Scarlet blood splashed onto the screen behind the stage,
The drumbeats and the sounds of string and wind instruments from both sides of the stage instantly vanished!
Everyone was startled, their pupils suddenly contracting. The strong scent of blood suppressed the alcohol in their bodies. They abruptly stood up, their faces filled with disbelief!
"You..."
Bone Blade's gaze slowly lifted from his bloody chest to Chen Yifei's face,
As if he had remembered something,
"Are you... that kid's... brother?"
A large amount of blood flowed out of his throat, making his words muffled and his expression filled with terror.
"You like to rip people's hearts out?" Chen Yifei's cheeks were stained with blood, and his eyes were filled with intense hatred and madness, "Today... I'll rip you apart cleanly!"
"Give me the knife!!"
Chen Yifei raised his hand towards the emptiness behind him.
Among the audience, a sharp dagger suddenly trembled violently in the waistband of a Bingquan Street resident who was still standing there!
It was as if an invisible hand had grabbed the handle of the dagger, yanked it out of its sheath, and hurled it towards Chen Yifei in the center of the stage!
The "audience" was cooperating with his performance.
Chen Yifei grasped the dagger and stabbed it into Bone Blade's chest like lightning, following the blood hole he had opened with his hand and slicing downward, instantly ripping him open!
Bone Blade uncontrollably opened his mouth wide. The extreme pain made him unable to resist screaming, but the continuous flow of blood from his throat blocked his airway, leaving only painful muffled sounds.
Blood mixed with organs flowed out from the slit, and Bone Blade knelt weakly on the ground. His hands frantically tried to push those things back in, but after a couple of futile attempts, his movements gradually stopped...
He was dead.
His pupils reflected the bloody stage, everything about himself... and more than anything, terror and helplessness.
Chen Yifei looked at Bone Blade kneeling dead before him, and his expression didn't change much. This was his first time killing someone, but perhaps due to the surge of hatred and adrenaline, he didn't feel much... except for a slight hint of nausea.
He didn't notice that at this moment, in the sky filled with swirling snow, a black star faintly lit up.
"Chen Yifei?! Have you lost your mind?!!"
"As a law enforcer, killing without any reason!! You will be punished!!"
Seeing this scene, Qian Fan's pupils unconsciously dilated, and he immediately shouted.
On the bloody stage, the figure in red slowly turned around...
The teenager's cheeks were still stained with hot blood. He held the dagger, looking down at the terrified audience, his eyes filled with murderous intent and madness!
At this moment, on the stage screen behind him, the densely packed blood faintly lit up, resembling countless scarlet eyes opening in the darkness, sitting in the empty audience seats, watching everything.
[Audience Expectation +5]
Cluster—
With a slight sound, all the torches in the courtyard simultaneously went out.
"Punish me?"
Chen Yifei chuckled. He slowly raised his fingertip, touched the hot blood on his cheek, and traced a blood line at the corner of his eye... The image of Chen Muyu, who once traced red makeup, and Chen Yifei's face overlapped in a trance, and his entire aura suddenly became eerie and bloody!
He was the deceased Chen Yifei, also the deceased Chen Muyu, a performer in a lonely play under the gaze of the "Doomsday" calamity.
"Why should you punish me?"
"Who among you can punish me?"
In the next instant, that red figure vanished from the stage.
A dagger simultaneously sliced through the emptiness, so fast that no one in the audience reacted. Immediately, a muffled groan sounded, and a resident of Bingquan Street, who was closest to the stage, had a splash of blood on his neck and fell to the ground.
Li Mang, Sun Lao Liu, and the others were terrified. They had all fought against Chen Yifei and knew how terrifying he was.
Most importantly, today they had all come to celebrate and enjoy themselves, and almost no one had brought a gun, at most they had hidden two cold weapons on their bodies... But even when they had guns in the tavern, they hadn't been able to take down Chen Yifei, so how could they now?
The red specter moved swiftly through the banquet, crazily claiming these people's lives. As he killed more and more people, Chen Yifei had completely overcome the shadow of some of his evil deeds and had become strangely proficient instead.
Amidst the vast snow, a bloody and eerie massacre was taking place in the courtyard.
At the same time,
A hundred meters away from the courtyard.
"He actually attracted the attention of the 'Way of the War God'?" Chu Muyun stood under a tree covered in snow, gazing at the distant courtyard. "I didn't expect him to be a real talent... in killing people."
"It's not just the 'Way of the War God'."
From the void, a man's figure wrapped in darkness gradually emerged.
"Haven't you noticed? The stars of the 'Way of the Witch God' are also reacting..."
"The 'Way of the Witch God'?" Chu Muyun was startled. "What does he have to do with the 'Way of the Witch God'? Why did he attract the 'Way of the Witch God'?"
"I don't know."
"But don't you find it strange?"
"What?"
"How could a Fusionist attract the attention of the divine ways? Moreover, he's a Fusionist with the 'Destroyer' level..."
"There's nothing strange about it. He just attracted attention, as if his own talent was noticed by the divine ways, but he hasn't truly obtained the 'Divine Favor'... The path to divinity is not reserved for monsters."
"I see."
"But this kid is indeed crazy and ruthless. You have good eyesight."
Chu Muyun smiled slightly and didn't speak.
"But he's in trouble next."
"Why?"
"I can smell it." The shadowy man paused for a moment. "That law enforcement officer named Qian Fan has the aura of a 'Sacrificial Artifact'."
...
Courtyard.
As Chen Yifei's blade sliced through the air, seven or eight residents of Bingquan Street fell one after another.
Without thermal weapons, these residents of Bingquan Street almost unanimously chose to flee, but their speed was far inferior to Chen Yifei who possessed the 'Dance of Killing'. They had just run to the front courtyard and were hunted down one after another!
"Fan! What should we do?!" A law enforcement officer hurriedly spoke up.
"He should have already obtained 'Divine Favor' and stepped into the divine ways..." Qian Fan's mind recalled the scene of Chen Yifei taking the dagger out of thin air just now, and his face turned extremely ugly. "Damn, which divine way did he step onto?"
"Then isn't he considered a law enforcement officer?" Another law enforcement officer's face turned pale. "How can we possibly defeat him?"
"Why isn't Ma Zhong here yet?!"
"It's too late... If this continues, not only will Bingquan Street be completely wiped out, but we may not be able to save our own lives."
A fierce look flashed in Qian Fan's eyes. He reached into his chest and pulled out something wrapped in black cloth, which appeared in his palm.
As he gradually unwrapped the black cloth, a broken finger bone was exposed to the air...