I Am Not The God Of Drama Chapter 1707

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“Chen Ling!”

“Red King, My Lord!”

Han Meng and Black Spades J exclaimed at the same time, rushing toward that plummeting red figure.

The commotion of the Akashic Tower suddenly collapsing just now attracted their attention at the first moment. And the location where Chen Ling plummeted was exactly directly above that tower.

Han Meng’s speed was a bit faster, steadily supporting Chen Ling’s shattered body before it plummeted to the ground. At this time, Chen Ling had already withdrawn from the state augmented by the Red Star. The black and red theatrical robe was draped over him again, mostly dyed red with fresh blood. His entire person seemed as if he had been overdrawn, his face incomparably pale.

“How are you feeling?” Han Meng immediately asked.

“Cough, cough, cough, cough, cough…”

Chen Ling coughed violently. He staggered to stabilize his figure. His gaze looked toward the shattered tall tower before his eyes, his brows tightly furrowed.

What was…

“…I’m fine.” Chen Ling took a deep breath. His terrifying recovery ability gradually stopped the bleeding on his body, and the final scene from just now surfaced in his mind again.

The Akashic Tower had already been destroyed, and Chen Ling’s own power was also overdrawn to the limit. His deduction could only stop here.

“The domain of the Spirit Void Domain has disappeared… He really died.”

Perceiving the change in the domain, Black Spades J’s eyes surfaced with a smear of joy.

Woo woo——

At this time, the Spirit Void Domain had completely been reduced to ruins. Chen Ling had slaughtered the citizens of the entire domain. No one survived in the empty ruins. There was only the cold wind mixed with an extreme bloody smell whining.

Everything had already settled.

The crimson in the sky gradually thickened. An indescribable sense of oppression shrouded the hearts of the three people. Han Meng looked up, only to see a meteor dragging a long tail rapidly magnifying in the air…

The Red Star, descending.

This was still the first time Han Meng and the others saw the Red Star at such close range. Its trajectory was not deflected by any external force, passing straight through the atmosphere like a rapidly magnifying crimson sun.

Amidst a burst of slight rustling sounds, fine dust began to flow backward toward the sky. The Spirit Void Domain in the ruins seemed to extend ribbon-like tentacles, silently swaying…

Not only the Spirit Void Domain, the wreckage of other major domains, as well as the Gray World, were all undergoing changes.

Some bizarre force field was currently wrapping Earth within it.

“Divine Pathways, are in disorder…”

Black Spades J raised his palm in doubt, discovering that his own Divine Path power was also erratic.

“Divine Pathways are the crystallization of civilization, while Y-series Meteors are the destroyers of civilization.” Chen Ling slowly opened his mouth. “This world is about to end.”

“The Lord of Spirit Void is already dead. The Nine Monarchs can be considered completely recovered, but on the Calamity of Taboo’s side…”

Black Spades J was somewhat hesitant. Up until now, not the slightest news had come from the battlefield on the Calamity of Taboo’s side… According to past missions, if the encirclement and annihilation were successful, the Grey King would use moonlight to send a message at the first moment.

They had finally managed to take care of the Lord of Spirit Void. If the final Witch Path fragments on the Calamity of Taboo’s side couldn’t be collected, then they still couldn’t complete the reboot.

One must know, the Red Star was right above everyone’s heads right now… They were already out of time.

Chen Ling didn’t answer immediately. He just quietly stood in the ruins, looking toward the north…

“They will succeed.”

He answered calmly.

The crimson in the sky gradually turned bright red. Chen Ling took out two pills of poison from his chest, handing them to Black Spades J and Han Meng respectively.

Black Spades J knew what this thing was. The instant it entered his hand, Black Spades J’s entire person relaxed… He smiled slightly, muttering to himself softly:

“It’s finally over… I won’t be the last one in the Dusk Society to board the ship, right?”

“No.”

“That’s good.”

Black Spades J unhesitatingly tossed this poison into his mouth, solemnly straightened his clothes… and then forcefully bit down.

The toxins spread, and Black Spades J’s vitality instantly disappeared. His entire person lightly leaned against the wall, slowly falling… Having lain dormant in the Spirit Void Domain for so long, his mission was finally completely accomplished. At this moment, a faint smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

He had finished doing all that he could do. Whether they could meet in the next world could only depend on the Red King.

Witnessing Black Spades J’s death, Han Meng slowly turned his head to look at Chen Ling.

“You should have seen this thing in my memory.”

“…En.”

“I won’t harm you.”

“I know.”

Han Meng calmly stuffed the poison into his mouth. “Next, you really don’t need my help?”

“No need… Reversing the era, rebooting the world, this is our Dusk Society’s job.” Chen Ling smiled slightly. “After going to the next world, do you have any wishes you want me to help you fulfill?”

Han Meng fell silent.

He hesitated to speak for a long time, seemingly feeling that his wish was somewhat thorny, but ultimately he still softly opened his mouth:

“If possible, this time… protect the citizens of District Three for me.”

Chen Ling looked at the regret flashing in Han Meng’s eyes, slightly startled.

Even though the current Han Meng was already the Eighth-Rank [Judgment] Leader, a powerful existence leisurely roaming various major domains, fundamentally, he was still that Enforcer guarding District Three… The citizens of his jurisdiction dying in pain was his lifelong regret.

“I will.”

Chen Ling solemnly nodded.

A rare smile appeared on Han Meng’s serious face. He lightly walked past Chen Ling, slowly sitting on the steps of the already collapsed court…

He lightly leaned against the broken wall behind him, looking up toward the gradually bright red sky, his eyes reflecting the colors of the apocalypse.

“Looking forward to meeting again in the next world… Officer Han Meng.”

Chen Ling looked back at him.

Han Meng chuckled lightly.

“Don’t look forward to it too much. If you encounter me in the next world, remember to stay far away… Otherwise, I’m afraid I’ll chase you to kill you again.”

After saying that, Han Meng lightly bit the poison in his mouth to pieces.

The Enforcer trench coat lightly danced in the wind full of bloody smell. Under the blood-colored firmament, Han Meng sat quietly there, his head lowered, like a silent sculpture.

Chen Ling quietly looked at him. The black and red theatrical robe seemed to be reflected into a blood color by the sky. His ruby-like eyes slightly curved up:

“If no accidents happen…”

“In the next world, you probably won’t be able to catch up to me, Officer Han Meng.”

Two ghostly phantoms swirled in the air. Chen Ling opened the Great Red Paper Umbrella, lightly taking their ghosts inside.

After finishing doing all this, Chen Ling took one last look at them, and slowly walked toward the ruins… The crimson meteor continuously magnified in the sky, and the whining cold wind sounded in the dead silence.

He was the last survivor of this domain, and also the last waiter in this world…

A moment later, a melodious and gentle voice echoed among the mountain of corpses and sea of blood:

“‘I saw the sky crying,'”

“‘I heard your voice’;”

“‘I smelled longing blooming among the thorns,'”

“‘I came from the direction of the sunset’…”