I'm not a drama god

Chen Ling needs no further explanation.

The Twilight Society's pursuit was clear to everyone from the beginning: "Reverse the era, restart the world." But it was difficult for people to understand what these eight words really meant. Even Chen Ling took a very long time and went through many things before she could understand the weight that these words carried.

The insights, choices, pain, and confusion I've experienced along the way cannot be explained in just a few words.

Since Chen Ling has decided to carry the people of this world to the next, he can't possibly preach for ages before each person he kills, and then hesitantly cut off their head.

Villains always die from talking too much.

Chen Ling doesn't care what the world thinks of him. When he completes the reboot and, with the souls of the old world, witnesses the dawn of humanity in the new world... they will naturally know everything.

"Stop wasting your breath on him," Tu Tian said coldly. "His mouth is full of 'reboot' stuff... just like those Crimson Heaven Cult members! We misjudged him before; the Twilight Society is a bunch of lunatics!!"

Pu Xiachan pursed her lips, holding the lightning bolt in one hand, staring intently at Chen Ling... but ultimately did not make a move.

She seemed to be pondering Chen Ling's words.

slam-la-

As thunder roared from the dark clouds, the already torrential rain intensified.

If you look closely now, you'll notice an unusual touch of red mixed in with the heavy rain. Fine red raindrops streak across the air, shrouding the misty spray in a mysterious veil, making you irresistibly tempted to step into the rain.

Cui Ran subconsciously raised his hand and caught a few raindrops. As a toxin that numbed his nerves seeped into his body, his expression changed drastically.

"Oh no!! This rain is poisonous!!"

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the people at the Tongtian Star position changed drastically, and they all dodged backward, using the buildings or sheds on both sides of the street to cover their figures... Only Tu Tian, ​​who had entered a berserk state, stood fearlessly in the rain, holding his battle flag and confronting the figure in the opera robe!

Red raindrops, mixed with toxins, pattered against the surface of the large red paper umbrella...

Under the umbrella,

Chen Ling's eyes were calm, like a lake.

"Chen Ling!! Do you really intend to slaughter the entire Cangyun Realm?!" Tu Tian roared angrily.

Chen Ling snorted coldly, "You really don't understand the situation... Look at Li Shengmen, he's much smarter than you."

Tu Tian suddenly turned his head and saw Li Shengmen, dressed in black, standing under the stone pillar, indeed without saying a word... His eyes were fixed on Chen Ling, his gaze somewhat complicated.

Not everyone is as reckless as Tu Tian. Although Li Shengmen has just arrived in the Cangyun Realm, he has already seen the current situation of the Cangyun Realm... In fact, he has a clear understanding of the situation of all mankind.

Li Shengmen was originally in the Lingxu Realm, and he knew very well what it was like there now... At this moment, he suddenly realized why the Twilight Society had gathered so many human geniuses and legendary figures who had once held high positions.

The smarter a person is, the more experience they have, the better they can judge the future direction of humanity, and the stronger their sense of despair about this era will be.

Therefore, they will better understand and agree with what the Twilight Society pursues.

Honestly, given all the mess that's happened recently, if Li Shengmen hadn't already obtained the Heavenly Star Position and been bound to the human realm and its fate, he might have actually defected from the Hidden Cloud Realm and joined the Twilight Society instead...

"There's no point in saying all this." Li Shengmen took a deep breath and slowly raised his hand to grasp Chen Ling's.

"Different stances, different missions... Even if I can understand you, someone still has to steadfastly protect the human realm until the very end... You and we can only be enemies."

"Do it!!"

As Li Shengmen's hand suddenly clenched, Chen Ling's figure seemed to be marked with some kind of mark. In an instant, everything around her, including the rain mixed with toxins, changed direction and turned into a torrent that crashed into her!

With a gentle turn of the large red paper umbrella, countless red papers flew out from Chen Ling's opera robe, and a towering red cloud tornado tore everything apart!

This rain was originally Chen Ling's doing.

Slaughtering an entire street with a single strike is still too slow, and what Ghostly Abyss excels at most is poison.

Since that's the case, why not take advantage of this torrential rain to mix in the most potent toxins? Under the influence of neurotoxins, it would be enough to make any ordinary person who comes into contact with this rain curtain die painlessly within fifteen seconds... Moreover, for ordinary people, just inhaling a portion of the water mist would be enough to cause hallucinations, and then they would willingly walk into the rain.

This is not a heavy rain, but a world-destroying scythe. The moment the rain dissipates, the Hidden Cloud Realm will become a dead city.

Amidst the mingled red paper and rain, a glint of sword light, extremely well hidden, seemed to flash forth from a rift in time!

Its appearance came without warning, like a ghostly hunter lurking in the void, striking a fatal blow in the pause. Cui Ran's figure appeared at this moment, his sharp eyes filled with determination.

Generally speaking, Cui Ran's intervention signifies the end of the battle...

No one can withstand a sneak attack from a time assassin.

But this time was an exception.

The figure in theatrical robes, holding a large red paper umbrella in one hand, seemed to have foreseen Cui Ran's attack, and a red snake-like tentacle precisely locked onto Cui Ran's wrist...

At that moment, Cui Ran was stunned.

Time seemed to stand still around him, and he subconsciously looked up.

The vermilion earrings swayed in the wind. Chen Ling turned her head slightly and looked back, her eyes reflecting Cui Ran's horrified expression.

"you……!!"

Swish——! !

A red light obscured Cui Ran's vision.

Gollum-

A head fell to the ground with a thud.

Cui Ran's headless corpse crashed heavily into the puddle, splattering blood across the ground. Chen Ling, holding a boning knife in one hand, stood calmly in the pouring rain, umbrella in hand, her eyes fixed on the equally unseeing head at her feet…

"Old Cui!!!"

"Xiao Ran!!!!"

Heart-wrenching cries came from beyond the fluttering red paper, echoing across the sky.

Chen Ling seemed to have already deafened. He was simply staring at Cui Ran's eyes, which were gradually losing their luster, and the blood-red corpse of the young sect leader on the other side... Illusory ghosts floated out from their bodies and slowly approached Chen Ling.

They were puzzled, they were confused... they seemed to want to find an answer in Chen Ling's eyes.

Chen Ling was silent.

After an unknown amount of time, he parted his lips slightly, and a gentle, delicate voice echoed in the rain:

""I saw the sky crying","

""I heard your voice";"

""I smell longing blooming among the thorns","

""I came from the direction of sunset"..."