I'm not a drama god

boom--! ! !

When the shattered bones of the disaster splashed in front of Ji Xuan's eyes, he was stunned.

The wind howled, and a suffocating feeling of oppression filled every corner of the air. A figure draped in a red robe appeared like a god descending from the sky. With an expressionless punch, he directly crushed the enemy that he could not defeat even if he tried his best...

Ji Xuan's pupils reflected all of this clearly, including the calmness and casualness with which Chen Ling swung his fist, as if he was not fighting, but simply raising his hand to crush an ant to death.

Chen Ling smashed the disaster in front of him with a punch, then raised his arm slightly, and his palm turned into countless scarlet paper pythons, which wrapped around the other two skeleton disasters... Chen Ling's sudden attack and the aura of destruction emanating from him had frightened the two disasters. They prepared to escape without hesitation, but were still entangled by the red paper.

Their huge and seemingly indestructible bodies were crushed one after another as Chen Ling exerted a little force with his fingertips!

Bang bang bang——! !

The red robe with black patterns fluttered in the strong wind. Chen Ling's back looked like an unchallengeable mountain in front of the collapsing super-large disasters.

So strong...

Is this a truly strong person?

His future self would certainly be handsome, but he had never actually fought. At this moment, Chen Ling's back was deeply imprinted in Ji Xuan's mind. The figure in the red paper flying robe was the synonym of "powerful" in Ji Xuan's eyes.

Chen Ling didn't know that Ji Xuan behind him was looking at him with a look full of admiration. After casually crushing these third-level disasters to death, he turned around to look at Ji Xuan. The latter's face was as pale as paper and he was almost unconscious.

"Are you okay?" Chen Ling reached out to support Ji Xuan's shaky body.

The adrenaline brought by the life-or-death situation gradually faded. After Ji Xuan relaxed, his consciousness quickly blurred, but a sincere smile still curled up at the corner of his bloodstained mouth:

"Director Chen..."

"I can swing the sword... I can kill the enemy..."

"I...will become a hero of mankind."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Xuan's head drooped slightly and he fell into a coma.

Chen Ling stared at him blankly for a moment, then gave a helpless smile... Xuan Yujun was indeed different from ordinary people.

Chen Ling carried Ji Xuan on his back and immediately turned around to rush towards Wu Tongyuan and the others!

The wind whistled in Chen Ling's ears, but because he was carrying the unconscious Ji Xuan on his back, he didn't use the same drastic speed as before. However, as he gradually approached the landing point, fine cracks began to spread in the surrounding area...

Seeing this scene, Chen Ling's heart skipped a beat.

These cracks had not appeared when he arrived just now, and judging from the direction of the lines, the core area was exactly in the direction where Wu Tongyuan and others were... At the same time, a powerful aura surged over from afar!

After running closer, Chen Ling saw it clearly.

A massive, dark shadow had loomed in the center of the cracked earth. Willow branches, like tentacles, danced wildly in the air. Its thick trunks resembled ferocious, black pillars growing from the ground, each inlaid with eerie eyes...

Eighth level disaster? !

How could an eighth-level disaster appear here? !

Chen Ling's mind was trembling wildly. Judging from the appearance of this thing, it was most likely a disaster from the Bitter Flesh Forest... The thing Chen Ling was most worried about had happened.

In this era when the Earth and the Gray Realm have not yet intersected, the human aura is too conspicuous in the Gray Realm. Ji Xuan had just landed, and within a few minutes, he attracted two waves of disasters. And Wu Tongyuan and the other three had been standing there for so long, how was it possible that no disasters noticed them?

In fact, when Wen Ruoshui told him not to worry about them and to go and rescue Ji Xuan immediately, Chen Ling was worried about this problem... But because it was Wen Ruoshui's decision, he carried it out without hesitation. However, he didn't expect that this time he successfully rescued Ji Xuan, but Wu Tongyuan and the other two were targeted by an eighth-level disaster!

Chen Ling looked intently at the tip of the willow disaster tree. Sure enough, there were two wriggling human figures wrapped in willow branches, with black blood seeping out from the inside out. There was no trace of life left in it... And on the last willow branch, Wen Ruoshui, who was covered in blood, seemed to have reached his limit.

Seeing this scene, Chen Ling's pupils shrank slightly!

"Wen Ruoshui!!" Chen Ling yelled, "What are you waiting for?"

At the same time,

Wen Ruoshui, who was hanging on the edge of the willow tree, also saw Chen Ling rushing back.

At this moment, the tension in his eyes finally relaxed. His body was severely deformed by the fractures, and the pain made beads of sweat appear on his face... But even so, he still muttered:

"4 minutes and 56 seconds..."

Chen Ling's figure was still rapidly approaching here. At the same time, a terrifying aura of destruction surged from his body. Mighty red clouds instantly covered the sky, as if an angry and brutal beast was rushing towards the eighth-level disaster with dancing willow branches.

A familiar blue light flickered in the air.

……

Above the desolate gray world.

"I understand!" Wu Tongyuan suddenly said,

"There have been three groups of creatures here. The first group was relatively light..."

"Cough cough cough cough..."

Before Wu Tongyuan finished speaking, a violent cough was heard from the side. Wen Ruoshui, who was originally fine, suddenly turned pale, blood began to flow from the corners of his eyes and nose, and he fell to the ground.

The people around were stunned, and then immediately surrounded him!

Chen Ling was the fastest. He held Wen Ruoshui's back and supported her in mid-air.

"Dr. Wen, what's wrong with you?"

Wen Ruoshui stared blankly at the sky above her head, a trace of bitterness appearing on her bloodstained face...

After two consecutive failures, Wen Ruoshui was the only one who could retain his memory. He knew where Ji Xuan was and that he was in imminent danger. If they worked together to rescue him, Ji Xuan would eventually die at the hands of the disaster. However, if Chen Ling went alone, the eighth-level disaster that was always hiding nearby would kill all three of them...

Wen Ruoshui knew everything, but how should he tell Chen Ling?

On one side is Ji Xuan who is on the verge of death, and on the other side are the three of them who may be killed instantly by the eighth-level disaster at any time. If they choose one side, they will die in the other side... For Chen Ling, this is no less than a brand new trolley problem.

After all, the three of them are too weak... Now they can only become a burden to Chen Ling.

It seemed as if he saw something from Wen Ruoshui's eyes.

Chen Ling spoke in a deep voice:

"Dr. Wen..."

"Dr. Wen! Look at me!"

Chen Ling's call brought Wen Ruoshui back to his senses. He saw those deep, ruby-like eyes, staring at him intently... Then came Chen Ling's calm and reassuring voice:

"Whatever you see, whatever happened in the past, do not be afraid..."

"Tell me everything."

"Believe me, I... will take care of everything."