I Am Not The God Of Drama Chapter 1297

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Flip the Table

The ancient Killing Intent surging fiercely into the clouds was simply too conspicuous. At this time, more than half of the South Sea Domain had noticed this place.

“Such terrifying aura of the Path of the Soldier… Which Pathway Chief has arrived?”

Within the Pu Family, Pu Chunshu looked at the heart-palpitating giant pillar of Killing Intent and spoke in surprise.

“It doesn’t seem like a Pathway Chief.” Pu Xiachan was thoughtful.

“It isn’t?”

“Yeah, that Killing Intent is just special… but it doesn’t possess the aura of a Pathway Chief.”

Pu Xiachan herself was a Pathway Chief. Although her path basically had no one walking it, no matter how narrow a path was, it would still grant the Pathway Chief that trace of signature aura… She could feel that the Killing Intent before her didn’t come from a Pathway Chief.

“Strange, then who else could it be…” Pu Chunshu rubbed his chin. “Furthermore, they actually dare to challenge the Lord of the South Sea in the South Sea Domain?”

“Why do I feel this Killing Intent is a bit familiar… It’s like I’ve seen it somewhere before?”

…

“This is…”

“The God of Slaughter, Bai Qi??!”

The roof of the Pavilion in the Heart of the Lake had already been flipped off by the Killing Intent. The Blind Man stood behind the shattered table, seemingly realizing something, his expression incomparably shocked.

No wonder in his deduction, the “General Star” even possessed the power to restrain a World-Ending Calamity…

Bai Qi was the number one God of Slaughter in ancient and modern times, and also an existence who had stepped onto the peak of the Path of the Soldier. If the Fourteen Divine Paths were the concrete manifestation of human civilization, then Bai Qi undoubtedly symbolized the sword of slaughter of human civilization… Before this peak Killing Intent, all living beings would be suppressed, even those World-Ending Calamities from the Gray World were no exception.

The Blind Man didn’t doubt in the slightest that if the Gray World descended in the era Bai Qi lived in, Bai Qi would be able to slay at least one World-Ending Calamity with his own strength alone.

However, no matter how strong Bai Qi was, his lifespan eventually had an end. This sword of slaughter of human civilization had long sunk into the torrent of history…

But The Blind Man didn’t understand,

Why would Bai Qi’s God of Slaughter aura reappear in this era?

Could it be that the trace of Remnant Soul he left in the Ancient Vault of the Military Path sensed that humanity’s fate was about to end, so it chose this young man to inherit this sword of slaughter for him?

The Blind Man suddenly felt a bit fortunate. If he hadn’t given up just now and deduced Jian Changsheng again, he would probably have really suffered a backlash to the point of fainting on the spot, and if he wasn’t careful, he even risked becoming a vegetative state.

First was that Ghost-Mock World-Ending Calamity, then a Path of Divination Demigod, then an inexplicable abyss of pain, and finally the God of Slaughter Bai Qi popped out…

If it wasn’t for his own high Rank and tough fate, the grass on his grave would probably be several meters high by now.

Although The Blind Man was shocked by Bai Qi’s aura, he quickly calmed down… His hollow eye sockets swept over the undulating lake surface, but nothing unusual appeared.

Facing Jian Changsheng’s offense, Chu Changqing made no reaction. It was unknown whether he was injured too heavily and had fallen into slumber, or if he simply didn’t care about the clamoring of a junior.

But no matter what, this was the South Sea Domain. Even if Chu Changqing didn’t show up, The Blind Man, as Chu Changqing’s confidant, couldn’t do nothing.

In the next moment, the aura of an Eighth-Tier Path of Divination explosively erupted from The Blind Man’s body!!

A phantom of a remnant dragon swam out from the nothingness beside The Blind Man, spiraling and climbing up Jian Changsheng’s giant pillar of Killing Intent. Its sharp dragon claws pierced into the pillar, scratching out densely packed cracks on it.

