I'm Not a Theatre God

Chapter 311 Recycling

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When he saw these figures, Tan Xin's face turned ugly.

"Dusk Society..."

As the deputy chief of law enforcement officers, Tan Xin naturally knew about the Dusk Society. Seeing these people appear here, he had roughly guessed their purpose... If it was in his prime, Tan Xin would still have the confidence to fight them.

But now he is being hunted by the Forbidden Sea, his body has long been on the verge of limit, and the Dusk Society just happened to appear now, which is undoubtedly the worst situation with wolves in front and tigers behind!

He carried the body of Aurora Lord on his back, and his eyes showed helplessness and despair.

Moo——!!

A low roar came from behind him, and two eighth-level disasters were approaching behind him!

At this moment, Plum Blossom K in a suit had passed through a forbidden sea like a ghost, and his footsteps seemed to be weightless on the sea beside him. The extremely cold sea breeze blew through the long hair under the black umbrella, revealing a cold face.

Tan Xin could even vaguely see a wisp of mysterious lines, looming under her face.

The woman's voice sounded calmly:

"Put away [Stop the War]."

Tan Xin's pupils shrank slightly. He didn't know why Meihua K wanted to save him, but he felt the two terrifying auras coming from behind him, so he decisively put away the domain.

Without the suppression of [Stop the War], the surrounding disasters immediately broke through Tan Xin's defense line, especially the two eighth-level ones who had been waiting for a long time. At this moment, their power had been raised to the peak, carrying the terrifying spell waves, turning into thousands of giant hands covering the sky, pressing down from the sky.

Meihua K's hand clenched in the void, and a dark red slender saber appeared in her palm out of thin air. The terrifying cyclone caused by the blade stirring the air blew the hem of her suit!

She snorted coldly, holding the saber in her hand, her figure turned into a residual shadow and rushed straight towards the two eighth-level disasters!

Boom——!!

A thunderous roar echoed across the sea, and a dark red slash seemed to penetrate the sky and earth, instantly splitting the giant hand of the waves that covered the sky and the sun. The surging spell suddenly froze, and then a vacuum path was torn open!

The figure had already raised the knife, like a mountain blocking the forbidden sea!

Fine broken rain splashed on the sea, and Tan Xin saw this scene, frowning more and more... He could clearly feel that the aura of the tall figure holding the saber was actually the peak of the eighth level!

"General Tan Xin."

Bai Ye's voice came from the front, and eight figures in suits and leather shoes held umbrellas and calmly made way for a road leading to the city gate, "...Please?"

The broken rain was all over the sky, making a dripping sound on the black umbrella. They didn't seem to worry about the situation of Meihua K at all, but just looked at Tan Xin and Aurora Jun on his back calmly, like guests who came to mourn at a funeral.

After hesitating for a moment, Tan Xin still took a step forward.

He walked through the two rows of members of the Dusk Society, feeling inexplicably solemn and dignified. He crossed the Forbidden Sea under everyone's gaze and returned to Aurora City. His clothes and hair were soaked by the seawater.

"The earth is the coffin." Someone whispered.

[10] He bent down and tapped the ruins under his feet. A corner of the land in Aurora City was folded up like a piece of paper, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a thick and deep black coffin.

He bent his knuckles slightly and knocked on the various joints of the black coffin. Every time he knocked, a slender and solid rivet would be driven into it, completely fixing it.

"The sky is the lid."

He stretched out his hand and grabbed the sky. A corner of the sky was picked off by him. He kneaded and deformed it in his hands like a toy. After a few seconds, it turned into a coffin lid with a faint aurora flowing on it, and he stuck it on the ground.

Chen Ling was surprised by this magical scene. It was the first time he had seen this kind of coffin making method. The sky and the earth were like toys in his hands. He didn't know which Shinto path this [10] belonged to.

Tan Xin also looked at it in confusion, not knowing what this group of people were up to. Just as he was lost in thought, he suddenly felt a lightness on his back.

Tan Xin looked back and saw that Aurora, who was originally on his back, had disappeared out of thin air. At the same time, among the eight suited figures in the distance, a figure wearing a peaked cap slowly put Aurora's body into the newly made coffin.

"You..." Tan Xin's face suddenly darkened.

"Commander Tan Xin." Chu Muyun walked in front of him with an umbrella and said calmly, "As the deputy chief of law enforcement officers, you should have heard about us... It's better for us to bury Aurora Lord with honor than to let him be torn into pieces in the Forbidden Sea. In this regard... we are professionals."

Hearing this, Tan Xin fell silent. He turned his head to look at the chaotic Forbidden Sea outside Aurora City, but finally did not stop it.

"8 of Clubs." Bai Ye turned his head to look at the boy standing on the other side.

The boy picked up a dead branch from the ground and walked slowly to the coffin. The branch danced lightly in his hand, like a brush sketching in the void.

With a few strokes, the blood on Aurora Lord's body was wiped off, and the big hole in his chest that was broken by the "Hand of Redemption" was repaired as before. The messy and wet clothes were put on meticulously, neat and tidy...

Even the extremely pale face regained its healthy blood color, as if it was asleep.

Casting the coffin, putting the remains in the coffin, and arranging the remains, the entire process is as smooth as flowing water and is completed in one go.

After doing all this, Bai Ye pressed his fingertips on Aurora Jun's chest, and something like a data cable appeared out of thin air. The interface was inserted into Aurora Jun's chest, and at the other end of the data cable, it strangely extended into nothingness... I don't know where it leads to.

When the data cable was connected to Aurora Jun's body, the red signal light on the socket began to flash, as if something was being transmitted wirelessly.

At the same time, a burning sensation came from Chen Ling's chest.

He was slightly stunned, and stretched his hand to the place where the heat came from, and found that the mysterious device that the Red King gave him, which was suspected to be a USB flash drive, actually began to heat up!

The data cable was connected to... Could it be this thing?

If Chen Ling guessed correctly, the data cable should be what Chu Muyun said "recycling", but he never thought that the recycling of the red star components in Jiu Jun's body would be in such a modern form... What is this? Turning the red star components into a data stream and transferring them into the archived USB flash drive?

At least Chen Ling could still see a little bit of the trick, but Jian Changsheng on the side was completely confused.

He had no idea what the data cable was used for, and neither did Tan Xin. Just as he frowned and prepared to ask, the red signal light on the data cable jack went out, indicating that the recycling was complete.

Bai also took off the data cable and nodded slightly to [10].

"Close the coffin."

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