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I Am Not The God Of Drama Chapter 1388

World ending meeting[ ... words ]

I Am Not The God Of Drama Chapter 1388

World ending meeting[ … words ]

[ … words ]

World-Ending Meeting

The sound of a manic storm swirled beside Chen Ling’s ears.

His consciousness felt as if it had been thrown into a tumbling washing machine, continuously churning within the void. However, already drunk, he had absolutely no reaction to this. Like a pile of mud, he glided through the void and ultimately landed silently on the surface of a tranquil sea…

With his descent, ripples spread across the mirror-like, placid sea surface, extending all the way to the end of the void under the dim sky.

This didn’t seem like a real sea surface, but rather some fictional consciousness space. Above this boundless, tranquil sea, magnificent and massive stone pillars stood tall. Further up was the complex and ancient dome of a castle, except this dome had now been magnified infinitely until it covered the entire sea.

If Chen Ling had woken up, he would have found this ancient castle very familiar… It was precisely the place where the Thought Calamity resided on Storm Island.

The moment Chen Ling landed, the sea surface beside him surged violently!!

The same Thought Storm swept beneath the sea surface. A moment later, an incredibly massive shadow silhouette emerged from the storm!

It was like an endless black shadow striking from the deep sea. The originally somewhat azure sea surface turned pitch-black like ink under its shroud. As the giant shadow continuously magnified upon the sea surface, a moment later, a deafening boom crashed through the water!

A world-ending aura surged forth. A super-giant shadow shaped like a whale, yet possessing a massive and eerie lantern, appeared from the churning, monstrous waves. Dense, eerie black curse runes covered its entire body; just a single glance at it would make one’s scalp tingle and mind fall into chaos.

Contrasted against its massive size, the great crimson theatrical robe lying drunk on the sea surface beside it was like a speck of cinnabar bobbing with the waves, incredibly insignificant.

[The Deep Sea Curse Shadow Sinking into Eternal Night, The Mending Corpse Scattering Taboos]

—Calamity of Taboo.

After the Calamity of Taboo appeared, a third Thought Storm manifested in the sky.

The Thought Storm that appeared out of thin air spun madly like a tangled ball of yarn. As a pair of giant pale skeletal wings shattered the edge of the storm, a ferocious bone dragon that blotted out the sky took flight!

Under the flap of those giant wings built from ghastly white bones, one couldn’t tell if it was the wind flowing or civilization wailing. Its wind tunnel-like void pupils looked down at the sea surface below. The areas swept by that gaze felt as if even the air was drawn away…

It circled halfway in the air, then slowly descended onto the sea surface. A low dragon’s breath sounded, and the sea surface that had finally calmed down began to tremble once more!

[The Wailing Wilderness Singer Who Praises Destruction, The Dust Dragon That Scatters Civilizations]

—Cessation Calamity.

Immediately after, a fourth and a fifth Thought Storm swept up upon the sea surface.

Densely packed, thick roots extended from the cracks in the storm, resembling the tentacles of an octopus or a writhing nest of snakes. The moment they took root in the sea surface, they directly transformed the seawater into viscous, eerie soil. Above the countless roots, a giant shadow like a flower of flesh and blood was gradually sketched out…

The blood-colored flower bud hung upon the roots like a tumor, resembling a twisted, bizarre sunflower.

Ferocious fangs were densely scattered along the edges of the petals, and miasma faintly drifting from within surrounded the flower. Looking from afar, the tumor-like sunflower surprisingly resembled the divine halo of a Buddha shrouded in ethereal mist. Holiness and gore were perfectly intertwined at this moment.

[The Squirming Overlord of the Bitter Flesh Forest, The Flower-Picking Buddha Hunting the Light]

—Calamity of Corruption.

Within the final Thought Storm, a black shadow shot into the sky. The instant it extended and spread out, the entire sky above the sea was obscured… It was like endless, infinite night. Hollow, eerie pupils opened upon it like dense stars, and every single pupil was slightly different—deer eyes, wolf eyes, mink eyes, rat eyes… The instant these pupils opened, an indescribable resentment surged in the air!

After a moment’s stagnation, the night shrouding the sky finally began to retract. Only at this moment could its true form barely be seen…

It was a piece of skin.

An eerie, bloody skin covered in pupils rolled and folded in the air. Sometimes it took the form of an elk, sometimes a squirrel, sometimes a weasel, and sometimes it even attempted to take human form!

However, its eyes were formed by dense, crowded beast pupils, making it look as eerie and terrifying as a honeycomb.

