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I Am Not The God Of Drama Chapter 1213

Turbid calamity[ ... words ]

I Am Not The God Of Drama Chapter 1213

Turbid calamity[ … words ]

[ … words ]

Turbid Calamity

Xiao Chunping couldn’t understand what Chancellor Han meant. Frowning, she retracted her gaze and muttered softly:

“Acting like a hero at your age…”

Chancellor Han laughed heartily and gently stroked the beard at the corners of his mouth. His gaze fell upon the three giant trees and the saprophytic wave that were close at hand. “How many years has it been since you and I joined forces?”

“I don’t know, must be twenty years by now.”

“Are you confident?”

Beneath Xiao Chunping’s silver-white hair, her eyes were filled with arrogance and battle intent, as if she had grown more than a decade younger overall, brimming with high spirits and an unstoppable momentum.

“Risking my life, although I can’t finish killing them all, delaying them for a few minutes shouldn’t be a problem.”

“A few minutes… is enough.”

“Your Majesty, Chancellor Han he…”

Seeing this scene, Fu Kun opened his mouth, his eyes red.

Ying Fu didn’t answer, merely watching that writhing wave quietly. His purple-gold pupils were as deep as lakes; no one knew what he was thinking at this moment.

Beside him, Chen Ling’s fists also slowly clenched tight.

Boom—!!!

An earth-shattering explosion erupted from within the dense black wave. The next second, a dragon’s roar and a phoenix’s cry rang out simultaneously from deep within the Forest of Corruption!

An Embroidery Dragon was seen tearing through endless roots with a whistling sound. As its figure danced wildly, a massive amount of threads were drawn from its body and rewoven in the nothingness, as if attempting to embroider a brand new picture in the firmament…

And the moment the Embroidery Dragon broke out, a black phoenix woven from ink and brush struck across the sky, like ink stains recklessly written on a paper page by a Calligraphy Brush, flowing atop that massive Embroidery Diagram!

Su Embroidery formed the picture, while the strokes of the brush formed the characters;

Within those two Spiritual Power storms that were violent to the extreme, an Embroidery Diagram and Calligraphy scroll that towered between heaven and earth was rapidly taking shape!

This Calligraphy and Painting was like a Folding Screen, cutting off all the plants drilling out from the rift right there. The densely packed roots and branches attempted to break through it, but for a time they could only leave a series of bulging marks on the surface of the Embroidery Diagram!

Whether it was Chen Ling and Ying Fu, or the White Hands of Bureau 749, or those Ordinary Persons, everyone was shocked by this towering Calligraphy and Painting… But soon, Ying Fu’s voice sounded in the air above:

“Hurry and leave!”

The crowd suddenly snapped back to their senses. Only then did they tear their gazes away from that Calligraphy and Painting, taking advantage of the time while no Calamities were following to run wildly into the distance!

Chen Ling hadn’t expected Xiao Chunping to stay behind so resolutely to bring up the rear, and hadn’t expected Chancellor Han to join her… He even less expected that after the two joined forces, they would actually be so powerful, capable of cutting off a portion of the Calamity torrent.

But what was undeniable was… he knew Xiao Chunping would never return.

This elderly figure had already been in extremely poor health when Chen Ling arrived at the Su Embroidery Museum. Coupled with fighting all the way and being exposed to radiation, she was severely overdrawn. This time, she had even risked her life to cover the rear for the crowd. That towering Embroidery Diagram wasn’t something she could easily unleash at her Rank.

At the same time, the Spiritual Power of Ying Fu beside him suddenly began to drop.

From his original Sixth Stage peak, it slid all the way down, ultimately barely managing to stop at the threshold of the Sixth Stage… If he hadn’t subdued numerous ministers last night, he would probably have already fallen back to the Fifth-Tier by now.

“Your Majesty, Chancellor Han he…” Fu Kun hesitated to speak.

“Chancellor Han has gone.” A trace of complexity flashed deep within Ying Fu’s eyes. “After everything is over… bury him generously with Us.”

Fu Kun nodded.

In the distance.

Sun Bumian, who was currently entangled with the two Ghost Path special envoys, also turned his head to look in the direction of that Calligraphy and Painting.

“…How long has it been since I’ve seen such a scene.” Sun Bumian felt somewhat emotional, yet also somewhat sorrowful. “The true inheritors of this era are down by two again…”

“Sun Bumian, you actually still dare to look around?”

Seeing that Sun Bumian completely didn’t take the two of them seriously, Suxi was instantly furious and charged up aggressively once more.

The Awakened Lion and the two envoys continuously circled each other in the air, and the crowd from the shelter ran further and further away. Just at this moment, a sudden change occurred!

In the center of the Calligraphy and Painting blocking the front of the rift, a large bulge resembling a small mountain suddenly arched up. The next second, a sharp, piercing boom came from behind it, and a massive, super-sized root actually directly punched through it!!

Thud—!!!

A gust of wind mixed with a foul stench swept across the earth, nearly knocking over the running civilians.

They looked back in astonishment, only to see that within that largest rift, an extremely thick plant root had squeezed out at some unknown time… That root was truly too massive, so much so that it directly crushed the small Calamities that had managed to drill out at the edges into paste. With just a single strike, it had poked a large hole in the Calligraphy and Painting that was originally capable of stopping the saprophytic wave for several minutes!

“That’s…” Sensing the World-Ending aura emanating from that super root, Chen Ling’s pupils violently contracted!

Ying Fu’s expression was instantly incredibly ugly.

“The Turbid Calamity… Even it was alarmed??”

“How could this happen…” Crushed by that World-Ending aura, Fu Kun’s face turned deathly pale, muttering to himself, “The Calligraphy and Painting that Chancellor Han risked his life to forge was just broken like that??”

A super root rose into the air above the ruins, like some giant creature extending a hand from deep within the Forest of Corruption, easily blotting out the sunlight…

The surface of that root was covered in blood vessels, breathing rhythmically as if sensing the air and moisture of this world, while the end of the root, as if it had grown eyes, looked toward that batch of evacuating civilians.

No, not just the civilians.

As if it had sensed something, it continuously turned along the direction they were running, and ultimately actually locked onto Wushan, where the 7012 Underground Project was located. The blood vessels on its surface constantly swelled, jumping for joy as if it had found a massive amount of food!

“It can actually sense the 7012 Underground Project through such a deep layer of soil???”

Sun Bumian saw through its intentions, his eyes widening in disbelief.

Seeing that super root piercing through the rift, the movements of Kongwang and Suxi both stopped. Although they were also surprised and bewildered by the appearance of that monster, Suxi remained silent for a long time before slowly speaking:

“I told you long ago, you want to Defy Fate? How could it be so easy…”

“Back then, you couldn’t even change your Master’s fate… let alone theirs?”

Hearing these words, Sun Bumian’s heart trembled.

“Crap, it’s targeted us and the underground project.” Ying Fu decisively turned to look at Chen Ling. “Hurry and think of a way.”

“??? What way could I have!” Chen Ling was somewhat speechless.

“You are the Calamity of Mockery. Here, you are the only one who might be able to restrain it… No, you might even be able to kill it!”

Ying Fu looked into Chen Ling’s eyes, his tone incredibly serious. “If we don’t resolve this Turbid Calamity, today, everyone will have to die!”

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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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