I'm not a drama god

boom--! ! !

A deafening roar came from the depths of the Red Dust Prison.

The residents in the outer city were stunned and looked in that direction. The next second, the huge steel dome exploded like fireworks, with intense flames mixed with an eerie scarlet color, shooting into the sky!

"This……"

"what happens?!"

"Is it the prison...? The prison was attacked?"

"No way, isn't the Marquis in charge of the prison? Who could possibly hurt the Marquis?"

"Wait... why do I feel the ground shaking?!"

"..."

The residents of the outer city were stunned by this scene. They stared at the billowing smoke and wreckage of the steel dome in the distance, discussing amongst themselves...

Immediately afterwards, the ground beneath their feet trembled violently, and a hideous crack extended directly from the depths of the prison, instantly piercing through the entire outer city like a dragon. It was as if some force was tearing the entire prison apart, and even the outermost super high wall began to twist and deform!

Ode——! !

As the residents screamed in terror, a blur streaked across the sky like a shooting star!

It was moving so fast that the people couldn't even see what it was until it crashed into the outer wall with a bang, and spiderweb-like cracks instantly spread for kilometers before everyone could see it clearly...

The eighth-rank Southern Marquis who had been guarding the Red Dust Prison was now pinned to the wall by a folded red paper umbrella. Blood splattered on the wall, and extreme horror remained in his gradually darkening eyes!

Witnessing the death of the Nanhou, who was in charge of the prison, an unprecedented fear gripped the hearts of all the residents. They fled in panic, their cries and commotion echoing through the sky.

Dust billowed and drifted across the ruins of the steel dome...

Two bodies, almost severed at the waist, lay scattered in pools of blood. Just minutes before, they had been laughing and discussing the attackers' identities, but now they were dead victims of a boning knife.

They had no idea what they had gone through, and like Nan Hou earlier, their faces still bore traces of fear and despair.

At this moment, on the pool of blood, a theatrical robe fluttered gently in the bloody, cold wind.

Chen Ling gripped the last eighth-rank Marquis by the neck with one hand, lifting him into the air like a chick. Her ruby-like eyes were filled with indifference and sharpness.

"Why...?" The eighth-rank Marquis was covered in blood, and because Chen Ling had locked his neck, he couldn't even breathe.

"More than three hundred years ago, when you launched a surprise attack on the eight bases, killing people and seizing power... you should have expected this day to come."

Chen Ling spoke calmly.

The Eighth-Rank Marquis's eyes widened in fury. He didn't know where the strength came from, but he forcibly activated his divine path again. A chilling light of killing intent burst forth from the tip of his tongue and shot straight toward Chen Ling's face!

But the next moment, the cold light vanished mysteriously, as if its very existence had been forcibly denied...

at the same time,

As Chen Ling suddenly clenched her fist, the head of the eighth-rank Marquis flew into the air, and scarlet blood splattered on the ground like a fountain.

Gululu...

The heavy head rolled in the pool of blood.

The red paper tentacles that meandered and curled in the air gradually reformed into Chen Ling's palm.

A breeze carrying the scent of blood fluttered the hem of her opera robe. Chen Ling calmly glanced at the corpses beneath her, then slowly turned her head to look in a certain direction.

"I hope you'll like this long-awaited reunion gift..."

"...Ying Fu".

……

"Four marquises, their entire army wiped out?!"

"Judging from this, most of the other guards in the Red Dust Prison probably won't be able to hold out either..."

"Based on the message Nan Hou sent before his death, the attacker is very likely a world-destroying calamity!"

"what?!"

"Quickly! Stop him before he starts massacring civilians!"

"But if we rush over there now, will we really make it in time...?"

"..."

Several figures darted swiftly through the gray realm, their hearts sinking as they gazed at the distant, billowing smoke of the Red Dust Prison.

The news of the fall of the Red Dust Prison shocked the entire Chengtian Realm. Since they took over the major realms, no one had ever dared to attack any of the major prisons. Now, hearing that someone had forcibly broken into the Red Dust Prison and killed four eighth-rank Marquises in full view of everyone, they had already envisioned the most tragic and worst possible outcome.

If the Red Dust Prison were truly massacred, if Lord Red Dust were truly wiped out... the consequences would be unimaginable.

When these figures from the Chengtian Realm rushed into the Red Dust Prison, the scene before them took them slightly by surprise.

The Red Dust Prison's defenses against the Gray Realm remained intact. The towering city walls, aside from being shattered with numerous cracks, did not collapse. In the outer city, the imagined scene of rivers of blood did not materialize. The people seemed to have recovered from their fear, pointing and gesturing towards the distant steel dome.

Everyone was momentarily at a loss.

A world-ending calamity appeared like a ghost in the Red Dust Prison, piercing through all the prison's guards... yet it didn't slaughter a single civilian, nor even breach the outer walls?

This left everyone, who had already prepared for the worst, somewhat bewildered.

"Go and check the status of the mortal realm quickly."

While sending people to check on the situation of the people, they flew towards the shattered steel dome.

When they brushed away the smoke and dust covering the ruins and saw the situation below, their brows furrowed deeply...

Hundreds of steel chains that were originally connected to the mortal realm have now been severed by some force. The broken chains sway gently in the wind, and the thirty-six watchtowers have been reduced to ruins.

Several mangled corpses lay scattered and motionless in the pool of blood below.

"Look at that..."

One of them seemed to have discovered something and pointed in a certain direction.

Everyone turned to look at the same time, and saw two huge characters formed with scarlet blood on the shattered earth. Each stroke was sharp and powerful, like a blood-red sword of vengeance, dazzling their eyes...

--【dusk】.

……

Outside the prison of the mortal world.

On the desolate, dark earth, a figure draped in a theatrical robe walked slowly forward.

Thick smoke billowed from the Red Dust Prison behind him, and the noise and chaos penetrated the city walls into the Gray Realm... He saw those people from the Chengtian Realm rushing into the Red Dust Prison, but they did nothing.

He was like an unnoticed ghost, silently retreating from the chaotic stage he had built with his own hands.

The vermilion-colored earrings swayed silently.

Chen Ling took a deep breath... a strange glint appeared in her eyes.

"Liu Qingyan," he called softly.

Next second,

The void behind him churned violently, and the silhouette of a woman in a black dress emerged from it!

No one knew when she arrived. She stared at the figure in the opera robes before her, two streams of tears silently flowing down her cheeks… After what seemed like an eternity, she finally knelt on one knee, trembling, and respectfully spoke:

"Twilight Society, Ash King, Willow Light Smoke..."

"Greetings, Lord Red King."