Bring Wine!!
At this mont, Chen Ling could feel that on the Twisted Divine Path beneath his feet, a line of small text silently disappeared.
[Defeat the other 'self' on the stage you are most familiar with.]
Chen Ling won.
Although the process was incredibly tortuous and perilous, in the end, he beca the only winner on this Stage.
Chen Ling did not leave imdiately, nor was he in a hurry to exchange the rewards of this performance... His gaze was still locked dead on the black-robed theatrical shadow beneath his feet, whose head was separated from his body.
"I am not you, I won't make the sa mistake..."
"This ti..."
"I won't leave you even the slightest sliver of a chance to turn the tables."
Chen Ling slowly squatted down. Those four arms grabbed towards the black-robed theatrical shadow's body. Ruthlessness and madness flickered in his pupils!
He ferociously opened his mouth and bit onto that silent head!
"Ahhhhhh!!!!"
The black-robed theatrical shadow, who was playing dead, was instantly enveloped by intense pain, his sharp wails echoing across the entire Stage!
Like Chen Ling, a decapitated Audience would not die, at most only losing the power to resist... Chen Ling could certainly also cut the black-robed theatrical shadow into segnts and devour a little bit each ti, but this was still sowhat risky.
The black-robed theatrical shadow was truly too bizarre, Chen Ling was not at ease leaving him alone on the Stage. Furthermore, he saw that he had drawn Yang Xiao's ability, and also knew that the Lord of the Aurora's power could break the balance of the Calamity of Mockery's infighting. If he was given a chance to cause trouble again and draw Yang Xiao's ability, then everything would be over.
In the final analysis, it was that the black-robed theatrical shadow was an "illiterate". If he had chosen to draw Yang Xiao's ability instead of the Thought Calamity right from the start, then he absolutely wouldn't have had a chance to counterattack...
This victory was hard-won. No matter what, Chen Ling could not leave the slightest hidden danger for himself.
As Chen Ling took the first bite, surging negative emotions poured into his mind. That was a part that he had once forced out of his body... But now, he had to personally stuff all of this back into his own body.
His hatred, his anger, his unwillingness, his resentnt...
With every bite Chen Ling swallowed, these things would explode in his mind, blasting his consciousness and rationality to pieces.
"You're crazy!!" The black-robed theatrical shadow struggled in its death throes, "Swallowing in one breath, your spirit won't be able to bear it!! You'll turn into a real madman!!"
Chen Ling laughed heartily while chewing the remnant limbs in his mouth,
"Just with you?!"
"I want to see exactly to what extent you can drive crazy!"
Chen Ling directly bit off the remaining half of the head in one bite, chewing ferociously. Then he landed his gaze on the remaining half of the body and continued biting wildly.
During this process, Chen Ling was constantly using the Lord of the Aurora's ability to stabilize his soul, so that he wouldn't be crushed by these negative emotions. Otherwise, when he swallowed an entire head in one breath, he should have imdiately fainted on the spot, or even beco in a vegetative state.
But the aurora was not omnipotent. Moreover, these negative emotions belonged to himself in the first place. Chen Ling couldn't use it to completely obliterate these emotions; he could only ensure his spirit remained conscious all along...
Bite by bite, bite by bite...
As more and more negative emotions poured into his body, Chen Ling's aura also beca stronger and stronger. The Mockery Calamity power this third Slaughtering the Calamity allowed him to control was even several tis more massive than the first two combined!
Chen Ling didn't know how strong he would beco after this Slaughtering the Calamity ended, and he didn't have the ti to think about these things either...
He just chanically devoured the black-robed theatrical shadow's body. His soul, wrapped in the aurora, was like a sapling in a monstrous flood, tottering and about to collapse.
Pain,
Unprecedented pain!
It was like a thousand people cursing at each other in his mind. The overflowing negative emotions made Chen Ling's eyes turn bloodshot. As he swallowed the last bite of the black-robed theatrical shadow's body, he imdiately stumbled up and approached the reality behind the curtain...
...
"Wu Yi!!!!"
"Wine!!!"
"Give wine quickly!!!!"
Chen Ling, who was just about to dismber Wu Yi, abruptly opened his eyes and roared, his eyes glaring so wide they seed about to split!
In the next mont, the World-Ending pressure originally imprisoning Wu Yi abruptly disappeared. Wu Yi was first startled, then the ecstasy of surviving a disaster surfaced!!
It's the King!
Its familiar King was back!!
Although Wu Yi didn't know what happened, it directly rushed out of the Underground Palace without hesitation... leaving only a red-robed mad king clutching his head with both hands, roaring heart-tearingly in the empty grand hall.
At this ti, Chen Ling could hardly hold on anymore. He felt his consciousness gradually tearing apart, two different personalities arguing madly!
He had never felt ti pass so slowly.
Finally, Wu Yi led a group of centipedes, carrying one jar of Five Poison Wine after another, approaching here, emitting bursts of hissing outside the royal palace.
Chen Ling let out a low growl. In the next mont, his figure transford into a red lightning bolt, flashing directly from the grand hall to outside the royal palace. Before those centipedes could see anything clearly, Chen Ling had already stepped heavily on Wu Yi's back, picked up an entire jar of Five Poison Wine with both hands, tilted his head back, and chugged madly!
The overflowing liquor slid down the corner of Chen Ling's mouth. He swallowed greedily, and within a short few seconds, he finished the entire jar.
Those centipedes all looked dumbfounded at this mont. One must know that the total volu of this one jar was equivalent to ten tis that cup at the welco banquet... Drinking like Risking One's Life like this, even the several Poison Chiefs might not be able to withstand it.
But after Chen Ling finished one jar, he had no intention of stopping. He abruptly smashed the empty jar onto the ground with a bang, then directly charged in front of another unopened jar of wine, slapped a crack open with one palm, tilted his head back, and continued chugging madly into his mouth!
Endless pain surged in Chen Ling's mind. The only thing that could alleviate it was the extre joy brought by the Five Poison Wine!
[King, you cannot drink anymore]
[Even if it's you, you can't drink Five Poison Wine like water... there will be problems!]
Seeing Chen Ling finish downing the second jar, Wu Yi instantly couldn't sit still anymore and opened its mouth wanting to persuade him.
But Chen Ling fundantally couldn't hear what it said. He just smashed the wine jar in his hand, then abruptly looked at the third jar next to him... After a short second, he hugged the cracked wine jar again, chugging with a clatter!
Bang——!
Chen Ling smashed the empty wine jar again!
"Bring more wine!!!" Chen Ling roared, completely delirious.
Wu Yi was completely dumbfounded. It tried to bring the drunkenly crazed Chen Ling back to rest, but Chen Ling abruptly flicked his sleeve,
"Don't touch !! Don't anyone touch !!!"
Wu Yi instantly didn't dare to move. For a mont, it was wrong to bring it, and wrong not to bring it. But as Chen Ling released his World-Ending Aura sweeping across the entire place, it still obediently turned around and went to fetch new wine.
Fourth jar, fifth jar, sixth jar...
Chen Ling didn't rember how much he drank. He only knew that the endless joy finally allowed him to recover from the pain. He breathed a slight sigh of relief, then his vision went dark, and he completely lost consciousness.
Plop——
The Great Crimson Theatrical Robe plunged headfirst onto the ground, dead drunk.
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