[The Original Mother Eternally Fallen into Delusion, The Painted Skin Desire Totem of Greedy Countenances]

—Calamity of Delusion.

When these four giant beasts all manifested upon the sea surface, a final storm swept out from the void.

However, no giant shadow emerged from this storm. Instead, it directly expanded and swelled, extending into the surroundings as if possessing life, and ultimately opening a pair of hollow pupils from within.

At this instant, the entire sea surface and the ancient castle above trembled slightly, as if within this world of thought, it was the absolute king.

[The Isolated Island Nightmare in the Slumbering Storm, The Bizarre Specter at the End of Thought]

—Thought Calamity.

Five world-ending auras gathered together upon the sea surface, churning almost the entire sea area into chaos. Their auras clashed with one another, and simultaneously, their thoughts linked together upon the sea surface through this storm…

“Still missing… one…”

“Where… is… Mockery?”

The Calamity of Taboo’s doubt circulated among the thoughts of the other World-Ending Calamities. A moment later, the storm-like Thought Calamity turned its direction, its pair of void pupils looking toward an unregarded corner of the sea surface…

Amidst the monstrous waves whipped up by the several World-Ending Calamities, a figure draped in a great crimson theatrical robe was lying on his back upon the sea surface. Unknowingly, he had already been pushed several kilometers away by the waves. Bursts of faint snoring sounded from his nose, as if he were sleeping soundly.

The other World-Ending Calamities simultaneously fell into silence.

The skeletal giant dragon, Cessation Calamity, directly opened its mouth. A world-ending aura brewed within its body, seemingly intending to give Chen Ling a direct blast of dragon’s breath.

The other World-Ending Calamities all sensed its intention and also knew that Cessation Calamity and Calamity of Mockery had never gotten along. Thought Calamity originally wanted to break up the fight, but after hesitating for a moment, it still didn’t speak…

A terrifying dragon’s breath gathered in front of Cessation Calamity. The churning aftershocks directly swept the surrounding waves into a vacuum area. The next second, an earth-shattering aura of destruction shot toward Chen Ling floating in the distance on the sea surface!!

BOOM——!!!

The instant this dragon’s breath spewed forth, the entire consciousness world trembled slightly. Faint void rifts spread in all directions along the path of the dragon’s breath!

The dragon’s breath submerged the great crimson theatrical robe, pierced through the sea surface, and directly evaporated the surrounding sea area into nothingness…

Just as Cessation Calamity was gazing at the direction where Chen Ling was submerged by the dragon’s breath,

An icy voice sounded from above it:

“Cessation…”

“Are you, seeking death?”

The next second, the sea surface beneath Cessation Calamity suddenly transformed into a monstrous sea of fire. A violent pillar of fire far exceeding a nuclear explosion directly submerged its body, shooting into the sky within this consciousness world!!

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I Am Not the God of Drama

I Am Not the God of Drama

INTDG, I’m Not The Drama God, I’m Not the God of Drama, Wo Bushi Xi Shen, 我不是戏神
Score 9.1
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: , Released: 2023 Native Language: Chinese

Synopsis

A red meteor slashed through the heavens, and everything changed.

Human progress did not slow down. It stopped. Completely. Since that momentous day, humanity lost its ability to create rockets, nuclear weapons, airplanes, cars, even the simplest engines. The towering pyramid of civilization, meticulously built from the achievements of modern science, crumbled into dust as if it had never existed.

But the catastrophe did not end there.

The grey realm followed close behind the red meteor, a ghostly reflection lurking behind the mirror of reality. It dragged the civilized world bit by bit into the abyss of disorder. Cities fell. Borders dissolved. Laws became memories. In this new age, a human life was no more significant than a speck of dust drifting through a wasteland.

Yet amidst the ruins, humanity's spirit shone as brightly as the stars. That is the cruel irony of this broken world. When everything else is stripped away, what remains is the one thing that cannot be destroyed. Hope. Defiance. The will to stand back up.

Now, look closer at the crumbling edifice. Observe the figure standing on the wreckage of civilization. His red cloak is as vivid as blood, snapping in winds that smell of ash and sorrow. His expressions flicker between laughter and tears, never settling on one for too long. He is an actor. He is a survivor. He is something this dying world has never seen before.

Behind him, the curtain of the era gently parts. With arms wide open, he whispers to all who would listen.

Let the show begin.

This is not a story about a god descending to save humanity. This is a story about a man who refuses to let the final act end in silence. The red meteor took everything. The grey realm is still taking. But the actor? He is just getting started. And in a world where civilization has forgotten how to dream, sometimes the most dangerous thing you can be is entertaining.

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