I Am Not The God Of Drama Chapter 1648

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Today in Hidden Clouds… Kill Without Mercy

Pu Xiachan watched helplessly as the giant hand approached. Gritting her teeth, she took out a Mysterious Talisman Scroll from her clothes.

This Talisman Scroll was completely purple and seemed to contain an extremely strong Path of the Scholar God Aura, even infinitely approaching a Demigod. But just at the moment Pu Xiachan took it out and prepared to tear it to shreds…

The Talisman Scroll suddenly turned into a thin slip of Red Paper.

Pu Xiachan was stunned.

All of this happened too fast, so fast that Pu Xiachan simply didn’t have time to react. One must know that it hadn’t even been half a second since she took out the Talisman Scroll. How could it be instantly swapped?

Could it be that Chen Ling knew what this thing was? Could he have Foreknowledge??

The moment this thought surfaced in Pu Xiachan’s mind, a red shadow holding a Talisman Scroll, like a ghost, had quietly appeared behind her.

Strands of blood seeped out from Pu Xiachan’s chest. Only at this time did she seem to realize something, looking down in disbelief…

Her figure swayed weakly. She turned her head with difficulty, wanting to clearly see that figure in the Theatrical Robe behind her…

A moment later,

She used her last bit of strength to speak hoarsely:

“I don’t believe… you are that kind of person… Chen Ling…”

“I… don’t believe…”

A mouthful of fresh blood surged up Pu Xiachan’s throat. Her consciousness gradually vanished, and she finally fell heavily to the ground, completely losing her breath.

Whoosh—

The red rain poured heavily on the surface of the Paper Umbrella.

From beginning to end, Chen Ling had his back to Pu Xiachan. But when he heard this last sentence, the hand he used to grip the umbrella handle still tightened… Veins bulged all over the back of his hand.

Tu Tian and Pu Xiachan’s bloodstains bloomed in the rain, like cold yet bright flowers.

A restrained and suppressed voice echoed in the air once again:

“‘The earth and the rose-red are your hotbed,'”

“‘The frost, snow, and setting sun are your heavy makeup;'”

“‘I will weave hope into dancing kapok flowers,'”

“‘Until the rocks remember the fragrance of the flowers’…”

…

Thud—!

A Black Coffin landed heavily on the ground. 10 of Diamonds, wearing a black Suit, slowly carried it on his back.

“Hey, didn’t the Red King tell you to wear a mask?”

Nine of Hearts’s voice came from the side. On the roof next to them, two figures in Suits and leather shoes, wearing black masks, were holding umbrellas and looking down at this street.

“I don’t need to.” 10 of Diamonds answered calmly. “This level of toxin can’t hurt me yet.”

“Oh right…”

Nine of Hearts seemed to have remembered something and also tore off his own mask. “I’m a cyborg, what poison am I afraid of?”

“Didn’t Red King, My Lord say there was still another Nine Monarchs’ corpse?” Eight of Clubs asked doubtfully.

“At Cangyun Base. Miss Liu has already gone to get it.”

“Oh.”

“It’s been a long time since I heard Red King, My Lord personally sing the Requiem Ballad…” 10 of Diamonds carried the Coffin on his back and turned his head to look into the distance. “I actually miss it.”

“…I estimate he won’t be able to sing it a few more times.”

Nine of Hearts pinched his fingers. “Spirit Void, Red Dust, Limitless… there are only three Nine Monarchs left. If luck is bad, there are still three times; if luck is good… maybe once is enough.”

“This era, is it finally going to end.”

Eight of Clubs lowered his head and slowly took out a graffiti drawing paper from his clothes. He looked at the children running and playing innocently on the drawing paper, a complex look flashing deep in his eyes.

“Our regrets… finally have a chance to be made up for.”

“Yeah, Red King, My Lord will help us smooth everything out in the new world.”

Nine of Hearts stretched his back unhurriedly, his gaze looking leisurely at those few Dragon-Strangling Warriors fleeing towards here in panic in the distance.

Raindrops hit the surface of the two pitch-black umbrellas, and crystal-clear water drops slid down. Under the umbrella rims, two pairs of deep eyes both surfaced with determination and killing intent…

“Things in the new world, we’ll talk about later.”

“The Red King has orders. Today in Hidden Clouds… Kill Without Mercy.”

…

Amidst the pouring red rain, the figure in the black and red Theatrical Robe slowly turned around.

Li Shengmen stood behind the corpses of his several companions, looking at Chen Ling with a pale face. Even though his companions were almost all dead, he didn’t show any fear… only a faint sense of helplessness and exhaustion.

He first turned his head to look at Li Qingshan:

“You guys… know each other?”

“En.” Li Qingshan nodded. “If Brother Chen wants to kill me, he doesn’t need to make a move, I will die on my own.”

Li Shengmen: …

Li Shengmen had never thought that after the six of their Celestial Star Positions had grown to this point, they actually couldn’t even last three minutes in front of Chen Ling… There were certainly various factors involved in this, but if the Spirit Void Domain found out about this, it would probably really be a disgrace.

“I admit, Reboot the World now is the best way to save humanity…”

Li Shengmen took a deep breath, slowly squatted down, and raised his hand to grasp towards Chen Ling from afar. “But… I’m still unwilling to just die by your hands like this.”

“Come on, use your true abilities… kill me.”

Even if Li Shengmen was the only one left of the original five-man Celestial Star Position group, he still had to fight to the death.

It had nothing to do with right or wrong, nor reason or emotion.

He just didn’t want to lose.

As Li Shengmen’s palm clenched tightly, Chen Ling seemed to be marked with something. The surrounding space seemed to be thrown into a “Pitch-pot”, rapidly twisting towards Chen Ling…

At the same time, the rainwater, the earth, the buildings, and even the pollution that was gradually shrouding the Domain, all seemed like fragmented matter attracted by a black hole, swarming towards the center!

The Assassin Cui Ran’s sword could sever time; [Pitch Pot] Li Shengmen’s hand could twist space.

Chen Ling believed that if these Celestial Star Positions were given some more time to let them grow to Rank 8 or even higher, they would probably really play an unparalleled role… It was just a pity that in this era, this scene was destined not to appear.

Under the squeezing of the surrounding space, even Chen Ling couldn’t easily break free. As a complex look flashed in his eyes, the Calamity Domain opened once again!

[Cut]—!

Up until now, this was already the third time Chen Ling had rewritten reality.

The first time was Cui Ran’s sword that traversed time. His appearance was indeed too sudden, so much so that even if Chen Ling had dodged as much as possible, one of his arms was still chopped off by the sword;

The second time was Pu Xiachan’s Path of the Scholar God secret treasure. After that thing was activated, the power it released directly obliterated more than half of Chen Ling’s body. If Chen Ling hadn’t used [Cut] to modify reality and swapped the secret treasure in her hand at the first moment, Chen Ling would probably be heavily injured right now.

And this time, Chen Ling similarly directly modified the source of the plot in one breath.

As everything flowed back like a rewind, Li Shengmen took a deep breath and spoke again:

“I admit, re…”

Swish—!!

The cold glint of the Bone-Stripping Knife flashed across the street.

Li Shengmen’s astonished and angry head fell heavily to the ground with a thud.