I'm not a drama god

Rumble, rumble——

A low roar sounded from outside the Tianshu Realm.

The people who were relying on the Tower of Babel to frantically resist the disaster wave in the Sighing Wilderness felt the ground beneath their feet shaking violently, and even the buildings in the realm were shaking violently, as if they would collapse at the next moment.

Although tremors had also occurred when the disasters in the Sighing Wilderness trampled on the earth before, the violent tremors at present were not of the same magnitude as those caused by the Sighing Wilderness. It was as if there was a dragon twisting and shuttling underground, and it could easily turn this realm upside down.

"What happened?? An earthquake?"

"I've never heard that the disaster in the Sighing Wilderness could cause an earthquake of this magnitude?"

"Is it my illusion? Why do I feel like the epicenter is moving?"

"and many more……"

"The vibration is coming from outside the realm!"

"..."

The craftsmen of the Tower of Babel seemed to realize something and immediately brought out a giant telescope from the top of the tower. After adjusting the direction, they looked in a certain direction outside the Tianshu Realm...

The next second, everyone was stunned.

"That...that's..."

Billowing smoke and dust rose from the land outside the Tianshu Realm, like a huge roar of sand and gravel, rushing forward with a roar, filling every corner of the world.

Countless terrifying abyssal cracks on the ground were spreading wildly, as if something was coming from the north from the ground, brushing past the edge of the Tianshu Realm and rushing straight in the other direction!

The abyss crack only passed by the Tianshu Realm, and the vibration it caused almost led to the collapse of thousands of buildings, and even the Tongtian Tower was on the verge of crumbling!

That is the end of the earth, that is the roaring of the abyss;

The builders of the Tower of Babel had never seen anything like it.

"The scarlet ruler of the ghost-taunting abyss, the faceless king who mocks fate." Inside the Tower of Babel, an old man muttered to himself, "The last calamity territory that has been dormant for so long has finally moved..."

"The Ghost-Mocking Abyss is also joining the battlefield? Do we still have a chance to survive?" Everyone's heart felt as if it had sunk into an icy cave.

"No, it's not targeting us."

"...Then which realm are they targeting?"

The old man looked in the direction of the cracks in the ground and was slightly startled.

"strangeness……"

"In that direction, there should only be..."

……

South China Sea boundary.

"Damn it..." Pu Xiachan dragged his tired body and staggered on the devastated streets.

Her eyes fell on the sides of the street, where the bodies of the Pu family members were already bloody and covered with forbidden spells. Their faces were extremely pale...

The Pu family members who had fought their way out of the siege with her not long ago have been killed one after another under the endless attacks of disasters. There are too many disasters in the Forbidden Sea. Every time they pass through a street, they have to go through two or three battles. Even Pu Xiachan is on the verge of exhaustion.

She looked at the South China Sea area that had completely turned into a paradise of disaster, and felt a little dazed for a moment.

She grew up in the South China Sea and her feelings for this place can no longer be expressed in words. Now she has to watch her home fall into ruins but can do nothing about it. Anger, powerlessness and bitterness surge in her heart.

Whoosh! !

At this moment, a red flare rose from a distance and rushed into the sky.

The moment she saw the flare, Pu Xiachan was slightly stunned, her fists clenched silently...a struggle appeared on her face.

In the moment when Pu Xiachan was distracted, a black shadow leaped out from the mirror-like reflection of the ice and frost. A long, thorny fish with a pitch-black body covered with spells rushed towards the back of Pu Xiachan's neck at an astonishing speed, like an assassin hidden under the water!

When Pu Xiachan felt the cold, it was too late. She looked back in surprise, and the sharp thorns of disaster were already before her eyes!

puff--

A slight gunshot was heard in the distance.

The deconstructed bullet instantly annihilated the thorny fish into nothingness. It was not until the cold wind mixed with the fishy smell brushed across Pu Xiachan's cheek that she came to her senses belatedly...

She looked behind her.

The law enforcement officer's windbreaker fluttered in the cold wind. Han Meng held a black pistol that he had taken from the corpse of the Nanhai police, and looked at the burning flare in the air:

"The flare has been raised, indicating that the last inter-realm train is ready... It's time for us to leave."

"leave……"

Pain appeared on Pu Xiachan's face, "...I don't want to be a deserter!"

"Leaving now won't count as desertion."

"No! You don't understand, this is desertion!" Pu Xiachan's eyes were red, "I grew up here, this is my home... Now my home has been occupied by the disaster, and my friends who I grew up with were also killed by them, I can't just leave like this!!"

The howling wind and snow brushed across Han Meng's cheeks, and he fell silent.

I do not know how long it has been,

He looked at Pu Xiachan's broken eyes and spoke softly:

"I understand..."

Pu Xiachan was slightly startled.

She looked at the law enforcement officer's windbreaker fluttering in the wind and snow in front of her, and finally remembered something, her eyes were extremely complicated.

Yes... In this world, perhaps no one understands this feeling better than Han Meng.

The same forbidden sea, the same bone-chilling cold. When the disaster rushed into the land of the Aurora Realm, everything he had once protected was trampled and shattered before his eyes... He had experienced the same thing once before.

"When there is still hope, abandoning your companions and the people and leaving is called desertion..." Han Meng paused for a moment.

"The South Sea Boundary has now become a dead city. You have done your best. Even if you stay and risk your life to kill one or two more disasters, what will that mean?

Don't forget, you are the owner of the Tongtian Star, the hope of the new generation of mankind. So many people have high hopes for you. If you die here, then everything they have done will be in vain...

If you cannot die together with these disasters, then save your own life first and look for a chance to take revenge later."

Pu Xiachan lowered her head. She struggled in her heart for a long time, but finally nodded.

Han Meng said nothing more and quickly rushed to the direction where the flare was raised with Pu Xiachan. It was unknown how many surviving combat forces were left in the South China Sea boundary, but Han Meng estimated that only a few could reach the location of the boundary train.

Fortunately, Han Meng and Pu Xiachan were both very strong and they cooperated with each other to break out of the siege on several streets.

"and many more."

As they were about to reach the boundary train, Han Meng suddenly caught sight of something out of the corner of his eye and stopped.

Pu Xiachan followed Han Meng's gaze and saw a hand exposed in the collapsed ruins. The cuffs of a wanderer's robe looked familiar to Han Meng...

Han Meng walked forward and directly lifted up the heavy stone wall above him, and the unconscious Zhao Yi came into his sight.