I'm not a drama god

"Ah."

In the reflection of the window, the figure in the costume nodded slightly.

A pair of vermilion earrings swayed silently:

"It's time to leave."

After receiving this answer, Tian Xiaochen stood up without hesitation. He turned around and walked to his bedroom door, one hand on the door handle...

He seemed to have thought of something, and spoke with some concern:

"But my mother is still outside... If I go out like this, she will chase me back."

The red robe with black patterns fluttered without wind, but Chen Ling did not respond. When Tian Xiaochen turned around to look behind him, his figure had disappeared.

Tian Xiaochen was stunned. Before he could react, the next second, the bedroom door handle was turned from the outside.

Click——

The bedroom door slowly opened in front of Tian Xiaochen.

The woman who had just told Tian Xiaochen not to run around was standing at the door, with a faint red hue in her somewhat blurry eyes.

"...Mom?" A look of surprise flashed across Tian Xiaochen's face.

"I told you I would clear the way for you."

The woman muttered in a dreamy voice, "Don't worry, she's just sleepwalking. She won't remember anything when she wakes up."

In addition to Tian Xiaochen, this woman also had close contact with Chen Ling, who could make her fall into dreams directly through her thoughts.

Tian Xiaochen was shocked. In his eyes, Chen Ling's methods were simply too mysterious, but he did not waste time. He directly opened the locked door and rushed to the street.

At this time, heavy snow was falling in the Eternal Realm.

……

The embers of civilization, deep within.

"Chen Ling didn't buy cigarettes?"

rustle--

"Is Chen Ling in danger?"

沙——！

"Then it's no use for you to come to me... I can't easily leave the embers of civilization, and even if I did, I might not be able to help him."

Swish, swish, swish——

Wu Yi was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, nodding and shaking his head frantically, but he just couldn't fully express what he meant.

It simply connected its head and tail, and its appearance looked very similar to Wuji Jun's Eternal Realm. Then it spun around and approached Shen Qingzhu, making bursts of roars at the same time.

Shen Qingzhu held his chin with one hand and looked at it carefully for a long time...

"Chen Ling is in danger, and you're his most loyal subordinate. Are you worried sick about him now?"

Wu Yi: ...

Wu Yi changed his mind and bit the stone next to him. After chewing it for a long time, he finally made a vague human outline. He pointed his head at the stone and then at the red color on his body.

Shen Qingzhu raised his eyebrows:

"This is Chen Ling."

Wu Yi nodded frantically.

Then, it swallowed the stone into its stomach, pretended to be aggressive, and charged straight towards Shen Qingzhu!

Shen Qingzhu was shocked:

"You accidentally ate Chen Ling, and now you come to me, wanting me to open your stomach and let Chen Ling out?"

Wu Yi: ...

Wu Yi roared madly in anger. If he could speak human language, he would have been spitting out foul language by now.

"I don't understand this, pass it." Shen Qingzhu waved his hand.

Wu Yi: …………

Wu Yi racked his brains and began to think about how to express it next. At this moment, Shen Qingzhu seemed to have noticed something and frowned slightly.

He stood up from the broken stone, his eyes looking towards a certain direction of the embers of civilization, his expression gradually becoming serious.

"Something... is reaching deep into the embers of civilization."

Wu Yi became even more anxious, for he was afraid that if this person started a fight with the Eternal Realm, he would not know how to control his strength and would also implicate his own king!

Shen Qingzhu didn't care about Wu Yi's "You Draw, I Guess" at the moment. Six gray wings that covered the sky and the sun slowly opened from behind him... A terrifying pressure that did not belong to this world emanated from his body, causing Wu Yi to lose his mind and his vision began to go black.

The wings fluttered lightly, and the next second, Shen Qingzhu's figure disappeared without a trace.

……

"A breath that doesn't belong to this world..."

Wujijun gently rubbed the ashes in his hands and crushed them into countless fine particles under his fingertips. He carefully analyzed the ingredients in them, but found that it was impossible to synthesize them using any known materials.

This thing doesn't seem to be a product of nature, but rather seems to be condensed from some kind of power. But the strange thing is that this power does not belong to Shinto, nor to disaster, nor to the Nine Lords.

Shinto is the power that originally belongs to the Earth world, and Disaster is the power that belongs to the Gray World, but now there is an aura that is independent of both... In other words, the owner of this power comes from a third world outside of these two?

Could he be related to Red Star?

Why is he here?

What is his relationship with the Ghostly Abyss?

Just as Wuji Jun was lost in thought, a knight beside him suddenly exclaimed:

"Lord Wujijun! Look there!"

Wuji Jun looked at the location of the knight's finger, and saw that about a hundred meters away from their flank, a piece of nothingness suddenly collapsed like a black hole, and in just one or two seconds, the range of the collapse expanded several times!

A suction force erupted from the collapsing area, as if someone was pulling a rope from the side, tugging at the edge of the Eternal Realm, and even slightly changing the direction of the Eternal Realm's advance...

Wuji Jun frowned slightly.

The gravitational force of the collapse was indeed very strong, but in front of the vast Eternal Realm, it was just like an ant trying to shake a tree. With a little effort from Lord Wuji, he led the Eternal Realm out of the influence of the collapse and continued to move straight towards the depths of the ashes of civilization.

"What is that?" the knight asked in confusion.

"This is the scar left by the Red Star piercing the Gray Realm. Time and space are unstable," Wuji Jun replied calmly. "However, this level of spatial collapse will have little effect on a supermassive object like the Eternal Realm."

But Wuji Jun paused for a moment and added:

"Issue a notice in the Eternal Realm, asking everyone to stay in their homes and hold onto anything nearby... The Eternal Realm may be shaking."

"Yes!"

As the knight left, Wuji Jun's gaze once again fell on the ruins of the city in front of him.

The further forward you go, the more chaotic the city debris becomes: bicycles, dog leashes, ships, and even buildings seem to be embedded in space and frozen in the air. The "wreckage" is no longer limited to the ground, but is spread across every corner of the space.

The dense steel claws were like gold miners, constantly plundering these floating substances. These creations of civilization, which originally belonged to another world, were now thrown into the Eternal Palace and continuously transformed into "nutrients" to supply the Eternal Realm.

The more substances and materials he has, the stronger Wuji Jun's combat ability will be.

He looked at the void ahead where small collapses were constantly appearing, his eyes as calm as water:

"I want to see...what secrets this place hides."