I'm not a drama god

The sleeves of the opera robe brushed against the void, producing a crisp sound that was difficult for ordinary people to discern.

This is a signal.

The moment the signal was sent, in an abandoned shop next to Jinghong Tower, a pair of sharp and playful eyes opened in the darkness!

Clang——! ! !

An exotic scimitar inlaid with strange diamonds flashed out from the tightly closed shop door like lightning, smashing the door to pieces. After spinning half a circle in the air, it plummeted straight down to the top of the carriage!

With a soft thud, the man who had rushed onto the roof of the carriage while cursing loudly was beheaded with a single stroke!

The slaughter was not over. As if guided by something, the scimitar circled around the carriage, beheading the three or four people at the forefront. Flashes of light streaked through everyone's eyes, making it impossible for them to see what was happening.

Gululu...

The scalding blood, like a fountain, drenched the people at the front. They stood frozen in place, in a deathly silence, with only a head with wide-open eyes rolling down in front of them.

A blood-smelling wind swept through the street, and before anyone knew it, a bronze-skinned young man was already standing on a carriage.

A few strands of golden hair were mixed among the white hair. As the breeze blew, the gold rings at the end of his braids clinked together, making a soft sound... He was shirtless, and with one hand he gripped the hilt of the golden scimitar. His fingers, covered with various rings, exerted a little force and pulled it off the roof of the carriage!

He stood proudly atop the carriage, like a perfect ancient Greek sculpture, looking down at the terrified crowd soaked in blood, a wicked smile playing on his lips.

"Why did you stop charging forward?"

"come……"

"keep going?"

The gruesome deaths of the first few people stunned the irrational crowd. At that moment, fear overcame their instinct for survival, and their thick, warm blood served as the best "sobering-up medicine."

"Murder...murder!!!"

"Who are you? How dare you kill someone in the street in the Hidden Cloud Realm?!"

"The Dragon Slayer and Lord Cangyun will not let you get away with this!"

"..."

Hearing the terrified shouts and accusations below, the figure on the carriage laughed arrogantly!

"who am I?"

"Hahahaha...you guys, look down at the ground!"

The crowd that had been huddled together now looked down... As they gradually retreated, they saw that the splattered crimson blood had now drawn the outline of a playing card on the ground around the carriage.

——【Heart J】.

Twilight Society...

Are they from the Twilight Society?!

At that moment, everyone's gaze towards the carriage changed.

They were indeed sick, and if they didn't receive timely treatment, they certainly wouldn't live much longer... But if they provoked the Twilight Society, they probably wouldn't even survive the next second... The headless corpses on the ground were the best proof of that.

J, the man on the carriage, looked down at the crowd with disdain, the scimitar in his hand gleaming with a deadly cold light. He pointed at the carriage below.

“You rabble…”

"We, the Twilight Society, want this carriage and the people inside."

"If you want to die... you can try taking another step forward."

In an instant,

The streets were deathly silent.

……

at the same time.

Inside the carriage.

Even though the outside world was in chaos, the carriage remained quiet. A pair of hands slowly and deliberately picked up a teacup, poured hot tea into an empty cup on the table, and gently handed it to Mr. Han, who was coughing weakly…

"Mr. Han, don't rush out and risk your life before you've fully recovered."

The carriage, which had previously housed only Mr. Han, now contained a figure sitting cross-legged. His pale blue hair was tied back, with a few loose strands falling casually to his temples. On his fair neck, a snake-shaped tattoo appeared both eerie and menacing.

"Cough cough cough cough..." Mr. Han took a sip of hot tea, which relieved him somewhat. He carefully examined the young man who appeared out of nowhere in the breeze, a complex look flashing in his eyes.

"You're... a member of the Twilight Society?"

"good."

The young man gently raised his hand and pushed a playing card in front of Mr. Han, saying in a low voice, "Queen of Diamonds from the Twilight Society. I have long admired Mr. Han's name."

"Why are members of the Twilight Society here?"

Mr. Han was somewhat puzzled.

Q looked at him quietly, smiling without saying a word.

Mr. Han seemed to realize something:

"The Red King... is he currently in the Hidden Cloud Realm?"

Instead of answering the question directly, Q Square smiled helplessly and said, "Mr. Han's entrance into the city was so grand that it was hard for Lord Red King not to notice it."

“It was my oversight. When I went to the Lingxu and Tianshu realms before, everything was normal... I didn’t expect that the situation in the Cangyun realm would have deteriorated to this extent.” A bitter look appeared on Mr. Han’s face. “I’ve made a fool of myself in front of the Red King.”

"Mr. Han has a connection with my Twilight Society, and Lord Red King will naturally not stand idly by."

Q raised his hand respectfully in a salute, then said in a tone that brooked no refusal, “Since Mr. Han is here, Lord Red King wishes to meet with you… If it is convenient for you, please come with us.”

Mr. Han gently lifted a corner of the curtain, revealing a pool of blood and a jumble of corpses beside the carriage. He then looked at the throng of people behind him, a bitter expression on his face.

"This is the Hidden Cloud Realm. How can we escape under everyone's watchful eyes?"

Q smiled slightly:

"That's none of Mr. Han's concern."

……

"Where's the dragon slayer?!"

"A member of the Twilight Commune committed murder!! Why is no one doing anything about it!?"

"..."

Amidst the shock of bloodshed and death, the people had finally snapped out of their earlier chaos and began to pursue the dragon slayers who were still arresting them.

The Dragon Slayers were also a bit stunned when the Twilight Society suddenly appeared out of the sky. They looked at each other in confusion for a moment... But after realizing that the Twilight Society members were really killing people indiscriminately, some of them couldn't help but shout and rush forward!

Seeing this, the red heart on the carriage roof narrowed its eyes, gripped its curved knife as if about to do something, when a soft knocking sound came from inside the carriage the next second.

The Jack of Hearts paused slightly.

He didn't draw his sword again, but instead calmly watched the approaching figures with his hands clasped in front of his chest...

"idiot……"

"If it weren't for Lord Red King's forbidding it, I would have chopped you all down, one by one."

A look of disdain flashed in Red Heart J's eyes, and his contemptuous voice reached the ears of the several Dragon Slayers. They were stunned for a moment, and the next second their killing intent surged, and their terrifying power almost compressed the air to the point of explosion!

However, just as they were about to touch the Jack of Hearts and the Chariot...

An endless stream of rose petals exploded right before their eyes!