I'm not a drama god

On the barren grey land, a red figure was speeding along, stepping on a centipede.

Chen Ling left the centipede army in the Fusion Sect, and took a centipede as a means of transportation, and quickly rushed to the South China Sea Realm... But because the Fusion Sect was located too deep in the Gray Realm, even for Chen Ling, it would take a long time to arrive.

Chen Ling stood on the centipede's back, looking down at Xiao Tao who was breathing heavily in her arms, the solemnity in her eyes becoming more intense.

Xiao Tao was still unconscious, and Chen Ling could clearly feel that her body temperature was rising. The surface of her body was glowing a strange purple color, as if something was eating away at her vitality beneath her flesh and blood.

"King Chen Ling, Xiao Tao..."

Xiaobai's worried voice came from the shadow.

Chen Ling thought for a moment, raised his fingertips, and a ray of hazy starlight lit up from nothingness. Following his guidance, it flowed into Xiao Tao's body little by little.

Although Chen Ling has many abilities, he cannot heal. The only thing related to healing is the sacrificial dance. However, he is different from Shen Nan. Chen Ling's sacrificial dance is a fusion of the aura of the twisted drama and the land of sacrifice. It is a crazy version of Nuo. Once it is activated, he cannot control the intensity, and the price he pays is unbearable.

So, now he can only hope that Lu Xun's starlight can control Xiao Tao's condition.

As the starlight flowed into Xiaotao's body, the faint purple color under her skin was dissipated a little, as if it was under control, and Xiaotao's body temperature did not continue to rise.

Seeing this, Chen Ling finally relaxed a little.

The poison in Xiaotao comes from the disaster and is also part of "evil". Xinghui can suppress it temporarily, but to cure her completely, more professional medical means are needed.

In the dim light, Xiao Tao's eyes slowly opened...

"Chen Ling...big...brother?"

Xiao Tao's face was full of fatigue, as if she had just experienced a brutal fight. She vaguely saw the figure hugging her and was slightly startled.

"Xiaotao, how do you feel?" Chen Ling asked.

"I... I feel so bad, my whole body aches... I think I have a fever..."

"It's more than just a fever! Xiao Tao, you almost scared me to death." Xiao Bai's voice rang out, "If it wasn't for King Chen Ling, I was afraid you would have just..."

"Where are we...now?"

"On the way to the South China Sea." Chen Ling said calmly, "You can sleep for a while. When we get to the South China Sea, I will find someone to rescue you."

"South Sea Realm...?" Xiao Tao was a little worried, "But will the doctors in the human realm treat us fusionists?"

Chen Ling frowned slightly.

"Don't worry, with the king here, there will be no problem." Xiaobai was full of confidence in Chen Ling, "The king is a hero in the human realm. When we get to the South China Sea realm, there will definitely be someone to help us."

"Oh..." Xiao Tao's voice was as soft as a mosquito, but she was obviously relieved. She curled up weakly in Chen Ling's arms.

A hero from the human realm...

When Zhao Yi wrote these stories, he probably never thought that one day the Fusion Sect would move to the human realm. Now all the children of the Fusion Sect regard Chen Ling as an omnipotent red-robed god, the hope that can save them from the darkness...

But Chen Ling knew very well what role he played in the human world.

After a long silence, Chen Ling finally spoke:

"I'm not a hero, that's just a story Zhao Yi made up."

Xiao Bai was startled, then responded, "My king, don't be modest. You are the king of the Ghostly Abyss. You are a world-destroying disaster, but you care about humanity and personally rescued us from the Crimson Sky Cult... If you are not a hero, who is a hero in this world?"

Xiaobai quickly seemed to realize something and nodded repeatedly:

"Oh, I see... The king wants to keep a low profile, I understand... I won't say anything more."

Chen Ling:......

Xiaobai has already merged the disaster of the Ghost-Mocking Abyss, and has a natural admiration filter for Chen Ling. In addition, Chen Ling has indeed helped the fusion faction many times, so the image of a hero has long been deeply rooted in him... It is not so easy to change their perception now.

Chen Ling wanted to say something, but she found that Xiao Tao, who had just woken up, fell asleep in her arms again...

He did not speak again, but continued on his way quietly.

I do not know how long it has been,

At the end of the monotonous and desolate land in the distance, some changes finally appeared.

The dark earth was divided by some winding lines, and light gray waves were surging in the sky. Chen Ling had come to the end of this land, and in the distance was the endless gray ocean.

This was not the first time that Chen Ling had seen the sea of ​​the Gray Realm. On the way to the Bingdao Ancient Treasure, he had crossed the frozen sea. However, the sea before him was different from the sea in the north. There was no biting cold wind, nor surging ice, only surging gray waves that undulated continuously.

"The South China Sea boundary, is it really on the sea?"

Chen Ling got off the centipede and patted its head, signaling that it could go back. After all, the centipede couldn't swim, so Chen Ling had to walk the rest of the way by himself.

As the centipede burrowed into the ground, Chen Ling held Xiao Tao in his arms, leaped up with the Cloud Step, and crossed the sea.

This time he didn't need to follow the tracks of the boundary train. After studying in the Fusion School for half a year, if he didn't even know the coordinates of the nine boundaries, then his studies would be in vain...

After identifying the direction and walking forward for a distance, Chen Ling saw a huge monster standing on the sea.

It was a mountain, a turtle-shell-like mountain, like a steel dome crawling on the sea, reaching up to the clouds, and covering an area no less than an entire province. Even though it was dozens of kilometers away, its size still shocked Chen Ling...

And around this steel dome, you can see several very thin lines, running through the sea surface and connecting to its interior. It was not until Chen Ling got closer that he could see clearly that those "thin lines" were actually the tracks of the boundary train.

How did they lay train tracks on the sea?

Chen Ling was very confused.

"Is this the South China Sea boundary?" Xiao Bai saw this scene for the first time and couldn't help but ask, "It's so big... It looks like a giant turtle shell."

Chen Ling stood under the lead-gray sky, pondering how to enter this steel dome. The sky and the ground were sealed by the steel dome. The only way to get in was through the door...

But if there is no one inside to help, walking through the door openly will definitely be discovered by the South China Sea boundary...

Just as Chen Ling was thinking hard, a roaring whistle sounded from a distance.

I saw a boundary train slowing down along the sea rails and heading straight towards a small gate in the South China Sea boundary. As the train approached, the small gate slowly opened.

Chen Ling's eyes lit up.