Although the Path of Divination didn’t excel at combat, its aura was profound and grand, and he was, after all, a genuine Eighth-Tier. Although Jian Changsheng’s God of Slaughter aura was fierce, his own Sixth-Tier Rank was a bit weak. For a time, Jian Changsheng’s aura was still suppressed by The Blind Man.

“This is the South Sea Domain. I ask the esteemed guest to give some face.”

The Blind Man spoke faintly. His aura had already undergone an earth-shattering change compared to before, as if he had become a different person.

The phantom of the remnant dragon firmly suppressed Jian Changsheng’s God of Slaughter aura, like a massive shackle pressing down on the three’s shoulders… Jian Changsheng’s gaze grew colder and colder, his chest rising and falling constantly from anger. Just as he was about to do something else, Sun Bumian beside him coldly snorted.

“What? Is your face that big?”

He slowly took off his small Round Sunglasses, exposing those pupils nested with rings to the air. Gorgeous Awakened Lion flames ignited from Sun Bumian’s body, and phantoms of the Reincarnation Cycle similarly burning with flames were outlined beside him!

Sun Bumian had lived for a thousand years, unknown how many lifetimes he had reincarnated, and the number of times he stepped onto the Eighth-Tier was as many as an ox’s hairs. An Eighth-Tier of the Path of Divination didn’t even have the qualifications to be arrogant in his eyes.

Roar——!!!

A massive Awakened Lion phantom opened its mouth and roared behind Sun Bumian, directly shaking the remnant dragon clinging to the God of Slaughter aura so much that it was hard to stabilize its figure, and it began to dissipate at a visible speed…

With Jian Changsheng and Sun Bumian joining forces, this Eighth-Tier aura actually couldn’t do anything to them for a while!

At the same time, Jiang Xiaohua on the side silently began to dig at his throat…

“Blargh——”

Jiang Xiaohua bent over and directly threw up all the bottles of wine he just drank, splashing them all over the ground with a splash. He smacked his lips with some reluctance and some aftertaste, and spoke faintly:

“The wine you treated me to… burp… I’m returning it to you.”

After speaking,

He pointed a finger through the air at the vomited wine.

In the next moment, the surface of the wine liquid actually began to turn black, and a bizarre Curse aura permeated the air, actually extending towards The Blind Man bit by bit along the nothingness… These wines were gifted by The Blind Man. Invisibly, he had already established a bridge of fate with Jiang Xiaohua, and now, this bridge became the medium for the Curse.

Familiar coldness once again enveloped The Blind Man’s body. His whole body jolted, and a wisp of bizarre blackness began to spread on his skin!

But compared to himself, that remnant dragon clinging to the giant pillar of Killing Intent was clearly affected much more. Countless bizarre symbols began to be outlined on the dragon scales. Its body, which was already shaken unsteadily by Jian Changsheng and Sun Bumian, directly twisted and fell from the giant pillar, and its body began to flush a weird deep blue…

Three Divine Pathways—Soldier, Actor, and Shaman—broke through the imprisonment of the Eighth-Tier shackles and soared into the sky in the Pavilion in the Heart of the Lake!!

The Blind Man’s face began to turn blue just like the remnant dragon, but he couldn’t care so much at this time. His knuckles knocked fiercely on his acupoints a few times, finally stabilizing his aura, and then he shouted in a deep voice:

“The South Sea Domain treats you three as esteemed guests, yet you three really won’t give any face??”

“Right now the Human Domains are facing a great calamity. We considered that although the Dusk Society members have a bad reputation outside, you are still members of humanity. The South Sea Domain is willing to join hands with you three, which is already the utmost humanity and duty… If you leave the South Sea, other Domains might not be this polite!”

“We are very happy that you are willing to join hands with us.” Jian Changsheng spoke slowly,

“But you forced Chen Ling away…”

“Sorry…”

“We cannot afford the courteous reception of honored guests.”