I'm Not a Theatre God

Chapter 37 The Descend of God

"Sacrificial vessel?!"

The two law enforcers beside him saw this scene and widened their eyes in shock.

As the finger bone was exposed to the air, an inexplicable heat spread inside and outside the house, and the flying snow was isolated outside the courtyard, as if an invisible field had opened.

Qian Fan held the finger bone in his hand, looking at the red-clothed figure in the distance who was killing people, and his eyes flashed with murderous intent.

He bought this sacrificial vessel at the black market in District 5 two years ago, spending most of his money. It is said that it came from the body of a law enforcer contaminated by the intersection of the gray world. For so many years, this thing has always been his trump card to save his life and has never been used.

But this time, he had no choice.

"Catch him for me!!" Qian Fan roared and stabbed the finger bone into his palm.

As the blood flowed on the finger bone, it seemed to come alive, devouring Qian Fan's flesh and blood crazily. At the same time, a shadow flashed across the surface of the finger bone.

In the courtyard, the ground buried in the snow suddenly trembled!

Chen Ling felt a flash before his eyes, and the snow under his feet suddenly exploded. A pale barb like a giant's rib shot out from the ground and pierced his shoulder like lightning!

Even though Chen Ling had vaguely seen the trajectory of the rib, it appeared too suddenly and he had no time to react. In a hurry, Chen Ling subconsciously turned his body to avoid his vitals.

The sharp pain of flesh being pierced came from his shoulder, and Chen Ling's movements stagnated. Then the second and third ribs burst out from the ground one after another!

Chen Ling's body had been pierced by the first rib, and there was almost no room to dodge. He could only move his body and avoid the ribs a little, but in this way, his space for movement became smaller and smaller.

With the appearance of the fifth rib, Chen Ling was completely locked in place, like a prisoner imprisoned in a skeleton cage, unable to move.

"What is this..." Chen Ling looked at the finger bones in Qian Fan's hand, his face was extremely gloomy.

As the flesh and blood were constantly devoured by the finger bones, Qian Fan's figure had shrunk by half a circle, like a malnourished scavenger, but as the ribs stopped appearing, his figure also stopped losing weight.

Seeing this, Qian Fan immediately pulled the joint out of his body, tremblingly stuffed it back into the oil paper, and a smile appeared on the pale corners of his mouth.

Judging from the effect, the money was well spent... This is already equivalent to the destructive power of the second level of Shinto.

Seeing Qian Fan subdue Chen Ling so easily, the other two law enforcers were secretly shocked. Under their admiring and fearful eyes, Qian Fan slowly moved his body and walked into the courtyard.

"How was it?" Qian Fan sneered, "Did you enjoy the killing just now?"

The corpses were lying in the snow in the courtyard, and the flowing blood dyed the ground dark red...

Chen Ling was imprisoned in the skeleton cage, looking coldly at Qian Fan in front of him, with no emotional fluctuations on his weird and bloody face.

"Is it great to get [God's favor]?"

"Even if you are a quasi-law enforcement officer, you still fell into my hands in the end?"

"Boy, I don't care what feud you have with Bingquan Street, you are dead... Do you know how many people's interests you have harmed?"

Qian Fan slowly took out the gun and pointed the black muzzle at Chen Ling's forehead. As he spoke, his thin face was full of resentment.

"Oh no, I can't let him kill Chen Ling."

Seeing this scene, the shadow man who was watching outside the house had a gloomy face and was about to take action.

"Wait." Chu Muyun suddenly spoke, and under the lens, his eyes flashed with a strange glimmer, "Something is not right..."

The shadow man was stunned for a moment, "What do you mean?"

Inside the house.

With the muzzle of the gun pointed at his head, Chen Ling remained unmoved, and his eyes were as calm as the abyss.

Just as Qian Fan was about to pull the trigger, two stars in the sky suddenly shone brightly, and the magnificent divine light was like a giant pillar falling from the sky, breaking through the snow curtain, and enveloped Chen Ling in the skeleton cage!

Boom——! !

The surging divine aura swept ripples in the void, forcing Qian Fan to retreat several steps, staggering and falling to the ground.

He looked at the two divine pillars falling from the sky in astonishment, his eyes full of disbelief!

"【Divine Favor】?! How is this possible?? Hasn't he already accepted 【Divine Favor】?!"

"The black one is the 'God of War', and the purple one is... 'God of Witchcraft'?" The other two law enforcers were also extremely shocked.

"He was offered an olive branch by two major divine paths at the same time. What kind of monster is this kid?"

In the stunned eyes of the three people, Chen Ling, who was covered in blood, raised his head slightly and looked at the two stars above his head that extended like ribbons of divine light. Surprise flashed in his eyes...

He had just prepared to die again. After all, his [expectation value] was enough now. Even if he died, he would most likely be resurrected directly... But he never expected that he would actually attract [divine favor].

Moreover, it was two paths.

Speaking of which, when he killed the bone knife just now, he did have an inexplicable feeling. It was not joy or disgust, but a feeling... It seemed that he was born to do this kind of thing.

According to what Chu Muyun said before, this was his first time to kill someone, and he attracted the favor of "War God", which made him a peerless genius of "War God".

But Chen Ling didn't understand, what was the second purple star?

Just as Chen Ling was puzzled, the third star in the sky slowly lit up!

It was a vermilion star, dotted in the sky, as if it was as clear and shining as colored glass, and the ribbon-like divine light passed through the void, and together with the divine light of the other two divine ways, it enveloped Chen Ling.

Chen Ling was stunned.

"There is another divine way?"

"Three divine ways descended and favored at the same time, how is this possible?!"

"Wait, which divine way does this star represent? Why do I feel like I have never seen it before..."

Qian Fan and the other two were completely confused.

At the same time, the two people outside the house were also a little stunned.

"The color is like cinnabar, the shape is like colored glass... There is no mistake, this is the 'Drama God'." The shadow man thought.

"'The Way of Drama'? That's quite rare." Chu Muyun frowned slightly, "But what's the relationship between him and 'The Way of Drama'?"

"Is he good at acting or singing?"

"As far as I know, no...but his imaginary brother is."

"The three great ways of acting came to favor him at the same time. If it were normal, he would definitely be a top genius. Unfortunately..." The shadow man shook his head, "It's a pity that he is a fusionist and is destined to not be able to walk the way of the gods."

"The three great ways of acting appeared at the same time. Someone in Aurora City must have noticed it and will definitely send someone over."

"No need to wait for Aurora City..."

The shadow man slowly turned his head and looked in a certain direction in the wind and snow, "There is a law enforcement officer who has been approaching here and is almost here."

"Can't let him interrupt all this. I'll go stop him." Chu Muyun turned his head and walked over there.

"No need."

"Why."

"...Someone has already stopped him."

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