to frantically grab the crack in the corner, trying to use the force of tearing to expand it little by little until an arm could pass through it. Even if this process was as difficult as ascending to heaven, he could only bite the bullet. If he couldn't pass through this layer of curtain, he would be completely dead.

Now he could only pray that someone would come to fight against the red paper monster and slow down the audience's expectations. If the expectations dropped to 12% in the end, he would have no chance of regaining his body.

The crack on the curtain gradually expanded with Chen Ling's efforts, but it was still too far to pass through an arm. Under the red robe, Chen Ling was already sweating profusely.

...

Star Chamber.

Dungeon.

Boom--! !

A series of explosions came from the top of his head, and a large amount of soil debris began to fall. This space buried under the ground seemed to be crumbling.

At this time, the guards who were originally stationed in the dungeon had all gone to the surface. Some died and some escaped. In the empty underground, only Jian Changsheng was left alone in the cell, pacing back and forth anxiously.

"Damn it, what happened up there?"

"Can't anyone come to take care of me?!"

There was a window for ventilation on the ceiling in the middle of the cell. Jian Changsheng could hear the wailing and roaring outside. He knew that something big must have happened outside, but he could only be imprisoned here alone, as if he was forgotten by the whole world.

"No one cares, right?"

A ruthless look flashed in Jian Changsheng's eyes. He bit his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of blood!

With the blood splashing, his figure disappeared instantly, and appeared outside the cell door the next second.

Since all the guards had left, no one cared about Jian Changsheng's escape. He returned to the surface all the way and saw the completely chaotic and crazy manor in front of him. The whole person stayed where he was.

Swoosh--

Jian Changsheng suddenly turned sideways to avoid two flying bricks, and then he came to his senses.

He wiped his broken tongue with his fingertips, stained with a drop of blood, and threw it far away. In the blink of an eye, he moved more than a hundred meters away. The next moment, he was whipped by more than ten willow branches, and stone chips flew everywhere.

"What is going on? A circus?" Jian Changsheng said in shock while running wildly in this ridiculous manor.

If he could not still feel the pain from the tip of his tongue, Jian Changsheng would even suspect that he was dreaming, otherwise what are all these messes? Crawling buildings, swaying trees, free-flying bricks... He even saw the errand room where he lived in the past turned into a giant crab, running rampant in the manor.

Everything in front of him was so unreal, and when Jian Changsheng subconsciously raised his head, he saw the source of all the unreality...

Above the surging red clouds, a hollow pupil was like the sun, overlooking the earth.

When Jian Changsheng looked up at it, it seemed to sense something, and its pupil slightly turned, also locking onto the fleeing Jian Changsheng... At this moment, their eyes met.

Jian Changsheng's heart skipped a beat.

He just looked up, but he didn't expect that the pupil would look at it... A creepy feeling surged into Jian Changsheng's heart!

The next moment, the red cloud holding the pupil surged violently, and dense red paper strips fell from the sky like tentacles, rushing towards Jian Changsheng's position rapidly!

At the same time, the architectural monsters wandering around the manor seemed to have received some kind of order, and turned around at the same time, surrounding Jian Changsheng's position...

Just a glance, Jian Changsheng became the target of the entire chaotic manor!

Jian Changsheng felt a chill running from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. He widened his eyes in disbelief and his face turned pale.

"Why are you all coming for me???"

Jian Changsheng wanted to die. He picked up a short sword on the ground, slashed it hard on his palm, and used [Blood Dropping Sword] to desperately escape in the manor...

He didn't understand. He just looked into that pupil and didn't violate any heavenly rules. How did he suddenly become the target of public criticism?

When he was running away just now, he saw a man in a woolen coat and silver-rimmed glasses running away like him. There were still people alive in other places, so why did that thing come to attack him without saying anything?

As a large number of non-human creatures changed their targets, Chu Muyun, who had been circling in the manor, could finally stop and take a break. He looked at Jian Changsheng who was constantly escaping in an instant, his eyes full of surprise.

Who is that person?

Facing the red paper monster that had reached the sixth level, Chu Muyun thought he was no match, so even if he wanted to help Chen Ling, he couldn't do it. He could only barely deal with it in this manor... All he could do was send out a distress signal, hoping that the high-level Dusk members lurking in Aurora City at the moment could receive it and come to support.

But the strange thing was... his distress signal failed to send.

It was as if something in this manor completely blocked the communication with the outside world. Chu Muyun initially suspected that it was the work of the red paper monster, but after careful identification, he found that it was not...

What was even more bizarre was that the red paper monster should have made such a big noise, and Aurora City should have noticed it long ago. A large number of high-level law enforcement officers should have rushed here by now, but until now, no law enforcement officer has been seen.

"Could it be..."

Chu Muyun pushed his silver-rimmed glasses and looked around, wondering what he was thinking.