Chapter 633 Promotion Performance

This time, the performance was faster than Chen Ling expected.

He looked down and saw that he was standing on the third step of this twisted sacred road. He had risen a long way from the first step from the bottom of the abyss, and was a little closer to the twinkling star in the sky... But compared with the height he still needed to climb, it was still too small.

Behind Chen Ling, a row of completed performances were crossed out, completely becoming the past of a script:

[Complete a thrilling killing performance under the witness of at least 2,000 people]

Chen Ling clearly remembered that it took him half a year from the time he stepped onto the third step to the time he saw the performance requirements... and from the time he completed this performance until now, it has only been less than two months.

Now, he has stood on the threshold of stepping onto the fourth step. As long as he completes the last performance, he can be promoted.

If Chen Ling follows the normal speed, it will take at least half a year to complete the second half of the third level, just like the first half. However, after he slaughtered the Jiangtian believers and swallowed a small part of the Red Star Aura, his mental power grew rapidly, shortening the process to two months.

And this does not mean that the Red Star Aura can only help him cross this small half... Normally, after digesting these Red Star Auras, Chen Ling can not only step onto the fourth level, but also take a big step on the fourth level. However, due to the existence of the performance conditions, he is stuck here. If the performance is not completed, no matter how high the total amount of mental power is, it cannot be promoted. This is the defect of the twisted Shinto.

But Chen Ling can feel that there is still a lot of mental power left in the Shinto under his feet. As long as he can complete the performance and advance to the fourth level, these mental powers can still help him make rapid progress.

Chen Ling took a deep breath and set his eyes on his feet. A new line of performance conditions appeared in front of him:

[Complete a hearty interactive performance with the participation of the ‘audience’]

Chen Ling was stunned.

He read this paragraph over and over again several times, and his expression became strange.

Chen Ling understood every word here, but when combined, he was a little confused... Especially the four words "audience participation", which confused him.

Which "audience"? How to participate? ?

There is also "hearty interactive performance". Let's not talk about hearty for now, it is another adjective that is extremely difficult to control; the interactive performance behind... is it interaction with the "audience"?

If the "interactive audience" here refers to the passers-by who watch the excitement during his performance, or the audience who applaud in the audience, it's okay. As long as they are invited to the stage, have some dialogue or role-play, it can be considered interactive... But Chen Ling doesn't think that this performance will be so simple.

The fear is that the "audience" here refers to...

Chen Ling no longer dares to think about it. He can feel that at this moment, on both sides of this twisted sacred road, there are pairs of scarlet pupils, smiling like a crescent moon, looking at him playfully.

Chen Ling sighed. He could feel that it would not be so easy for him to be promoted to the fourth level...

The twisted Shinto gradually dissipated, and the surrounding scenes returned. Chen Ling felt that his eyes flashed, and he returned to "Guernica".

Chen Ling was trapped in it, and there was no other way. He could only think about the conditions for promotion and walk forward aimlessly...

After an unknown amount of time, in the vast void, a huge outline of a giant appeared in front of Chen Ling.

It was a pale face outlined by simple lines. The shapes of all the facial features were abstract and childish, with an inexplicable sense of weirdness... It floated in the air, its mouth opened and closed, as if shouting something, and slowly floated towards Chen Ling like a weightless balloon.

Chen Ling: "???"

Seeing such an abstract and uncoordinated big face, Chen Ling's heart tightened, and he subconsciously clenched the boning knife in his sleeve. He knew that the cage prepared for him in the Second Hall was not that simple...

In the background of this big face, Chen Ling's body was as small as an ant, and as it approached, an indescribable emotion emerged from Chen Ling's heart.

Fear, grief, hatred, pleading... It was as if there was some invisible demon chasing him from behind. At this moment, Chen Ling could even hear a small part of the begging sound, which came from the most primitive desire for survival.

At the same time, Chen Ling's facial features also twisted unconsciously, showing fear and grief. Although it was not as exaggerated as that big face, the emotions revealed were almost completely overlapped with it.

Chen Ling had never encountered such a situation. He could only endure the uncontrollable emotions in his heart while holding the knife and watching the big face floating over his head vigilantly, ready to attack at any time... Fortunately, this big face did not seem to have the intention to attack him, but just quietly passed over Chen Ling and gradually went away.

At the same time, Chen Ling's emotions were slowly calming down, but his eyes were still fixed on this face.

"What the hell is this thing..." Chen Ling frowned, "It can affect people's emotions as long as it gets close? Is it a creature kept in this cage?"

Chen Ling didn't understand the meaning of the existence of this creature. Just as he was about to look away, a detail suddenly flashed across his pupils.

On the edge of the wandering big face, there was an "arrow" the size of a little finger nail, as if it was drawn by someone with a pen, and as the big face moved, the direction of the "arrow" was actually slowly rotating. At first glance, it looked like a compass!

If Chen Ling's eyes had not been extremely sensitive to these details, it would probably not have been discovered at all. At this moment, there was a familiar pattern below this "arrow"...

That was the black [Plum Blossom] in the playing card.

...

Hongchen Main City.

A girl in a black long skirt walked slowly in the ruins.

Corpses and rubble filled the road, and the breeze with dust blew across the girl's gorgeous skirt. Liu Qingyan listened to the sound of disaster fighting from afar, as quiet as a marginal person who was out of touch with the world.

In Liu Qingyan's mind, Chen Ling's gaze would occasionally appear. Although she didn't know his intention, Liu Qingyan still chose to believe Chen Ling... She did not leave this dangerous area, but after a brief hesitation, she walked straight towards the direction of Jinghong Tower.

The main reason for choosing to go to Jinghong Tower was that Liu Qingyan didn't know where to go or what to do. Jinghong Tower was a place related to Chen Ling, and there might be some clues there?

While thinking, Liu Qingyan walked into the block that intersects with the "Ghost Mocking Abyss". However, now all the intersections of the gray world have been sealed by the Second Palace, and no new disasters have appeared. The block where Jinghong Tower is now located is the best preserved place within a radius of dozens of kilometers.

Liu Qingyan walked along the street, and at this moment, she seemed to have noticed something and suddenly stopped.

In the flying dust, several figures approached her from different directions. Some of these people were very tall, some looked sinister, and some had long wolf tails. They didn't look like good people at first glance...

"Hello." The tallest man rubbed his fingertips lightly in the void, and a plum blossom J was conjured out of thin air by him,

"Excuse me, are you Liu Qingyan?"