I Am Not The God Of Drama Chapter 1846

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Divine Path Hurricane

Clatter——

Dripping fresh blood splashed onto the Twisted Divine Path.

Chen Ling clutched the ferocious wound that almost disemboweled him, and stumbled past several defeated, mangled bodies of the Audience. In his blurred vision, at this moment, several more Audience members had already blocked in front of the fourth step…

These Audience members seemed to have all seen that Chen Ling was about to die. Their scarlet bizarre smiles became increasingly teasing, and they swarmed forward!

“Just a little bit more…”

“Just a little bit more…”

Chen Ling muttered hoarsely to himself.

He clenched his fist with difficulty, and taking advantage of his body’s momentum as it lost its center of gravity, swung it forward, using his own body weight to forcefully smash the first Audience member to the ground.

Pfft——

Fresh blood spurted out once again.

…

“We, as children, as parents, swear with the identity of those who harbor a burning heart.”

“We volunteer to sacrifice our youth, bodies, and lives to clear the path forward for the future of human civilization, to lay the foundation for the stability of future generations, to step into the wasteland, and rebuild our home.”

“We will press forward with indomitable will, we will be invincible, and we will depart never to return.”

“May the high tower we build reproduce the glory of humanity.”

Fragmented pieces surfaced above the sky.

When every citizen in the Red Dust Bastion only felt their vision blur, a figure in a Theatrical Robe stood on top of messy ruins, aiming a cold gun muzzle at his own temple…

Everyone couldn’t see what Chen Ling had experienced in the Red Dust Domain, nor did they know why this place had been reduced to ruins. But when they saw those determined and crazy scarlet pupils, their hearts tightened simultaneously.

An indescribable sense of desolation surged into their hearts.

A smile curled from the corner of Chen Ling’s mouth:

“For the Pioneers of human civilization… present a salute!!”

Bang——!!

The bullet pierced through Chen Ling’s head. As a violent aura of world-ending surged out from his corpse, that roaring gunshot was like a startling thunder in everyone’s heart.

A World-Ending Calamity, for human civilization, shattered his own head with a gunshot?

Doubt, confusion, incomprehension… complex emotions spread in the hearts of the citizens, and for a time, the entire Red Dust fell into silence.

He…

Is he really just a World-Ending Calamity?

【Audience Expectation Value +3】

【Current Expectation Value: 71%】

Boom——!

On the Twisted Divine Path, a black shadow of an Audience member crushed Chen Ling’s fallen head with one stomp.

Fresh blood silently spread out on the steps.

Chen Ling’s vitality completely disappeared.

“…He failed?” Seeing this scene, Jing Si raised his eyebrows in astonishment.

“His Aura disappeared, he should have failed.” He Jing shook his head. “But it’s truly strange. Normally speaking, during Divine Path Certification, one shouldn’t encounter any danger… Where did those black shadows sniping him come from?”

“Maybe a World-Ending Calamity’s Divine Path Certification is just like this, just like how there are heavenly thunders when Dukes of the State certify.”

“What a pity…”

He Jing looked at Jing Si, “What’s a pity?”

Jing Si hesitated for a long time, but still spoke truthfully, “This Chen Ling… seems… really quite different.”

Jing Si didn’t know what he was thinking either, but when he sensed Chen Ling’s Aura disappear, his heart suddenly felt empty… That figure in the light and shadow who shattered his own head with a gunshot just now, seemed carved into his mind like a brand, lingering.

He Jing observed his expression, and was about to say something, but suddenly froze slightly.

“That’s not right…”

“What’s wrong?”

“The person himself is dead, shouldn’t the Divine Path Certification disappear?” He Jing’s brows furrowed tighter and tighter, staring intently above the Twisted Divine Path. “But his past… why is it still flashing?”

Jing Si was stunned in place.

…

In the mud-like flesh and blood.

A figure in a Theatrical Robe slowly stood up.

Crack, crack…

Sections of bone nails were forced out of his body, falling onto the steps with clinking sounds.

That dilapidated head grew at an astonishing speed, recovering completely in the blink of an eye. There wasn’t a single bloodstain left on Chen Ling’s fair skin. He gently brushed away the bloodstains on the hem of his Theatrical Robe, the corners of his mouth curling into a faint arc.

“Finally got rid of those damn torture instruments…”

Chen Ling, who had experienced Resurrection, had all the injuries on his body disappeared. Surging vitality emerged from his body, and the blood-colored Theatrical Robe danced wildly like a blazing fire in the wind!

He raised his head again and looked at the dark red star at the end of the divine path. Every step he took was as steady as Mount Tai.

“You felt pretty good hitting me just now, right?”

Before the Audience member who just stomped Chen Ling’s head to pieces could recover, that figure in the Theatrical Robe appeared before it like lightning.

Bang——!!!

Chen Ling swung out a punch, directly blasting it flying like a chick. It tumbled dozens of times on the steps like a dead dog before barely stopping.

Without the bindings of shackles and bone nails, Chen Ling, who had recovered his full strength, was like an unstoppable fierce beast at this moment. In just a few seconds, he reached the fourth step, directly blasting the astonished Audience flying!

Then, he took a step onto the fourth step.

On the fourth step, there were even more Audience climbing up from both sides. But even so, they still couldn’t stop Chen Ling.

The Theatrical Robe surged wildly on the Twisted Divine Path, forcefully carving out a bloody path amidst the torrent of Audience. Step after step was forcefully trampled beneath his feet!

The fifth step, the sixth step, the seventh step…

The higher Chen Ling went, the greater the number of obstructing Audience, and that segment of the past witnessed by heaven and earth and all living beings became increasingly incomplete.

They vaguely saw three figures stepping on starlight, walking out from a place very much like the Heavenly Pivot Bastion; saw him enter a completely unfamiliar domain again, being tied to a cross… The scene changed, yet arrived at a place extremely similar to the South Sea Prison. They saw the figure in the Theatrical Robe riding a centipede, breaking out from that city, and then arrived at a dark and mysterious Underground Palace…

“What is all this? I’m understanding less and less.”

“The omissions are getting more and more severe…”

“Is there any significance to these things?”

“I think I understand… Is it because he is a World-Ending Calamity, so he was tied up to be executed, and even expelled from the city?”

“Now that you say it, it does look very much like it…”

“…”

Just as the citizens were completely confused, Sun Bumian, who had been constantly watching this place nervously, had an extremely ugly expression.

“This is troublesome…” The sixth-generation Sun Bumian muttered to himself.

“Troublesome?” The fifth-generation turned to look at him.

“Of course.” The sixth-generation Sun Bumian sighed. “For Divine Path Certification, one must let heaven and earth see one’s past. Now Hearts’ past is intolerably blurred, and the ‘anchors’ that can be used to support him to complete the self-proof are getting fewer and fewer…”

“If this continues, he won’t be able to gain the recognition of heaven and earth.”