I'm not a drama god

"It's not that easy to kill me..." Chen Ling said hoarsely.

The moment his two pitch-black arms came into view, a flash of inspiration suddenly occurred to Chen Ling's mind, as if he realized something.

If you want to truly defeat the disaster, you must first become the disaster...

I am already a disaster.

No, that's not right...

Chen Ling knew that he was the disaster, one of its many consciousnesses… Strictly speaking, he was the disaster himself, so there was naturally no such thing as "becoming a disaster", but when his pitch-black hands grabbed other audience members, he realized that something was wrong.

Even from the perspective of biology, Chen Ling is already a disaster, but as Zhao Yi mentioned just now, he and Chaozai are not fighting in the real world, but are entangled in "consciousness".

On a conscious level, Chen Ling has never considered herself a disaster.

“Only disaster can defeat disaster… Then how can I become a disaster?” Chen Ling’s mind kept on thinking about everything related to the ridicule, trying to find a way out, its teasing, its watching, its manipulation, its guidance, its deception…

Suddenly, a picture emerged in Chen Ling's mind.

"It's not about 'fighting', but about 'annexation'..."

Chen Ling's body was dragged by several audience members to the edge of the stage. Those audience members did not seem to expect that Chen Ling still had the strength to resist, so they wrestled with Chen Ling's hands and tried to push her down directly.

At this moment, Chen Ling's body suddenly twisted in mid-air, and using her feet to gain leverage from the edge of the stage, she flipped directly behind the crowd, and then took the opportunity to knock two audience members off the stage and into the audience seats.

The only audience member who was not knocked off the stage punched Chen Ling in the face, but the latter nimbly avoided the blow and then used her weight to pounce on him and herself, knocking him to the ground...

Chen Ling lay on the audience and struggled to get up. In the dim light, his eyes flashed with unprecedented ferocity and madness!

"I am... Disaster!!"

Chen Ling growled, and with both hands he held the spectator's head and shoulders, and bit his neck! !

The sharp teeth cut the audience's throat. Chen Ling pressed on him and gnawed his body frantically. The audience kept struggling, his scarlet eyes full of fear!

At this time, Chen Ling no longer had any human features, but instead looked more like a ferocious disaster. The audience members who were pinned down and bitten madly by him seemed to have become the "broilers" he had once been, an unprecedented delicacy.

Chen Ling was gnawing on the disaster... just like the disaster was gnawing on other disasters in the Ghostly Abyss.

This is aggression and hegemony of the superiors against the inferiors!

Compared with the "broiler" at that time, the audience's body was a little raw, perhaps because it was not roasted with fire. But even so, while Chen Ling was biting it frantically, a force was being swallowed into his body and flowing into every corner of his body.

The original fatigue gradually faded away, and the injuries on the body were slowly recovering. Chen Ling felt that some changes had taken place in his body, and his strength was surging like never before!

stab-

The spotlight flickers,

A black figure in a complicated costume stood up from the remains of his companions on the ground. He chewed the weirdness in his mouth fiercely while staring at the audience around him. His eyes were already stained with a hint of red...

"Is this 'annexation'..." Chen Ling licked his lips and rushed towards the wriggling wave of black shadows like a sharp sword!

"It feels...not bad."

After seeing Chen Ling eating the audience, the rest of the audience were stunned for a moment. Then, seeing Chen Ling rushing over, they were a little panicked for a moment... But relying on the advantage in numbers, they easily submerged Chen Ling.

But at this time, Chen Ling had given up his previous hand-to-hand fighting style. He was like a fearless jackal, constantly shuttling through the crowd. Every time he passed by a spectator, he would bite him like crazy. No matter how other spectators punched him, he seemed not to feel it. His eyes, emitting a faint red glow, were full of excitement and greed!

……

The infinite realm.

Red and black flames suddenly burst out from Chao's body like an explosion. The "figure" that was originally fighting Jian Changsheng with one hand suddenly froze in place, as if it had turned into a burning fireman.

"what's the situation??"

Jian Changsheng, who had saved his life, was breathing heavily. When he saw this scene, surprise appeared in his eyes.

The murderous aura of the demigod dissipated beside him, and Jian Changsheng was also approaching his limit, but he did not dare to relax completely. Instead, he stood in mid-air with gritted teeth, vigilantly looking at the chaotic Chao Zai, as if ready to fight again at any time.

"This..." Even Zhao Yi, who was teaching Chen Ling just now, was stunned.

He and the Skeleton Wolf looked blankly at the Jade of Disaster shrouded in flames and asked uncertainly, "Will a normal [Death Slash]... have such a reaction?"

"... Never heard of it." Skeleton Wolf was puzzled, "What on earth did he do?"

"Did I not express myself well enough just now?"

Zhao Yi scratched his head.

"But judging from the current situation... the result should be good."

As everyone was talking, the outline of the "figure" holding the red umbrella could no longer be seen. The raging flames seemed to cover it with anger. Even though the endless stream of red paper began to consciously block the flames, it seemed a little too late.

As Chen Ling devoured the audience frantically on the stage, more and more flames came out of his body. He couldn't even stay in the air and fell to the ground...

Han Meng and others frowned when they saw this. Just as they were about to step forward, Xiao Jian, who was wrapped in the murderous aura of a demigod, fell to the ground.

"Don't go over there!"

Jian Changsheng held the sword in one hand and protected everyone behind him, his bloodshot eyes fixed on the "figure" not far away.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes...

Chen Ling on the stage seemed to be possessed by some emotion and had completely forgotten everything about the outside world. At this moment, in his red eyes, the black shadows seemed to turn into lively "chickens", emitting a mouth-watering aroma.

From the moment Chen Ling started eating the audience, the shadows on the stage began to decrease at an alarming rate. They seemed to be afraid to approach Chen Ling, and disappeared one after another...

"Don't run! Don't run!!!"

The black shadow in the robe kept pouncing on the "chickens" around him. When he tore off the arm of an audience member, the latter disappeared directly on the stage... Chen Ling opened the huge mouth of the black shadow and bit the arm frantically, swallowing it into his stomach in two or three bites.

When he was about to look for his next target, Chen Ling suddenly looked back, only to find that the entire stage... was empty.

Chen Ling stood on the stage, holding a few severed fingers in his hands. His scarlet eyes were confused for a moment, and then a hint of ecstasy and mockery emerged... He suddenly laughed so hard that even his shoulders began to tremble.

"You are scared!! You are all scared!!"

"I said... the winner on this stage is only me... it can only be me!!! Hahahahahahaha..."