I'm not a drama god

"Hey! Mo Lian!"

"Is this Twilight Society serious?!"

"The Chengtian Realm has already abandoned this place. They wouldn't be planning to defend these ruins and fight the Sighing Wilderness head-on, would they?!"

Wearing a pair of plastic slippers, Qinghuo nimbly weaved through the waves of calamity. Looking at the terrifying number of calamities around him, he couldn't help but shout at Molian beside him.

Mo Lian, holding his cane, stood rooted to the ruins like a nail, his eyes coldly watching the rapidly approaching skeletal calamity. One hand pressed against his top hat, while the other gripped his cane and swung it forcefully...

An invisible force erupted from his body, as if someone were swinging a skyscraper and crashing it onto the body of the Calamity, forcibly sending it flying dozens of meters before it fell heavily to the ground.

“You are not allowed to leave without the king’s order,” Mo Lian replied calmly.

"Tsk..."

Just as Qing Huo was about to say something, the slipper she had just stepped on slipped on the head of a giant skeletal crocodile slipped, and she immediately lost her balance. With a terrified scream, she fell downwards in a sorry state!

The skeletal crocodile under his foot erupted with murderous intent, immediately locking onto Qing Huo, who had fallen into its mouth. It opened its enormous jaws, ready to chew him into pieces.

"Fool!" Mo Lian was shocked when he saw this.

He wanted to make a move, but it was too late. Just as Qinghuo was about to be bitten to pieces, a sharp blade of light suddenly flashed and sliced ​​off half of the skeletal crocodile's mouth!

As Qinghuo plummeted downwards, flailing his limbs, a hand suddenly grabbed the back of his collar and lifted him into the air like a chick...

Qing Huo was taken aback.

He turned around and saw a figure adorned with gold jewelry, holding a curved sword in one hand and grabbing him by the collar with the other, scrutinizing him with great interest...

"Oh." J of Hearts chuckled. "A newcomer to the Fire Usurper?"

"you……"

Qing Huo looked at the man, his heart leaping into his throat... He recognized him as a member of the Twilight Society, who had just fought his way in and out of the calamity three times; he was a formidable figure.

To his surprise, J of Hearts had no intention of making things difficult for him. He casually tossed the object to the ground, waved his hand behind his back, and left without looking back.

Qing Huo was stunned for a while before she came to her senses... She turned to look at Mo Lian beside her:

"Mo Lian, tell me the truth..."

"What exactly is the relationship between the Twilight Society and us?"

"..." Mo Lian shook his head. "I don't know either."

Qinghuo: ...

Om-! !

Just as the two were speaking, two towering pressures, like torches, suddenly erupted from the ruins not far away!

The four master thieves of the Fire Usurper, along with many members of the Twilight Society, all changed their expressions at the same time. They looked sharply in the direction from which the two auras came, and the hairs on their bodies stood on end involuntarily...

"Oh no..." Q muttered to himself.

"Has the situation deteriorated to this point...? Even an eighth-order calamity has intruded?"

"Why hasn't Lord Red King arrived yet??"

A surging wave of calamity spread outwards. At the edge of the ruins' horizon, a gigantic skeletal bear tens of meters tall and an ancient pterosaur flapping its massive skeletal wings simultaneously emerged from the greyish-white world…

With two ear-piercing bangs, all the surrounding skeletal calamities seemed to receive a command and simultaneously launched an attack on the inner wall!

At the same time, the two eighth-order calamities, carrying terrifying pressure, crushed the lower-order calamities in front of them that had not had time to escape, and with unstoppable force, led the surging calamity wave to rush towards the inner wall!

The violent pressure raged through Ruoshui Prison, and for a moment, many members and those who usurped the fire were stunned and frozen in place!

"This is really troublesome..."

Lin Xi's face was as pale as paper. "You've gone too far, a nine of hearts!!"

"???" Li Shangfeng turned his head in astonishment, looking at him with a "Dude, are you serious?" expression. "No, how can you blame me?! I didn't attract these two!"

Just as Lin Xi was about to say something more, a hurricane-like force, mixed with suffocating pressure, rushed towards him.

In the short time they exchanged those two words, the two eighth-tier calamities had already traversed several kilometers, looming over everyone like two mountains...

Just as Lin Xi and Li Shangfeng were both struggling to breathe under the oppressive aura,

Those two bodies of eighth-order calamities vanished suddenly!

When they reappeared, they collided in a bizarre manner, as if their original directions had been stolen. The terrifying kinetic energy they carried crushed each other at this moment, and the shockwaves visible to the naked eye swept across the earth!

Thump—!

Li Shangfeng and Lin Xi felt as if they had been struck in the chest by a sledgehammer, and were thrown to the ground.

On the surface of the two eighth-order calamity skeletons, numerous cracks began to appear. Their bodies were crushed and deformed under each other's crushing force, as if they had been forcibly kneaded into a ball. Their mournful cries echoed through the sky!

This scene stunned everyone present. The two eighth-tier calamities that had almost severely injured them just moments before had become enemies in the blink of an eye, injuring each other in such a bizarre manner... It was like an absurd dream.

On the battlefield, Chi Tong and Lan Yu, both drenched in sweat, seemed to sense something, and the corners of their pale lips slightly lifted...

They both breathed a sigh of relief.

bang bang bang-

A series of explosive sounds rang out from the calamity.

The once crowded and oppressive wave of calamity had now transformed into a vacuum path. Any calamity on that path had its head vanish instantly, leaving only scattered bones lying limp on the ground...

It was as if Death, dragging his scythe, was slowly carving a bloody path through the calamity;

A series of mournful cries echoed.

Scattered bones formed a pale path, stretching out from afar...

On this elegant yet menacing road, a figure draped in a British-style black trench coat walks slowly forward.

His slightly wavy black hair swayed in the wind, and the velvet white collar around his neck shimmered in the sunlight. With a gentle lift of his hand, a Western-style top hat, wrapped in blue silk, was softly placed on his head…

Beneath the brim of the hat, a pair of deep blue eyes opened silently.

……

rustling—

The ashes of the burnt incense gently fell onto the table.

Lord Wei glanced out the window, seemingly somewhat worried:

"The situation outside seems a bit tricky... Don't you need to go help?"

"No rush." ​​The figure in the theatrical robe remained calmly seated opposite, his crimson eyes slightly narrowed, as if in a smile. "Young people always need to be given a chance to shine..."

Chen Ling tapped the table lightly with her knuckles, drawing Lord Wei's attention back. The smile on his lips gradually faded, replaced by an unprecedented seriousness.

"Back to the question we just discussed..."

"How much do you know about what happened when Akahoshi returned a year later?"

Lord Wei looked at Chen Ling with complicated emotions, and after a long while, he sighed:

"To be honest..."

"Regarding everything a year from now... I know nothing." He paused for a moment, then continued, "Because a year from now, the Divination Path..."