I'm not a drama god

The air fell into dead silence.

The Silver King was stunned for a while, and finally spoke:

"you……"

He just blurted out the word "you" when a dark shadow hand flashed in front of his eyes. The Silver King was a demigod after all, and his reaction was very fast. He subconsciously wanted to steal space to avoid the attack, but the next moment a strange red light burst out from his pupils!

Deny [stealing the law].

The Silver King's "stealing method" failed and he froze in place. From a distance, he looked like he was stunned.

So in full view of the public,

A shadow hand slapped the Silver King in the face.

boom--! ! !

The space collapsed around the palm, and visible impact ripples spread out in the void. The Silver King's cheek was distorted and deformed. Everyone only felt a flash before their eyes, and an afterimage was smashed into the ground directly like a cannonball!

The roar of the shock resounded through the sky, blowing everyone in the Dusk Society dozens of meters away. Only a few eighth-level people were still standing firmly in place. The surging dust obscured their vision, and their faces were full of astonishment...

"What a terrifying power?!" the butcher said in shock.

The butcher himself is a power god, and has a sensitive sense of strength. The casual attack of the "figure" in front of him is far superior to him, and is even not inferior to the ninth-level power god.

"Don't be fooled by his humanoid appearance, it's a calamity, a world-destroying one at that!" the scholar said in a deep voice, "The power of a calamity is far greater than that of a human. Think about the calamity we saw in the Forbidden Sea... It was also a world-destroying one. The power in front of us is no weaker than that of a calamity."

When the dust in front of everyone's eyes settled, a huge and hideous hole had replaced the original ruins, which looked very much like a meteorite crater. A bloody figure was embedded in the spider web cracks, and scarlet blood was spreading outward.

"he……"

Seeing this scene, the 9 of Hearts and the others opened their mouths in disbelief, "He... slapped the Silver King in the face?"

It was not until the 9 of Hearts spoke that everyone present realized that the earth-shattering blow just now was really a "slap" from the world-destroying disaster... But can the disaster... also slap people like humans? ?

"The only person in this world who could slap the Silver King is probably Chao Zai." Jin Fugui couldn't help but say, "But I have to say... this slap was really beautiful!"

rustle--

The body of the Silver King slowly stood up from the cracks. His head was twisted and deformed, but he was not dead. Instead, he stared at the "figure" in the air with a pair of angry eyes, and his chest heaved violently!

He could be hunted down, he could be plotted against, but to be slapped in public... When had he, the leader of the Fire Usurpers and the demigod of the God of Thieves, ever suffered such humiliation?

"Mocking disaster!!"

The Silver King growled, "Steal the Magic!" A white light flashed in front of him, and a scroll appeared in his hand!

At the same time, the scholar exclaimed, and found that the Taoist secret treasure he had just obtained was gone again... In front of the Silver King, any secret treasure is in his pocket.

As the scroll was pulled open, a crooked word "prisoner" was exposed in the air.

The Book God Dao's fundamental secret treasure, although it can only immobilize one person at a time, its highest level can control demigods. Even if a ninth-level person is locked by the word "prisoner", he will temporarily lose the ability to move.

The restraining power from the Book God directly locked onto the "figure" from the void. His figure was strangely frozen in mid-air. Almost at the same time, the Silver King raised his hand again:

"Theft."

The "human figure" in the air was suddenly taken apart like toy parts, and its dark hands and feet were stolen from the air and flew in the air in a mess.

The Silver King grabbed Han Meng from the air, and Han Meng felt a shock all over his body, as if something was taken away from his body, and he fell into endless emptiness...

"[Judgement]."

The Silver King produced a pistol from nowhere, aimed at the flying "human shadows" and pulled the trigger one after another!

Stealing secret treasures, dismantling bodies, stealing the divine path, launching judgment...all this happened too quickly, and even the eighth-level couldn't react to the series of actions of the Silver King. If his enemies were the Judgment Agents present, more than two people would have been killed or injured. Even if it was an ordinary ninth-level, it would be difficult to escape unscathed.

But his opponent was not ordinary.

As soon as the Silver King pulled the trigger, he found that the gun in his hand had turned into flying red papers. In the blink of an eye, those red papers turned into countless slender red snakes and directly tied around his hands.

The flying "limbs" reassembled in an instant, and a dark hand swung out again! !

boom--! !

Half of the Silver King's body turned into blood mist, sweeping across the ground for dozens of kilometers and disappearing from everyone's sight.

The "figure" stood in place, and just raised his hand slightly, and the Silver King that he had knocked away "returned" back along the same path, automatically flying in front of him...

Then the third slap came out with a whistling sound!

boom--! ! !

Three slaps shattered the Silver King's main bones, and also shattered his pride and confidence. Countless stealing methods were in his mind, but at this moment he had no consciousness to use them, and he could not think of any stealing method that could defeat the opponent in front of him...

The Silver King only felt severe pain coming from all over his body, his thoughts were shattered, under the strange "reverse" ability of the "human figure", he could not run away, nor could he win the fight, his whole brain was blank.

At this moment, the Silver King had only one thought in his mind...

He was dead.

However, his muddy figure was held in the air by the "figure", but the latter did not kill him. Instead, the pair of playful scarlet eyes stared at him for a long time, eerie and strange...

The "figure" loosened his palm, letting the Silver King's body fall, and then kicked it out like a ball!

The Silver King groaned, and flew across the sky, landing in an unknown place.

This time, the "figure" did not "push" him back, but just watched, as if it had lost the ability to deal with the Silver King...

"He let the Silver King run away?" Luan Mei frowned and asked.

Senior Brother Ning Ruyu seemed to realize something and said in a deep voice:

"The Silver King stole my ego. If he kills the Silver King now, my ego will probably go back... I guess 'Mocking Disaster' is a little afraid of my ego."

"We can't let the Silver King go like this. He must die here today." There was a flash of murderous intent in Wen Renyou's eyes.

"Now is not the time to worry about the Silver King..."

Mojiao took a deep breath, his expression more solemn than ever before.

Everyone looked forward, only to see that the strange "figure" had turned around at some point, and looked at all the Dusk Club members and the judges present with playful eyes... A suffocating feeling of oppression enveloped everyone's heart.

"What we should worry about now is whether we can survive the 'Mocking Disaster'."