I'm not a drama god

Red dust base.

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The relief door trembled slightly, and under the influence of "Guernica" and the abstract key, a gap had been opened.

At this time, in the picture frame where the second hall is located, a giant hand made of trapezoid is holding "Guernica" tightly, its triangular eyes are full of surprise and anger.

"Guernica is invalid...how is this possible? What did you do?!"

The Second Hall never expected that "Guernica" would be empty. It was completely empty, as if it had been looted by bandits... You know, even if the 8 of Clubs had been locked up inside for so long, it would still be empty. No character was harmed. And Chen Ling is only at the third level, how could she possibly achieve this?

Moreover, Chen Ling had also seized the authority over part of the relief gate. Naturally, the Second Hall could not let him go. Just as he was about to make a move, a sudden white light suddenly flashed in front of his eyes.

The next moment, "Guernica" had disappeared without a trace.

The second hall was startled. The huge abstract face suddenly turned back, and a figure was seen hanging upside down on the hollow dome of the corridor.

The sterling silver snake-shaped earrings swayed gently, and a figure wearing a white peaked cap was playing with a folded picture scroll, with a big bag bulging behind his head.

"Have you caught up..."

Bai also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Stealing the Way of God?" The Second Hall narrowed his eyes, "It's the Fire Usurper... No, is it the Dusk Society?"

"Guessed it right." Bai Ye lifted the brim of his peaked cap with his fingertips and smiled slightly, "Unfortunately, there is no reward."

After the words fell, his figure turned into an afterimage, flying rapidly towards the distance against the semi-hollow dome. However, even if Bai Ye's speed was fast enough, the Second Hall still snorted coldly, and a field quickly opened. !

Just when Bai Ye was about to escape from this corridor with "Guernica" in his hand, the dome under his feet suddenly twisted. The originally gorgeous and beautiful dome seemed to have been wiped out of color, suppressed in shape, and pulled in lines... …In a breath, it becomes a simple and abstract square.

In the center of the square is an absolute blank void, as if connected to a bottomless abyss.

Not only the dome, but all the materials covered by the second hall area changed into abstract geometric figures. A sense of crisis surged into Bai Ye's heart. He jumped off the square of the dome without hesitation, and his body stagnated briefly. Half empty.

The next moment, all the geometric figures were transformed from plane to three-dimensional, and countless huge pillars were like the sharp teeth of a giant beast, crushing the space where Bai Ye was into pieces!

boom--! !

In front of the relief gate, a low voice from the Second Hall came:

"How dare you break into the Red Dust Base alone... Should I say you are brave, or stupid?"

In the broken space, a figure jumped out of the geometric figures lightly. He held the brim of the peaked cap with his fingertips. The next moment, the peaked cap turned into a tall magic hat.

"Who said... I came here alone?"

Bai Ye threw up the black magic hat high and whirled in the air, mysterious and profound.

A chill flashed through the eyes of the Second Hall, and he snorted coldly. The floating circle instantly separated into a black line and shot out, piercing the black magic hat like a bullet!

However, the moment the lines broke through the magic hat, the latter turned into white doves all over the sky and flew in all directions to the west.

Just when the Second Hall was attracted by these white pigeons, Bai Ye's figure seemed to be hidden by the light and shadow. He seized the opportunity and continued to escape out of the corridor, without any intention of confronting the Second Hall.

Although Bai Ye is at the seventh level, he still has almost no chance of winning against the eighth level... The gap at this level is like a chasm, which cannot be easily bridged. What's more, Bai Ye's [Stealing God Way] is not good at fighting. Now that he has obtained the painting where Chen Ling is, there is no need for him to stay.

However, it was impossible for the Second Hall to just let him leave.

"Tricking me?" The Second Hall found that he had been deceived by a hat trick, and his anger became more and more intense. A pair of abstract arms stretched out from the frame,

"Do you think you can escape from under my nose??"

The moment the words fell, the geometric figures surrounding Bai Ye stretched out dozens of abstract arms at the same time, blocking his way from all directions from the west.

At the same time, one of Bai Ye's sleeves suddenly twisted and turned into three abstract concentric circles. The first sleeve was wrapped around the wrist and tied to "Guernica", and it was forcibly dragged away from Bai Ye's hands. !

Bai Ye was startled, and immediately stretched out his hand to try to "steal" the painting back, but the latter was first involved in a nearby cube, flew out of another cube in the air, and spanned hundreds of meters in an instant, returning to the In front of the second hall.

The Second Palace took back "Guernica" and looked obviously relaxed. A pair of abstract palms grabbed the scroll and slowly unfolded it, as if to confirm whether Chen Ling and Meihua 8 were still in it...

Then, he froze in place.

There was a hint of astonishment in those triangular eyes... The scroll in his hand was completely blank and empty.

This is not "Guernica" at all!

"wonderful performance."

A voice came from the other side.

Next to Bai Ye, the tall Block 10 was wearing a black magician's robe. He slowly put his tall hat back on his head with one hand. He lightly snapped his fingers, and eighteen identical "Guernica" floated around him. .

"...Unfortunately, your luck seems to be not very good. Do you want to try again?"

"You have eighteen more chances, or..."

"It could also be eighteen thousand times."

Diamond 10 clapped his hands together, and the eighteen paintings of "Guernica" surrounding him spread crazily around, turning into eighteen thousand identical paintings in the blink of an eye, filling every corner, like gravel in the desert. Endless.

And among them, there is only one real "Guernica"...or none at all.

Seeing this, the anger in the Second Hall's eyes almost condensed into substance, and the abstract graphics that filled the field were all distorted. He spoke solemnly:

"...Do you really think that I can't do anything to you?"

"This is the Red Dust Base, my home ground... As long as I seal this place off, you won't be able to escape even if you have extraordinary abilities! As long as I kill you, Guernica will naturally fall into my hands."

Faced with the threat from the Second Hall, Bai Ye didn't seem too surprised. He put his hands in his pockets and said with a smile:

"You are right, this is Hongchen Base...but you are not the only one in Hongchen Base, right?"

"What do you mean?" The triangular eyes of the Second Hall wrinkled.

"In addition to you, the Hall of Fame, there are also a large number of ordinary Fushenge members in the Hongchen Base, as well as newcomers who have not yet been trained... And we are not the only ones from the Dusk Club."

Bai also pointed outside the field,

"Guess what they are doing now?"