Chapter 1652: I Killed Them, So What?

I Killed Them, So What?

Corpses after corpses fell in pools of blood.

One, two, three... ten, fifty, a hundred...

Gurgling fresh blood flowed along with the rainwater on the ground, washing the entire street the color of blood. The lives of over a thousand people came to an end under this knife. Countless ghostly phantoms, like a torrential flood, swept towards the figure in the Theatrical Robe from all directions.

This was the first time Chen Ling had personally killed so many people... and they were all Ordinary Persons.

But there wasn't much expression on Chen Ling's face. He just calmly held the Red Paper Umbrella and walked amidst the heavy rain, as if he wasn't a World-Ending Calamity engaged in a bloody massacre of the city, but a Theatre God in red roaming free from worldly affairs.

If someone could see through the boundary between life and death at this moment, they would be able to see that a surging ghost vortex had already appeared within the Hidden Clouds Domain, and the center of that vortex was the Great Red Paper Umbrella in Chen Ling's hand.

And that figure draped in the red-bottomed, black-patterned Theatrical Robe was slowly advancing amidst the torrential flood of ghosts.

"What is the Red King... doing?"

"What do you know." Eight of Clubs beside him snorted coldly.

"He's not killing people... he's saving people."

Nine of Hearts was stunned. He suspiciously sized up Chen Ling in the distance, seemingly not understanding why he was saving people.

This guy... had clearly gone completely mad with killing, like a true World-Ending!

"Hey."

Just as Nine of Hearts was deep in thought, Eight of Clubs suddenly raised his hand, pointing in another direction... His expression was incredibly grave.

"Look over there."

Nine of Hearts looked in the direction of Eight of Clubs's fingertip, only to see two figures standing at the highest point of a Clock Tower in the distance, overlooking the entire Domain... It was precisely the Farmer and the Butcher.

At this time, the Farmer frowned as he looked at the extremely chaotic battlefield below. After hesitating for a long time, he still spoke:

"Are we really not going down to help?"

"Help? Which side are you going to help?"

The Butcher closed his eyes and slowly spoke, "Can Lord of Hidden Clouds's methods deceive those Dragon-Strangling Warriors, can they deceive you and me? He's clearly sending himself to die... He just hopes Chen Ling will personally end all of this."

"...Sigh." The Farmer sighed heavily. "I can't believe we fought to this extent, yet still couldn't save this Domain..."

"The ending of this Domain was actually doomed long ago... It's just that you and I were both unwilling to give up." The Butcher paused for a moment. "Not just this Domain, this era itself... might also be beyond saving."

"En? Listening to you, you seem interested in the Dusk Society?"

"...You know me, you know what I mean."

"True." The Farmer paused for a moment. "As long as the Spirit Void Domain hasn't completely collapsed, there is still hope for everything... No matter how slim, we cannot give up that sliver of hope."

"But we also won't stop the appearance of another sliver of hope."

The Butcher looked at the gradually gathering members of the Dusk Society and that figure in the Theatrical Robe single-handedly bathing the block in blood, his gaze somewhat complex.

The Farmer nodded. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly looked in a certain direction with an odd expression...

"But some with more stubborn personalities... might not think this way."

...

A figure carrying a War Flag on his back howled as he swept past from the sky.

Tu Tian's gaze looked at the street below. Bloody corpses had fallen in the curtain of rain. Old Men, children, they were everywhere. Every single one of them was pierced by a knife and instantly killed...

Looking out, on this entire street, there actually wasn't a single survivor left!!

Tu Tian's eyes were covered in bloodshot lines. As one of the owners of the Celestial Star Positions, he could accept combat casualties among the Dragon-Strangling Warriors, but he couldn't accept someone slaughtering civilians so cruelly. For a moment, his chest heaved violently, and his anger burned!

Who...

Who was so deranged?!

Under his careful search, the afterimage of a Bone-Stripping Knife streaking across the horizon attracted his attention. He was stunned for a moment, and then as if realizing something, almost gritting his teeth, he shouted out that name:

"...Chen Ling!!!"

...

On the blood-colored street,

Chen Ling gently raised his hand and grasped the Bone-Stripping Knife that flew back.

Killing so many people in one breath, the Bone-Stripping Knife was also quite tired. The centipede legs on the hilt trembled slightly, as if they were spasming... Chen Ling saw this scene, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"Too slow..."

At this speed, who knows how long it would take to finish killing the people of this city.

Using a knife to kill was too inefficient. To reap the lives in this city as fast as possible, it was best to use a method with wider coverage, higher penetration rate, and that was direct and effective...

Chen Ling pondered as he walked. The rainwater hit the surface of the Great Red Paper Umbrella, producing pattering sounds.

Right at this moment, as if realizing something, he suddenly looked up at the rain clouds above.

"This method... should work."

Chen Ling had an idea in his mind. Just as he was about to put it into practice, immediately following that, a howling figure crashed onto the ground in front of him like a meteor!

Thud—!!!

Amidst the splashing gravel, a figure carrying a War Flag half-squatted in the shattered deep pit. A pair of bloodshot eyes stared deadly at that figure in the Theatrical Robe...

"Chen Ling!!!!"

"You beast... you even kill civilians?!!"

Chen Ling was somewhat surprised. So many Dragon-Strangling Warriors wanted to come kill him, yet they all couldn't bypass the Dusk Society's defense line. But Tu Tian was actually able to break out of the heavy siege and arrive before him...

This showed that Tu Tian's current strength had indeed grown a lot, and the luck boost brought to him by the Celestial Star Positions was even more miraculous.

Chen Ling sized up the furious Tu Tian glaring at him, and couldn't help but recall the scene of encountering this guy for the first time in the Heavenly Pivot Domain... Unknowingly, he had actually grown to this extent.

What a pity...

In this era, this bit of strength of his really might not be enough.

With a thought from Chen Ling, the corner of his mouth under the Great Red Paper Umbrella curled into an extremely villainous smile:

"That's right... I killed them."

"So what?"

Tu Tian froze, and then an even more intense anger surged into his heart. He already had some old grudges with Chen Ling to begin with, and now that Chen Ling was deranged to this point, he simply couldn't tolerate it anymore!

"So what if you're the Red King of the Dusk Society?! Today, we'll settle all the accounts properly!"

Tu Tian pulled out the War Flag behind his back. The hurricane rolled up by the Path of Force directly swept away the surrounding rainwater. Facing Chen Ling, he simply didn't dare to hold back the slightest bit, directly launching his strongest skill and taking a step forward!!

In the next second, the sky seemed to be drawn by some kind of force and twisted violently. The power of celestial phenomena madly poured into the War Flag in his hand. As his figure crashed through the curtain of rain, a cold glint capable of crumbling mountains and splitting seas pierced towards Chen Ling's face!

His speed was too fast, so fast that only blurry afterimages were left in the air. Right at this moment, a crisp sound of metal clashing rang straight through the horizon!

Ding—!!

A section of a fair index finger gently pressed against the tip of Tu Tian's full-force War Flag strike, freezing it in midair as steady as Mount Tai...

"Oh?" Under the Great Red Paper Umbrella, Chen Ling spoke faintly,

"Just with you?"