Chapter 1847: Pursued by Dukes

Pursued by Dukes

"Sigh..."

A sigh came from behind.

The Awakened Lion turned its head to look behind, only to see another white-clothed old man exuding the Demigod's Aura of the Path of the Physician standing quietly behind them.

Curling medicinal fragrance lingered beside the old man like ribbons. He just stood there, and his surging vitality was like a torrent of rivers and seas, endlessly growing... Even Sun Bumian, who had the Auspicious Omen by his side, felt a huge pressure.

"The Awakened Lion is originally a symbol of Good Fortune and Auspiciousness... To fall here would be too much of a pity." Duke of Medicine spoke helplessly, "You should put down that little friend on your back and leave as soon as possible..."

"I will speak with Duke of Initiation and ask him to open a path of survival for you."

The faces of the two Sun Bumians instantly became extremely ugly.

Leaving aside this Duke of Medicine whose background was likely extremely great, just relying on the Path of the Witch God's method of creating a world with a robe, that Duke of Initiation was definitely not an ordinary person... Any single one of these two could suppress an era.

"A Demigod of the Medical Dao truly has a compassionate heart." Sun Bumian snorted coldly, "But to ask me to give him up... absolutely impossible."

Duke of Medicine shook his head, seemingly a bit disappointed. Just as he was about to say something, his brow suddenly twitched...

"It seems it's no longer a question of whether you want to give him up or not."

"With so many of us Demigods here today..."

"No matter how great your abilities are, you won't be able to protect him."

Sun Bumian suddenly had a premonition of bad luck.

The two Sun Bumians simultaneously turned their heads to look at the Awakened Lion's back. A figure draped in a Theatrical Robe was still lying quietly there... But when they looked closely, that "Chen Ling" had actually turned into a lifelike puppet!

Crap!

When did they swap Hearts out?!

Sun Bumian's heart instantly sank to the bottom of the valley. He gritted his teeth, and the seven-colored fierce fire symbolizing Good Fortune and Auspiciousness frantically spread to the surroundings!

"Damn it..." Sun Bumian spoke with a low growl, his eyes behind the Round Sunglasses staring dead on at those suns, moons, and stars. "Let me out... Let me out!!"

Boom——!!!

The massive Awakened Lion body stepped on the void and charged straight into the sky!!

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Puppet threads floated up and down in the void one after another.

A Thespian "puppet" closely connected by these threads slowly opened its eyes bit by bit under manipulation.

"If you still want to call for help from those two, you'd better give up." A figure slowly walked out from behind him, "No matter how many times they rescue you, as long as I pinch a puppet similar to you, I can instantly bring you back here... True and false, a living person and a puppet, to me are but a thought away."

At this moment, even Chen Ling's eyelids were bound by the puppet threads. He couldn't blink, nor could he turn around. He could only observe this person's appearance through his peripheral vision.

This was a middle-aged man with a gloomy expression. His hands wore a pair of light, thin, and mysterious gloves resembling snake scales. As he casually walked forward, he gently rubbed his hands across the broken walls of the village...

In the next second, the walls were opened like zippers. Lifelike puppets exactly the same as Chen Ling walked out silently from the walls one after another. It was as if the middle-aged man just casually touched them and instantly created so many lifelike "Chen Lings". It was simply as easy as eating and drinking.

This bizarre scene didn't surprise Chen Ling too much, because at this moment he could clearly perceive the terrifying Demigod's Aura of the Path of the Puppeteer on the other party.

"I am Duke of Balance." The middle-aged man introduced himself, "Skilled in making some precise little toys."

Boom——!!!

At the same time, a violent explosion sounded from not far away.

Chen Ling's pupils turned toward that direction. Besides two Demigod's Auras, there was also an extremely familiar aura of String Theory...

"Don't waste time with him." Duke of Zhao carried the Wooden Box and walked slowly over here. "The Lord of the Red Dust has awakened. The Duke of Stars and Duke of Chill are dealing with her... Her power is very troublesome. I'm afraid the Duke of Stars and Duke of Chill won't be able to completely suppress her either. We need to suppress Chen Ling as soon as possible, and then put the Lord of the Red Dust into a deep sleep again."

"Why suppress him? Wouldn't it be fine to just kill him?" Duke of Balance narrowed his eyes, "Anyway, he's only a Rank 8."

"Your Majesty specially instructed that Chen Ling cannot be killed by conventional means. Moreover, once he dies, the Calamity of Mockery in its full-strength state would instead disrupt everything. So Chen Ling cannot be killed, only suppressed."

"So that's how it is..."

Duke of Balance's gaze landed on Chen Ling again. "Fortunately Your Majesty reminded us, otherwise if we acted rashly, I'm afraid it really would have given you a chance to turn the tables and Break the Deadlock... What a pity."

"Hurry up and take action," Duke of Zhao urged again.

"Don't worry, he's already been made into a puppet by me. Suppressing him is a piece of cake."

Duke of Balance raised his hands and grabbed directly toward Chen Ling's shoulders. Threads rapidly wound out.

In the next second,

A pair of palms grabbed Duke of Balance's wrists in reverse.

Duke of Balance was startled.

"A piece of cake?" Chen Ling's eyes quietly watched Duke of Balance who was close at hand. His hands suddenly exerted force like iron pincers. "You think just because you're a Demigod... you can have me eating out of the palm of your hand?"

Boom——!!!!

The billowing red clouds instantly exploded. The arrogant world-ending aura swept across the earth. Countless Red Paper tentacles spread in all directions, enveloping the figures of Duke of Balance and Duke of Zhao within as well!

After a brief chaos, a massive character burst forth from the void, directly tearing open a corner of these billowing red clouds!

Duke of Zhao stood in place completely unharmed, but his expression was a bit gloomy... Beside him, Duke of Balance, whose wrists had been broken, had eyes full of astonishment and incomprehension.

"How is it possible..."

"Wasn't his Spiritual Power already sealed by Duke of Chill? Plus my threads... He shouldn't have had any chance to break free midway."

"You underestimated the enemy too much." Duke of Zhao spoke in a cold voice, "It seems that from the very beginning, Duke of Chill's ability failed to completely seal him... He has been acting the whole time, making us lower our guard."

Duke of Balance looked at the figure in the Theatrical Robe slowly being sketched out from the billowing red clouds, his expression extremely ugly.

"So what if you're Demigods?" Chen Ling's low voice sounded,

"If you want to suppress me... it depends on whether you have the ability."

As his voice fell,

His figure instantly turned into a mass of residual shadows, flying toward that patch of sky cleaved open by the Axe!

"He wants to escape." Duke of Zhao didn't hesitate. His figure dismantled into countless brushstrokes and likewise crossed the void, chasing rapidly!

As for Duke of Balance, he didn't hurriedly give chase. Instead, he used threads to return his broken wrists to their positions, letting out a crisp sound... His gaze stared dead on at that figure flying out of the Red Dust Domain, icy killing intent spreading in the air.

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Writer's block... haven't finished writing, will strive to write out at least one chapter before twelve o'clock today.