I'm not a drama god

“Hoo-hoo-hoo…”

The aurora that flooded the earth gradually dissipated.

In the howling cold wind, Chen Ling, who was bleeding from all seven orifices, staggered and fell to his knees in the snow.

The hot breath exhaled from his lips was instantly frozen into fine ice mist. Chen Ling greedily gasped for the air that had survived the disaster, as if he wanted to release the pressure that had been squeezed in his heart for some time.

He won the bet.

From the southernmost to the northernmost, from the South Sea Realm to the Aurora Realm, from the complete form of the Mocking Disaster to the end of the road, in the end he still completed an impossible performance on this unattended stage... With a seventh-level body, he wiped out the Thinking Disaster.

This is the first truly world-destroying disaster that has killed mankind so far.

It wasn't Chen Ling who killed him,

But it’s Aurora-kun.

But if Si Zai had not chosen to merge with the ancestor of the Pu family, with its own strength and cunning, even if the fighting and game along the way were repeated, in the end, the regret of Aurora Lord would not be able to kill Si Zai so easily.

From this perspective, it was not Chen Ling or Aurora who killed Si Zai... but its arrogance and greed.

Chen Ling looked up at the sky.

At this moment, the aurora that had once filled the sky had dimmed immensely. All of Yang Xiao's backup plans had been exhausted, and the souls of the millions of residents who had once been engraved in the sky also began to gradually dissipate...

They had witnessed it all, but now, they were leaving.

The aurora is about to disappear.

Chen Ling's cracked lips parted slightly, her heart filled with complex emotions...

It was he who had brought Thought Disaster here, and it was he who had called upon Aurora-kun to take action. Even if it had been the souls' own decision to annihilate Thought Disaster, Chen Ling still felt guilty. After all, they had existed here for so long, and in the end, it was he who had led them to dissipation...

Do not……

and many more!

Chen Ling suddenly seemed to think of something, and a glimmer of light appeared in his gray eyes.

He raised his hand and grabbed at the nothingness beside him, his pale face showing an unprecedented seriousness...

After a while,

Pieces of scarlet petals gathered together from nothingness!

The petals spun in Chen Ling's hands, quickly outlined and reorganized. Within just a few seconds, a large red paper umbrella made of petals was gently held in his palm.

This is the ability Chen Ling gained after reaching the seventh level.

This seems to be the exclusive weapon of Zhaozai.

During the two previous times when he fully released the ridicule disaster, Chen Ling had seen this red paper umbrella in the images projected on the screen. It had the ability to contain an infinite number of souls, and in battle, it could consume the souls contained within, instantly unleashing terrifying destructive power... and the more souls there were, the greater the destructive power, and theoretically, there was no upper limit.

Not long ago, Chao Zai used this umbrella to contain a large number of disaster souls and scared off Ji Zai with one blow.

But putting aside the "soul-consuming" attack feature, isn't this big red paper umbrella a unique soul shelter in the world?

Chen Ling carefully sensed the power of the red paper umbrella. Just as he thought, the space inside it was infinite, and as long as Chen Ling wanted, he could conjure up anything in it. Chen Ling even found a large number of "purgatory areas" that tortured souls... The former ridicule disaster had become a nightmare in the hearts of countless creatures because of this big red paper umbrella.

This also made Chen Ling understand why dying at the hands of a scourge is far more terrifying than death itself.

"Aurora-kun has protected you for so many years. I can't let you disappear because of me..."

"If you trust me, you can live in this umbrella for a while."

"If there's a chance in the future..."

"Maybe you can reappear in the world."

Amid the frost-covered ruins, the actor in the costume slowly opened his red umbrella, like a bright red flower blooming in this dead world.

The next moment, the aurora that had originally dimmed and dissipated in the sky, as if receiving some kind of guidance, swirled towards the big red paper umbrella, and a large number of souls swarmed into the space inside the umbrella.

Chen Ling held the umbrella and looked up, only to see tiny lights underneath the inner surface of the umbrella, like stars dotted across the sky.

When all the souls were gathered into the umbrella, Chen Ling slowly folded it up and turned it into petals, disappearing into nothingness.

"Goodbye...Aurora City."

Chen Ling took a last look at the ruined city and muttered to himself.

He turned and left.

Even though most of the territory of the Forbidden Sea had been destroyed by the passing red star, the biting cold still filled the world. Chen Ling stumbled forward along the devastated land, and everywhere he looked, there were chaotic fragments of the gray world hanging in the air.

Chen Ling's vision was already blurry. After such a long and intense pursuit, coupled with his extreme mental exhaustion, he had just forcibly activated his seventh-level ability to contain the soul of Aurora City...

His tiny figure staggered in the gray world, staggering like a drunk. Any disaster that came at this time might cost him his life.

Chen Ling's legs moved mechanically, and his consciousness gradually faded. He didn't know how long he had been walking before his vision went black...

"broken……"

The last thought in Chen Ling's mind at this moment was to pray that no disaster or human beings would approach.

He didn't believe in disasters, nor did he believe in humans. If he collapsed completely defenseless in this far northern wilderness, it would be like completely entrusting his life to the gods. But no matter how much he didn't want to, there was nothing he could do. His body had reached its limit.

puff-

Chen Ling fell to the ground.

The cold wind howled, and the hem of the red robe with black patterns fluttered silently in the wind...

At the end of the horizon, a disaster that had just escaped from the Tianshu Realm was walking dejectedly on the broken earth. Then, as if it smelled the scent of blood, it suddenly turned its head towards a certain direction not far away.

It was a little confused and a little surprised, and approached the bloody figure lying on the ground cautiously.

at this time,

A red line instantly crossed the sky.

The disaster was still moving forward, but its head had already rolled to the ground, blood splattering on the ground. There was still confusion and fear in the eyes of its severed head!

Everything in front of it was gradually shrouded in darkness. Just as it was about to die, it saw a girl in a black dress, holding a red thread in her hand, walking slowly towards it.

The red line swayed gently in the void, and the other side of the red line in the girl's hand was connected to Chen Ling who had fainted on the ground in the distance.

She stopped in front of Chen Ling.

"Master... I found him." Liu Qingyan's voice rang out in the wind.

Behind her, a graceful figure in a grey robe walked out slowly. A complex look flashed across her eyes as she looked at the fallen figure.