Chapter 957: 955: Script
[Body City] Emergency Transmission Zone
The intelligence officer, looking anxious, found the Heavenly Venerate,
"Esteemed Lung Venerable Jin Haohua, the World Observation Station has confirmed that the [Tenth Disaster - Michael Myers] is currently active in the Ring World where the Killing Nightmare resides.
He has already severed the emergency passage of the current world.
He is currently hunting someone, it should be the Patient team you sent over."
"What! He has revealed himself completely so quickly? Can you deduce why the Tenth Disaster went alone? Is it because of the Killing Nightmare or another reason."
"Most likely related to the anomalies of the moon in this world and the surrounding worlds."
The Heavenly Venerate took a deep breath, "The moon... No wonder, every place the Tenth Disaster is in is shrouded in darkness, the moon is probably his favorite decoration. What is the current situation, do those young ones have a chance to escape to the adjacent worlds?"
"One of them is trying to establish a plane passage through the connection with the moon, the rest seem to be trying to hold off the Tenth Disaster.
It is noteworthy that a conflict seems to have already occurred, but there have been no casualties among the Patients.""Able to kill phenomena, they can naturally hold on for a while, but ultimately there is only a dead end... Many self-righteous gods have died at the Tenth Disaster’s hands.
He was placed last because he doesn’t have means against armies, nations, or boundaries, but in a one-on-one situation, he is almost unbeatable!
Thus, as soon as those young ones escape to the neighboring world, inform me immediately, and I’ll personally go to receive them."
"Heavenly Venerate, think thrice! If you are ’marked’ by the Tenth Disaster, you would be restricted from staying in the Divine Domain, and the consequences of being infinitely hunted by this thing are unimaginable.
Even if you save them, if they are confirmed to be marked, you won’t be able to return to Body City!"
"People are destined to die; the value of those young ones is greater than the risks I need to bear. Regardless of being marked, save them first."
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[Deep Sea Death Hall]
A minute ago, before the Tenth Disaster had caught up.
The black blade transformed by Nash emitted a series of sounds, "Boss Yi, can’t you reconstruct your left arm with the concept of death?"
"That slash just now was not the Consciousness Slash used for testing earlier, this kind of pure and direct slash is different, very fitting to the literary vehicle corresponding to its essence of evil.
I can feel a certain real binding force, I can even hear crew members and a director whispering in my ear, asking me to stand still and be sliced in half by the murderer.
Even though I concentrated on breaking through this constraint and rewrote the script of ’being sliced in half’, I still couldn’t avoid being cut; the script just changed to ’sever the left hand’.
Currently, the left hand being severed is already written in the script, becoming a fact difficult to change. To restore the left arm would require reaching a script alteration priority that perhaps only Lene could achieve.
[Disaster] sure has this trait, a forcible occupation of concepts,
whether being used as food like before or being fixed in the script now."
"Boss Yi, are you going to deal with this guy single-handedly!?"
"There’s no such thing as single-handed or double-handed, even without hands, it doesn’t matter.
The key to dealing with this guy lies in whether you can break through the script formed by the opponent’s killing obsession; as long as you can break through without being hit, everything is negotiable.
Of course, it won’t be that easy, for the upcoming fight, losing just the left hand might not be all."
At this moment, the usually silent Yellow Skin drew text on Yi Chen’s retina using silk threads.
I will try my best to assist you in this process.
The assistance from Yellow Skin somewhat surprised Yi Chen, after all, it was not proactive when following William before, all actions were based on the premise of becoming a Factory Director.
Now its willingness to help is probably for one reason only, that is sensing the approach of death, once dead, there would be no mention of becoming a Factory Director, not even seeing the doors of the Skin Factory.
In an instant,
Yi Chen’s suit was removed, leaving only the white shirt and black waistcoat, making the whole attire more fitted.
If one looked inside the shirt, they would discover that each thread representing Yellow Skin’s cranial nerves was connected within Yi Chen’s body, forming an external skin with a Synchronization Rate of 100%.
As large-sized leather shoes appeared outside the Temple, Yi Chen’s eyes turned grave.
"Sure enough, the opponent possesses a targeted spatial shift, able to continuously track the marked target. As long as my concept exists, he will always pursue, no matter where I go, it’s futile.
Even if I fled back to [Body City], back to the hotel, he would knock on my door seconds later.
It’s necessary to resolve this here."
Concentration and immersion,
as Yi Chen sat on the Throne of the Gallows, the royal aura instantly converged, with two important women standing behind him, providing spiritual support.
Thud~ Thud~ Thud~ Heavy footsteps approached relentlessly.
The deceased kneeling in the grand hall did not obstruct,
the Tenth Disaster approached the Gallows, ready to continue walking up to slay the king on it while wearing the enormous leather shoes.
Looking up, he found the king had already disappeared.
A black blade, entwined with endless death aura, descended heavily with the king’s majesty.
The Tenth Disaster’s movements were still as slow as in a film, unable to keep up with Yi Chen’s swift actions.
The black blade landed steadily on the Tenth Disaster’s head, slicing at the white human skin mask, attempting to cleave the mask and head together. .
However,
This black blade, capable of threatening the first evil source of the Sick Focus Art, and fighting the Great Emperor, carrying the death aura of the new Hanging King of the current stage, surprisingly couldn’t cut through this seemingly ordinary white mask.
The blade that passed over the face left only a faint black mark.
However, the descending blade smoothly cut through the opponent’s electrician outfit and skin.
"Able to wound the physical body, yet unable to cut the mask?"
Yellow Skin transmitted text again, This is not an ordinary skin, it’s something I’ve never seen before, it’s a more advanced, meticulous, flawless expression of a skin! Probably its underlying concept has changed, if you can kill this guy, please let me touch and feel this mask.
"Quit babbling, it’s coming, Yellow Skin!"
After the slash, Yi Chen felt the ’binding’ again,
his body fell in front of the Tenth Disaster and couldn’t move, vaguely feeling a proficient crew around, with a lighting technician deliberately spotlighting both of them.
The director walked over holding the script, sternly instructing in Yi Chen’s ear, "Next, you mustn’t make any additional moves, stand still, open your mouth wide, and let the chef’s knife in Myers’ hand pierce straight through your whole head from inside the mouth.
If you dare make any extra moves again, forget about today’s boxed lunch!"
He even felt the director tap his head with a stick rolled from a newspaper, reinforcing the script’s fixed effect.
Yi Chen couldn’t move at all, even his mouth began to open automatically, uncontrollable.
Due to previously influencing the script, this time’s script constraints were stronger than expected.
Even with Yellow Skin giving its all, even with Yi Chen focusing on one point, it only slightly tilted his body, unable to completely dodge, perhaps avoiding the brain but definitely having the mouth cut open.
At the critical moment.
The sound of conversation between two women reached his ears,
"Young Lady Xinzhi, I’m sorry to make you laugh, my Yi Bao is not in a good condition today... Let’s help him together."
Two pairs of cold arms extended from the back of Yi Chen’s head, covering his eyes with one pair and his ears with the other.
The script’s requirements were instantly suppressed.
Clang!
The silver light pierced through, not as the script had suggested, not piercing Yi Chen’s mouth nor staining with brain matter, but merely cutting off an ear.
With eyes closed, Yi Chen perfectly tilted his head to avoid this strike,
without hesitation, without thanks, only the determination to kill the enemy!
Whoosh~ A thick black mist exhaled from his mouth, the attire further tightened, the white necktie around his neck further deepened.
"Flash"
The body with a lowered center of gravity appeared ten meters away,
in the grand hall, the Tenth Disaster’s body split in two, heavily crashed to the ground.