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I Am Not The God Of Drama Chapter 1647

The sky is crying[ ... words ]

I Am Not The God Of Drama Chapter 1647

The sky is crying[ … words ]

[ … words ]

The Sky is Crying

“A-Qiang…”

“Xiao Sheng…”

Under the shed of a dilapidated shop, a stooped and weak figure curled up into a ball, gently muttering something. In her lifeless eyes, only pain and longing remained.

Whoosh—

The continuous raindrops shattered the Mother’s reflection in the puddle.

Faint toxins drifted out from the water vapor, drilling into the Mother’s nasal cavity. Those eyes full of pain gradually took on a hint of a different kind of luster.

“Mom!!”

A familiar voice came from afar to near, accompanied by bursts of footsteps splashing in the water, as if a youth was running over.

“Xiao Sheng?!!”

In the hazy water vapor, there was indeed a youth running over with a smile.

“Xiao Sheng?! It’s really you!!!” The Mother was dumbfounded. She stumbled and stood up her weak body. “You… how did you come back?”

“Mom, Brother brought me back!”

“What did you say??”

“Brother! It’s Brother!!” Xiao Sheng danced with excitement. “Brother didn’t completely die at all, he was resurrected by Mr. Han… I just got on the Realm Train, and my Brother suddenly appeared and dragged me back!”

After finishing speaking, he pointed to the other side in the rain:

“Look!”

The Mother looked in the direction of his finger, only to see a familiar figure braving the rain and also running towards here!

“A-Qiang?!!” The Mother blurted out. Her entire person was incredibly excited, even trembling.

Regardless of everything, she rushed out from under the shed, stepped into the rain, and hugged the two children she had lost and found again… She originally thought she would never have the chance to see them again in this life, but looking at it now, fate had played a massive joke on her.

The Mother hugged one child in each arm, muddy tears unable to stop flowing from the corners of her eyes. The pain and despair of this period were completely made up for at this moment.

Her voice was incredibly choked up:

“It’s good that you’re back… it’s good that you’re back.”

“From now on, we will never separate again!!”

“Mom! Look! We also brought someone back!” A-Qiang said excitedly. “Look! Who is that?!”

The Mother was stunned and looked into the rain once again, only to see a familiar silhouette smiling and walking towards here… That person was the person she thought of day and night, the person she wanted to rely on countless times when she helplessly broke down, the person she had once cried bitterly and cursed because of his resolute departure to the Spirit Void Domain.

That was the former pillar of the family, the harbor she could rely on, the father of the two children.

“You…”

“You…”

The Mother trembled all over. It wasn’t until that person stood right before her eyes that she clenched her fists and fiercely hit his chest. “You dead ghost… you finally know to come back?!!”

“…During this time, you have suffered.” That person gently embraced her in his arms. “From now on, we will never separate again.”

The Mother finally couldn’t hold it in anymore. She hugged that person and the two children, crying uncontrollably in the rain.

Tears mixed with the red rainwater, dripping down onto the ground.

She sometimes cried and sometimes laughed in the rain…

The red heavy rain washed away the pain and resentment of this Domain, pushing everything towards a beautiful dreamland. Slowly, the Mother seemed to be tired. Holding her husband’s and children’s hands, she gradually drifted away into nothingness…

She didn’t know where she was going, but under the guidance of her children and husband, a red lonely boat gradually came into her view.

Whoosh—

Above the street, vitality was extinguished, dull and silent.

“Chen Ling!!”

“You beast!!!”

“Just how many people are you going to kill before you’re willing to stop?!!”

Two companions had died by Chen Ling’s hands one after another. Tu Tian’s lungs were about to explode from anger. He seemed to have made up his mind to trade his life for Chen Ling’s, completely disregarding the toxic rainwater soaking his body. With one punch blasted out, the entire street instantly turned into flying ash.

Seeing Chen Ling nonchalantly dodge his attack again, Tu Tian seemed to be completely Emotionally Broken. He turned his head and glared at the motionless Pu Xiachan and Li Qingshan:

“You guys, make a move already!!!”

Li Qingshan sighed, but still remained motionless.

Although Pu Xiachan could vaguely guess Chen Ling’s thoughts, seeing two companions die by Chen Ling’s hands one after another, it was impossible to say there was no anger and pain in her heart… Gritting her teeth, she still set off and rushed into the rain!

“Tu Tian! Careful!!”

In the instant Tu Tian turned his head to speak, Li Shengmen’s exclamation suddenly rang out.

Tu Tian’s heart skipped a beat, knowing he had exposed a flaw. Just as he was about to turn his head back, a cloud of red instantly obscured his front. The Aura of a World-Ending Calamity wreaked havoc above the street, and a pair of cold and sharp ruby pupils reflected on his eyeballs.

A hideous and terrifying giant Calamity hand swung in the rain, directly chopping towards Tu Tian’s neck!

Right at this moment, Chen Ling’s figure suddenly seemed to be pulled by some kind of force, rapidly retreating backward, like an Arrow thrown after being aimed, sweeping towards a “Pitch-pot” several streets away!

Li Shengmen’s ability temporarily resolved a certain-death situation for Tu Tian once, but before the two of them could breathe a sigh of relief, a mass of annihilating power instantly slashed through the void!

[Judgment Court]!

This strike came too suddenly, and the timing was too precise, as if the other party had already predicted this matter before he was thrown out. Even if the fist missed, this strike of the Judgment Court could still closely follow!

Caught off guard, Tu Tian simply didn’t have time to react to what happened. His entire head instantly annihilated without a trace, not even a trace of fresh blood splattered out…

Thud—

The headless corpse fell heavily to the ground.

From the start of the battle until now, at most no more than a minute had passed, yet three of the six great Celestial Star Positions had already died in battle. Li Shengmen stood dumbly in place at this moment. When he raised his head again, a figure holding the Great Red Paper Umbrella appeared in the curtain of rain once again.

Like a ferocious ghost that could never be shaken off.

Three of the six Celestial Star Positions had died in battle, and there was still one who was unwilling to make a move from start to finish… Li Shengmen knew that they were finished today.

Boom—!!

In an instant, wind, rain, thunder, and lightning suddenly tore through the air. As Pu Xiachan’s Path of the Scholar God Aura wreaked havoc and rolled, Chen Ling’s figure was directly swallowed within it.

Pu Xiachan’s eyes were red. She slightly raised both hands, and countless elements appeared out of thin air around her, and then, as if endowed with some kind of Spirituality, overwhelmingly bombarded Chen Ling one after another… If one had to use an object to describe her state, it would be a rapid-fire super anti-aircraft gun.

“Why… why?!!” Pu Xiachan’s furious roar resounded through the street.

But following her frenzied attacks, strands of electric light manifested from the roaring explosions. A steel mountain rose from the street, and then as if turning into a peerless giant hand, pressed towards Pu Xiachan’s body…

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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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