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I Am Not The God Of Drama Chapter 1230

Might of the legion[ ... words ]

I Am Not The God Of Drama Chapter 1230

Might of the legion[ … words ]

[ … words ]

Might of the Legion

Teacher Ye could actually manipulate the thoughts of these Calamities??

The surprise in Chen Ling’s eyes grew even more intense. Even though the Calamities of the Bitter Flesh Forest were right before his eyes, Teacher Ye was still able to instigate a rebellion among its underlings right in front of the Calamity of Corruption, making them help him save people instead.

Was this the power of the Thought Calamity?

This scene undoubtedly stimulated the Calamity of Corruption even further. As a sun-blotting root was raised high, large swaths of plant Calamities around it directly drilled underground, surrounding the crowd of the Integration Faction at extremely fast speeds.

“Run.” Teacher Ye’s voice echoed in everyone’s thoughts.

Teacher Ye, hovering in midair, raised his palm. Those roots controlled by him also drilled into the earth, slaughtering together with the Calamities extending from the Bitter Flesh Forest. In an instant, the entire Gray World earth trembled. Countless roots surged underneath, as if they wanted to turn this entire piece of earth upside down.

“Go!!”

“Run quickly!! Everyone, don’t scatter!!”

“…”

Under the leadership of Old Wolf, Zhao Yi, and the others, the students of the Integration Faction immediately gathered together and fled towards the distance.

The massive Mother Tree collapsed in the crossfire. The mutilated trunk rumbled as it crashed to the earth. The behemoth that had originally propped up a piece of the sky here just crumbled away bit by bit right before everyone’s eyes…

As the children fled, they looked back. Their eye sockets were already red, fear and uneasiness filling everyone’s minds, and bursts of sobbing rang out from the crowd.

Brushing past death and witnessing the collapse of their home with their own eyes—today would be an eternally indelible nightmare for these pure-hearted children.

“Careful!! There are Calamities underground up ahead!”

Someone shouted loudly. The few running at the very front immediately became somewhat panicked. The next moment, they saw the earth explode, and thick roots extended from underground. Tree trunks cast from flesh and blood danced madly in the air like octopus tentacles.

Right at this moment, a giant crimson shadow also exploded from underground. A cold glint flashed, and that plant Calamity was instantly cut in two!

An even more massive centipede body, like a crimson evil spirit shuttling between the surface and underground, madly reaped the lives of the Bitter Flesh Forest Calamities up ahead. The entire Centipede Legion followed behind it, forcefully carving out a path for the children of the Integration Faction!

Unlike the clumsy and slow plants, the Calamities of the Ghost Mockery Abyss were naturally the deceased of the underground. They were agile, ferocious, and adept at fighting… In the battlefield beneath the earth, they were the nemesis of the Bitter Flesh Forest!

“It’s Big Brother Chen Ling’s centipedes!!”

“They are opening a path for us!!”

“…”

The Centipede Legion was like a crimson blade, easily tearing a gap in the encirclement. And atop the head of the unstoppable, god of war-like Wu Yi, a figure draped in a Great Crimson Theatrical Robe raised his hand and pointed at the sky…

“Get… the hell away!!”

The next moment, twinkling starlight intertwined into a torrent, rolling forward across the sky of the Gray World.

[Starlight Sonata].

The instant Chen Ling’s starlight appeared, most of the Calamities on the path subconsciously retreated to both sides, seemingly possessing a natural fear of this thing. As for those relatively high-rank Calamities, they were directly strangled by Wu Yi and the Centipede Legion!

Chen Ling and the Centipede Legion joined forces, charging at the very front, and actually forcefully tore open a path for the crowd of the Integration Faction!

Facts proved that the Calamities of the Bitter Flesh Forest were more suited for positional warfare. After all, they were plants, and their movement speed was truly too slow. If it had been the Calamities of the Sighing Wilderness attacking today, then I’m afraid at least half the people in the Integration Faction would have died.

From the corner of his eye, Teacher Ye saw Chen Ling leading the people out of the encirclement, and his tense heart instantly relaxed a lot. He looked back at the Calamity of Corruption moving menacingly toward them from afar. The thought threads spinning in his pupils were mysterious, like whirlpools.

“If you want to fight me to the death, I don’t mind keeping you company to the end…”

“But you better think clearly, whether fighting us to a mutual destruction at this juncture is actually of any benefit to you.”

“I know the Thought Calamity ordered you to come here. Go back and pass a message to it for me: if it wants my life, it can come take it itself if it has the ability… Stop attacking these innocent children.”

Hearing this, the Calamity of Corruption’s movements clearly paused.

Its massive silhouette stood amid the crowded Bitter Flesh Forest, its full appearance indistinguishable, but Teacher Ye could sense that the Calamity of Corruption didn’t seem to intend to step forward anymore.

In fact, from the very beginning, the Calamity of Corruption hadn’t used its full strength, but had always hidden among the other Calamities of the Bitter Flesh Forest, destroying the Mother Tree from afar with its roots… Just as Teacher Ye said, it was only doing things for the Thought Calamity. It didn’t intend to consume too many underlings here for the Thought Calamity. After all, at this point in time, it still had more important things to do.

Deep within the Bitter Flesh Forest, the Calamity of Corruption’s gaze took one last look at Teacher Ye, and the massive shadow slowly turned around, moving toward the west.

As the Calamity of Corruption turned around, the other Calamities of the Bitter Flesh Forest also seemed to have received some kind of signal. They immediately gave up fighting head-on with Chen Ling and the Centipede Legion, following behind and leaving one after another…

Seeing the enemy retreat, the morale of the Centipede Legion under Chen Ling surged even higher. They were just planning to drill underground and kill their way back to properly enjoy themselves again, when Chen Ling’s voice rang out calmly:

“Stop chasing. Once we enter their home turf, we’ll be the ones suffering a loss.”

Chen Ling had fought against the Bitter Flesh Forest before. He knew that although the current Centipede Legion was very capable of fighting, once they sank deep into the Bitter Flesh Forest, they still wouldn’t be able to retreat unscathed. Since the Calamity of Corruption tactfully left, they couldn’t go seek death themselves either.

The good news was that under the combined protection of Teacher Ye, the Centipede Legion, the starlight paving the way, and the several high ranks of the Integration Faction, the students of the Integration Faction had almost suffered no casualties. This was already a blessing in disguise.

“Have they… have they really left?”

“That was close, I almost thought I was really going to die this time.”

“The centipedes are so amazing, killing those plants of the Bitter Flesh Forest is just like chopping vegetables!”

“Did you not listen well in class! Teacher Ye specifically mentioned it: the Calamities of the Ghost Mockery Abyss are the kings of the underground world. I remembered it very clearly, so I actually wasn’t afraid at all just now!”

“Bullshit, your legs were weak from fright just now!”

“…”

Just as everyone was immersed in the rejoicing of surviving a disaster, Teacher Ye’s gaze gradually relaxed. As the bulging veins all over his body gradually subsided, bead-sized drops of sweat seeped from his forehead, and his face instantly became pale as paper!

His figure swayed, and he actually fell directly from midair!

“Teacher Ye??!!”

“Teacher Ye!!”

Several cries of alarm rang out simultaneously, and countless figures went to catch the falling Teacher Ye at the same time.

But the one closest to Teacher Ye at this moment was Sun Bumian. With a light leap, stepping on Cloud Steps, he steadily caught Teacher Ye… As the gaze behind the round sunglasses saw Teacher Ye’s condition, his expression instantly became incredibly grave.

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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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