I'm not a drama god

Xiao Sheng was stunned, and he suddenly took a step back:

"No... I'm not going to the Spirit Void Realm! I'm not going anywhere!"

"In the face of disaster, we must set aside personal interests and prioritize the fate of humanity." The man spoke solemnly, "If the Spirit Void Realm fails, everyone will die, including you and your family..."

"I don't care about your fate! My mother is still sick in bed. If I leave, who will take care of her?!" Xiao Sheng shouted. "My brother is gone. I'm the only pillar of this family now! I'm not going anywhere!!"

The man seemed used to rejection; he exchanged a glance with his companion.

"Take it away."

"I'm telling you, I don't know anything..."

boom--! !

With a strong hand striking the back of his head, Xiao Sheng's eyes rolled back, and he fainted on the spot in the man's arms.

Just as the two were about to carry Xiao Sheng away, a rustling sound came from inside the house, followed by a painful and sharp scream!

"Where are you taking my child???"

The two turned around and saw a haggard figure leaning against the door frame, his eyes fixed on Xiao Sheng behind them, like an angry lion.

“Auntie, he’s going to the Spirit Void Realm.” The man’s voice was as gentle as possible. “Humanity needs his power.”

"No...you can't take him away!! You've already taken my husband away from me, you can't take Xiao Sheng away too...he's just a child!!" the mother screamed, nearly collapsing.

"When the nest is overturned, no egg remains unbroken... Auntie, I'm sorry."

The man bowed to his mother, then turned and continued walking into the rain.

"Do not……"

"Do not!!"

The mother's eyes widened, and disregarding her illness, she stumbled out of the house!

"You can't take him away!!"

"His brother... his brother is a hero of the Hidden Cloud Realm!"

"How could you take away the hero's brother... Give him back... Give him back!!"

“My husband went to the Spirit Void Realm, my eldest son died for the Hidden Cloud Realm, if you take Xiao Sheng away too… I will truly have nothing left… nothing left!!”

"I beg you, I beg you... please give Xiao Sheng back to me..."

The two people in the rain trembled slightly, but did not stop walking.

They were moving so fast that no matter how hard her weakened mother tried, she couldn't catch up with her... She stumbled and ran for less than a hundred meters in the rain before her legs gave way and she collapsed to the ground with a thud.

But this time, no one came to help her.

The torrential rain poured down, and endless despair mingled with the rainwater, engulfing her. She lay twisted on the ground, writhing in pain as if she were suffocating...

She could only open her mouth, letting all her emotions rush to her throat.

"Aaaaaaaaaa!!!"

A desperate and piercing scream, like the final lament of a drowning person, echoed beneath the sky.

……

"Ugh……"

Raindrops pattered against the plaque of Jinghong Tower. A soft sigh drifted from the second-floor railing.

“The Hidden Cloud Realm is finished.” Square Q frowned slightly. “I don’t know what the Hidden Cloud Lord was thinking… The situation in Hidden Cloud is already like this, and he still wants to overdraw and conscript troops.”

“Right now, the old, weak, sick, and disabled in the Hidden Cloud Realm are being held up by just a few young people. If they leave… I’m afraid many, many people will die.” Plum Blossom J also spoke in a deep voice.

"If I were one of these people, I would skin Lord Cangyun alive," Red Heart J sneered.

"But it doesn't matter... it has nothing to do with our Twilight Society anyway."

"Not necessarily. Judging from the current situation, we can already prepare to gather the members to send off the Hidden Cloud Realm."

"It's no use. Lord Cangyun can live on forever thanks to Lord Nanhai's blood. Even if all the people of the Cangyun Realm die and it becomes an empty city, he will not die... Even if we can send the realm to burial, we can't encoffin Lord Jiu, so it's all for nothing."

While several members were talking upstairs, Chen Ling, dressed in an opera costume, was resting with her eyes closed at the tea table on the first floor.

Only Chen Ling herself could see that a distorted divine phantom was being outlined in the void beside her.

Chen Ling looked up and saw that the eerie crimson divine star still hung in the sky... Now, he stood high at the front of this divine path to heaven, and the once unreachable star was now much closer.

With each advancement, Chen Ling reclaims a portion of the power of the Calamity. He is now standing in the middle of the seventh step, and just a few more steps will allow him to touch the stars.

Previously, Chen Ling had no real sense of the full power of the Mocking Disaster, but after being toyed with by it so many times in the save file, he had come to deeply understand just what kind of power it was...

He stood on the steps, slowly reaching out his hand, as if to grasp the strange star in the sky... as if he wanted to hold it completely in his palm.

"One day, I will completely control you."

Chen Ling murmured to herself.

He looked down and saw that he had reached the eighth step. Just one more step forward and he would complete the ascent...

In front of him, a line of small characters was clearly visible on the ground.

[The first apocalyptic performance was completed in front of at least 50,000 people.]

Upon seeing these words, Chen Ling's heart stirred slightly...

His gaze was somewhat complicated.

No one knew what he was thinking at that moment. He simply stood there silently for a long time, then waved his hand, and the divine phantom beside him dissipated like wisps of smoke.

When he opened his eyes again, the hot tea on the table had just returned to room temperature.

Just as Chen Ling was about to get up, three tense auras erupted simultaneously from the second floor of Jinghong Tower!

The Queen of Diamonds, the Jack of Hearts, the Jack of Clubs... These three seemed to have spotted an extremely powerful enemy on the second floor, and without hesitation released all their aura, as if to intimidate or to warn.

Chen Ling frowned.

slam-la-

The rain outside Jinghong Tower grew increasingly violent.

Dense, heavy raindrops pounded the earth, the roaring sound of the rain seemed to drown out everything, even the rampant aura of the three members of the Twilight Society on the second floor of Jinghong Tower was gradually swallowed up and isolated by the rain...

Creak, creak.

The floorboards and steps of the opera house made soft creaking sounds.

Chen Ling didn't move. He knew who the person was, and he also knew that the person wouldn't harm the three members of the Twilight Society... This torrential rain that submerged everything was just a means for him to isolate the area from the outside world.

Dense raindrops, like white ribbons, flowed continuously outside the opera house. After a moment, a figure slowly emerged from the misty vapor.

Although the man came from the rain, not a single drop of water remained on him. He stepped lightly across the threshold of Jinghong Tower, like a newcomer, his steps quiet and steady.

Chen Ling sat quietly at the table, watching the figure, and calmly spoke:

"I should call you Qi Muyun..."

"still……"

"Lord Cangyun?"