I'm not a drama god

Even so, the scope of the collapse did not decrease at all, but instead expanded outward more violently!

Chen Ling turned his head to look at Wu Yi who was also struggling in the air. The two were only a hundred meters apart, but in Chen Ling's view, its movements were visibly slowing down. Each of the centipede's legs was swinging slowly like the oars of a rowing boat...

Chen Ling knew that it was definitely not that Wu Yi slowed down... but that the speed of their time flowed differently.

The two are only a hundred meters apart, but how could the speed of time flow be so different?

What the hell is this place!!

With Chen Ling's mortal body, it shouldn't be a problem for him to escape from the collapse, but Wu Yi's situation is more dangerous. His body is huge, and if the collapse continues to expand, he may eventually be swallowed up...

At this moment, a loud snap of fingers seemed to transcend the distorted time and space, suddenly ringing out in the dead silence!

Snapped--! !

The flying ashes and snow suddenly froze!

The terrifying gravitational force continued to spread from the direction of collapse, dragging the light and shadow away. At the end of the gradually dimming sky, two huge gray wings slowly opened...

It was a figure with wings on his back.

The moment she saw that person, Chen Ling's heart was slightly shaken!

The man glanced over here, waved his wings lightly, and the next moment his figure disappeared into thin air. All this happened so quickly that it seemed like his existence was an illusion... But Chen Ling knew very well that it was definitely not an illusion.

Because at this moment, the blurry and huge six-winged black shadow had blocked his vision.

"Are you... the Sixth Generation?"

A man's voice sounded calmly.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Ling felt a hand grabbing his wrist and dragging him directly out of the collapsing gravitational area!

After crossing a distance of several kilometers, Chen Ling, who was originally stuck in the quagmire, was dragged directly to the "ground" area. The terrifying gravity became negligible. The black-robed figure steadily controlled his body in mid-air, turned around and fell to the ground, raising a large cloud of dust and sand...

Chen Ling looked up, but did not see the six-winged figure again. Instead, a huge centipede figure seemed to be thrown out of the gravitational area by something and flew towards here accurately!

boom--! !

Wu Yi, who survived the disaster, twisted his body in the air, staggered and knocked down a building before he stopped.

It shook its head violently in the dust, fear still lingering in its eyes...

[My lord, what was that just now?! ]

Wu Yi couldn't help but neigh.

"...How should I know?" The black-robed Chen Ling answered angrily.

The black-robed Chen Ling did not get rid of his current state. His scarlet eyes stared vigilantly at the direction of the collapse, as if he was looking for the six-winged figure just now...

If nothing unexpected happens, the six-winged figure is the "Angel of Annihilation" recorded on the stone tablet of the Jiangtian Sect.

He is indeed here!

But he seemed to be talking to himself just now... Is he really a "human"?

While Chen Ling was thinking, the collapsed area that had trapped them suddenly expanded outward rapidly, releasing an extremely unstable aura as if it was about to explode. Then, a blinding white light shot up into the sky!

boom--! ! ! !

The white light seemed to contain enormous energy and exploded around with a roar, but an invisible curtain wall of floating ash and snowflakes seemed to surround it, locking the explosion area tightly, and the flickering light almost blinded people.

The explosion lasted for half a minute before the light slowly faded away. Ashes continued to fall from the sky, and the ruins of the city fell into silence again.

"……it's over?"

Chen Ling's eyes narrowed slightly.

Amid the ashes that were falling like snow, a six-winged figure flapped its wings and landed at the end of the road. He casually brushed off the dust on the corners of his clothes, and the pair of huge gray wings folded behind him, and finally disappeared completely without a trace.

It was not until this moment that Chen Ling could truly see his face.

He was a young man wearing a plain shirt with his sleeves casually rolled up to his elbows. He exuded a hint of unruly aura, but his slightly narrowed eyes were as mysterious as the abyss.

The moment she saw him, an indescribable sense of danger surged into Chen Ling's heart.

You know, the only ones who can threaten Chen Ling in the black robe now are the world-destroying level of disaster and human demigods, but the strange thing is that Chen Ling can neither sense the breath of disaster nor any divine way from him. As for the breath of the Nine Lords, there is no similarity at all.

Is it some kind of special way of destroying the world, or a divine way that can hide its own aura?

When Chen Ling frowned and thought, the man first glanced at Wu Yi, and then carefully looked at the dark Chen Ling a few times...

His expression was a little subtle:

"You look more scary than I expected."

Chen Ling in the black robe's heart skipped a beat, and subconsciously wanted to curse, but his reason managed to control the impulse.

Seeing that the young man in front of him did not show any murderous intent, Chen Ling took a deep breath and tried his best to calm himself down. The black on his body slowly faded away, and his robe returned to its scarlet color.

"...Thank you for your help, senior." Chen Ling in red swallowed the curse words and expressed her gratitude politely.

"You're early."

"what?"

"In the past, they would only come here after becoming demigods... You came too early, and your strength is not strong enough." The man glanced at Wu Yi beside him, "If I hadn't taken action, you and your men would have died in the 'civilization collapse'."

"them?"

Chen Ling keenly caught something, "Who are 'they'?"

The man looked at Chen Ling in surprise, as if he was surprised that he didn't even know this. He waved his hand and said calmly: "This is a matter between you two. It's not convenient for me to disclose it... Someone will tell you later."

Chen Ling's doubts grew stronger, but he tactfully did not ask further questions. Instead, he asked another question:

"Senior, where is this place?"

"Originally this place had no name. It was just a chaotic land forgotten at the end of the world, the last legacy of a pitiful world pierced by a red star... I call it 'the embers of civilization'."

"The Embers of Civilization?" Chen Ling murmured the name.

The man looked at Chen Ling for a while, and suddenly remembered something:

"May I have your name?"

"Chen Ling."

"Which one? The lonely one?"

Chen Ling was stunned, as if he didn't expect that this person would guess his name so immediately. After all, this character was very rare in names.

"Yes."

"Chen Ling...oh...I see..."

There was a hint of strange emotion in that person's eyes when he looked at Chen Ling.

"Senior, what did you mean by 'a pathetic world pierced by a red star'?"