I'm not a drama god

"Twilight Society..."

The wind is rising and the clouds are rolling, and the dawn is rising.

Many fire usurpers in the Wuji Realm saw the people walking slowly into the street, their eyes filled with surprise and confusion... In the eyes of the world, the Dusk Society is a very mysterious organization. They seem to be everywhere, but except for a few individuals, others rarely appear in the public eye.

This is also the reason why some people do bad things in the name of the Twilight Society but will not be exposed immediately. After all, perhaps even the members of the Twilight Society themselves do not know who are in this organization.

But this time,

All members of the Twilight Society are out in force? !

For the first time in history, the Dusk Society appeared in front of the world with such a large-scale lineup and under the sun... Only then did everyone realize that those seemingly unremarkable figures possessed the power to subvert the entire world.

"A red six of hearts actually attracted the entire Dusk Society?" Lan Yu said in disbelief.

"Who on earth is he?!"

"This is troublesome..."

The Fire Usurpers and the Twilight Society are both considered extremely dangerous terrorists by the human world. Although the Fire Usurpers are numerous, all of their members are thieves of the way of the gods, which makes them extremely powerful in secret and can do some incredible things...

The Dusk Society is different. All its members are elites and geniuses who are extremely outstanding in their respective fields. In terms of direct combat power, how can a group of thieves compare with a group of lunatics and perverts?

The Fire Usurpers were a little nervous, but that was all... because they knew that this was their home ground.

The Silver King, Wuji Jun, and the four judges...

They have been rooted in this realm for too long. How can they be overthrown so easily by a bunch of crazy outsiders?

Huang He and Lan Yu calmed down, and the next moment, they saw a familiar figure slowly walking out from among the crowd of the Dusk Society...

He was a man covered in dust and ragged clothes. He wore a tattered white baseball cap that covered half of his face, and two silver snake-shaped earrings swayed slightly in the sunlight.

He walked in the front, leading the members of the Dusk Society, passing through the confused crowd of people, and stopped in front of the chaotic ruins.

“Bai Ye, you actually dared to come back!!” Lan Yu immediately shouted angrily, “The king will never forgive you!!”

"forgive?"

Bai Ye smiled slightly and raised a corner of the brim of his cap. "I don't need the Silver King's forgiveness... We are here for only one purpose..."

Boom!

Cube 10, who was standing next to him, stomped his foot on the ground.

The next moment, the coffin boards rose up at a rapid speed and were pieced together in front of everyone to form a heavy, long black coffin. The coffin stood upright on the ground, facing the church, and was as dark as an abyss.

The members of the Dusk Society stood in the glow, their sleeves fluttering gently in the wind. Bai Ye walked to the side of the coffin, a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

He said calmly:

"Today... we will bury the Silver King!"

……

Go to the funeral realm and bury the nine kings.

So far, all of the Dusk Society's funeral targets have been those realms where life has come to an end... Ruoshui-kun, Aurora-kun, the demigod Yao Qing... The Dusk Society never interferes with the development of a realm, let alone its destruction.

But this time, they will take the initiative to bury the Silver King.

The Silver King is still alive?

Then kill him and bury him.

"You guys think you can bury the king?" Huang He sneered, "Your strengths vary. The king doesn't even need to take action himself. A few judges can deal with all of you..."

"is it?"

The square Q in the crowd spoke slowly,

"Then you'd better pray...that they have time to take care of you."

……

Outside the church door,

A figure shrouded in a shadowy cloak, as if aware of something, slowly turned around, the silver cloud embroidery on the cuffs fluttering silently.

If the young master was here, he would be able to recognize his identity at a glance. This is his biological brother, the former master of the Tantric Buddhism, the hope of the younger generation of mankind, and one of the judges, [Tian Huai].

At this moment, this super-powerful man who was famous in the five realms frowned unconsciously, as if he sensed the approach of danger, and looked towards the end of the long street...

In the direction where the sun rises, a slender figure holding a saber is walking towards here silently.

Plum blossom【K】, Luan plum.

Luan Mei was wearing a black cheongsam, like a black plum blossom blooming in the cold winter, solemn and sharp. The blade of her saber pointed diagonally at the ground, and the silent murderous aura dragged a deep knife mark on the ground.

"A controlled puppet?" Luan Mei's voice was cold and seemed to come from the underworld.

"If it were any other time, I'd still be interested in playing with you... But unfortunately, everyone in our sect is in a bad mood today... If you don't want to die, you'd better not leave this street."

She raised her hand and gently grabbed the cold face. A black flame passed silently, and a "Dan" role mask replaced the original appearance and was exposed to the air!

In an instant, surging murderous intent enveloped Tian Huai in black, and his body was trapped in the spot, as if falling into an ice cave!

……

Da da--

The soft sound of chopsticks tapping on the table echoed in the deserted alley.

A rough figure dressed as a farmer was already sitting on a chair in the open-air breakfast shop. He put his straw hat on the back of the chair, yawned lazily, and tapped the table lightly with two chopsticks in his hands...

Even though there were occasional loud explosions in the distance, he did not react at all. He just ate the bread in his hand calmly, as if even the sky falling down was not as important as eating.

As he was halfway through eating the bread in his hand, another figure slowly came from the alley. He glanced at the farmer who was eating, and sat down opposite him leisurely.

"Boss, bring me some buns." The man shouted calmly to the breakfast shop.

But at this moment, there was no one in the breakfast shop... The riot in the Wuji Realm had already made the residents completely panicked, and this breakfast shop was empty. Even the bread in the farmer's hand was the one he brought with him.

The farmer took a big bite of the bread and grinned at the man in front of him:

"The boss is not here, so you'd better go hungry."

"Really?"

As soon as the man finished speaking, the farmer's expression suddenly froze.

Because he saw that a tray of steaming buns had appeared out of thin air in front of the man, taking up most of the table, just like props from a storybook, making people salivate with anticipation!

Hot steam rose from the steamer, and the farmer felt a flash before his eyes, and the man turned into a colorful face, like a dream in the smoke, which made people feel extremely nervous at a glance...

Wen Renyou casually pulled out two chopsticks from the table, and the next moment they turned into two shining machetes, crossing and stabbing into the ground.

The cold light reflected on the farmer's face. The colorful face slowly picked up a bun and took a bite:

"Eat well and take your time... You can leave only after you finish eating today."