I'm not a drama god

Chen Ling felt like she was floating.

It was as if he had regained his freedom from some kind of confinement, floating silently in the wind. He didn't know where he should go, but there seemed to be a mysterious force pulling him forward.

I don't know how long it took, but the familiar dark and cold feeling came over me...

He slowly opened his eyes.

"Is this...the auditorium?"

Chen Ling lowered his head and found that he was sitting on the chair he had sat on before. The "audience" that was originally all around him had disappeared, as if he was the only one left in the entire auditorium.

Right in front of him, the stage had fallen into darkness. Countless "figures" were crowding on the stage, wriggling and fighting for the spotlight, like a carnival of demons.

Is he back in the theater?

Chen Ling vaguely remembered that he was on the clock tower just now and was ambushed by the Silver King and his "self" was stolen... How come his consciousness is back now?

Chen Ling didn't believe that the Silver King would be kind enough to return her consciousness, so the only possibility was...

Something happened to the Silver King.

Chen Ling looked towards the stage again, frowned, and subconsciously raised his hand to move closer to the edge of the stage... but then, an invisible wall isolated him.

"Oh no..." Chen Ling muttered to himself.

When the audience walked onto the stage, he became a spectator in the audience, which means that his body has been completely controlled by the "ridicule disaster".

This situation is not the first time it has occurred. Chen Ling is very clear that it is impossible to break through the fourth wall and take back the stage by his own strength... The last time he was able to succeed, it was because he had the help of his master, Yao, and the Divine Sacrifice Land, and Chaozai was also in a state of being sealed by the tablet.

The current situation is obviously more difficult than last time!

Chen Ling's brain was working rapidly, trying to find a way out of the impasse... At this moment, his peripheral vision caught sight of the stage curtain, and his pupils suddenly contracted!

……

"This is... a mockery?"

The butcher looked at the scholar's body parts scattered on the ground and muttered to himself.

The scholar who had just been chatting with them and fighting side by side was shattered in the blink of an eye. The bloody scene and the terrifying aura of the disaster in the distance left a very heavy shadow in his heart...

Although he had heard of the horror of the world-destroying disaster a long time ago, it was not until this moment that he realized how big the gap between humans and the world's destruction was.

As the ground nearby began to crack, a bloody body emerged from it. It was the seriously injured Hongxiu.

"...Even she couldn't last two moves?"

When the butcher saw Hongxiu’s injuries, his face looked extremely grim.

"That thing is simply beyond our reach..." The farmer came over weakly, carrying a hoe. He glanced at the dark world around him that seemed like a nightmare, and laughed miserably.

"Today, none of us can leave this disaster area alive..."

"But the four Ks from the Twilight Society have taken action. Chen Ling is one of their people. Maybe they can find a way?"

"What's the solution?" The farmer shook his head.

"Didn't you notice? Those four Ks are all Xishendao, and Chaozai... is Xishendao's natural enemy."

He looked towards the battlefield and muttered to himself,

"They will all die at the hands of the ridicule..."

Boom-! ! !

An air wave filled with "world-destroying" pressure suddenly erupted from the distant battlefield, and visible ripples swept across, shaking the entire area slightly.

Four figures in stage costumes flew out from the air at the same time and smashed into the ruins like cannonballs.

"puff--"

Severe pain came from all over Mojiao's body. He suddenly opened his mouth and vomited scarlet blood all over the ground. He looked extremely miserable.

Not only him, Ning Ruyu, Luan Mei, and Wen Renyou were also injured. Their original facial masks were already shattered, and worry and anxiety appeared on their blood-stained faces!

From the depths of the dusty ruins, a pitch-black "figure" slowly walked out.

As he raised his hand slightly, the red butterflies flying in the sky turned into a bright red paper umbrella, which he gently carried on his shoulder. The brim of the umbrella spun as it rubbed against his fingertips, like a never-ending fate, rotating silently.

Ning Ruyu took a deep breath, supported her body with her spear, and slowly stood up again from the ruins. Her white clothes, which were once pure and innocent, were now stained with blood, which was shocking to the eye.

"Senior brother..."

Seeing this, Luan Mei and the other two struggled to get up, but they had no strength left and could only call out anxiously.

Ning Ruyu clenched the gun tightly, staring at the "figure" walking slowly towards her.

"Give my little junior brother back!"

A stage appeared behind Ning Ruyu. He stomped his feet on the ground and flew out like white lightning.

A loud opera tune burst out from Ning Ruyu's mouth, like spring thunder bursting in the sky, and the "sheng" role mask covered his face again. As the tip of the spear pointed forward, the dark clouds in the sky stirred rapidly!

A huge spear tip that was powerful enough to pierce through the sky and earth was outlined from the clouds, just like a god in a play entering reality. As Ning Ruyu drew his spear, he glared at the "human figure" and brought down divine punishment!

The "figure" stood quietly in place, waved the red umbrella in his hand casually, and the stage behind Ning Ruyu exploded.

Ning Ruyu's "performance" was interrupted, and he was forced out of his role as the "divine general". The "living" character makeup on his face collapsed again, and the huge spear tip that fell from the sky turned into red paper all over the sky and dissipated into nothingness...

With a wave of his hand, Chaozai stripped away all of Ning Ruyu's Xishendao blessings, leaving only one person and one gun, flying down from the sky!

Ning Ruyu suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face instantly turned pale as paper.

The "figure" gently spun the red paper umbrella in his hand, and the invisible blade crossed the sky and directly cut Ning Ruyu's chest, leaving a hideous bloody wound that went through his shoulder and waist!

Ning Ruyu's white clothes were stained with blood, and she fell headfirst to the ground. Several screams resounded through the sky:

"Brother!!"

"Big Brother!!!"

Off the stage, Chen Ling watched this scene with her eyes instantly turning red and roaring in anger.

He pounded the invisible wall with his fists, and unprecedented fear and anger surged into his heart... He was not afraid of disaster, but of "losing".

Chen Ling is not afraid of death. He had died once before when he realized his true identity... But later, the entire Twilight Society went out and his old friends returned, which made him find the meaning of his existence and gave him hope to live.

But now, the warmth and hope he had finally gained were dying before his eyes...

And the source of the disaster was himself.

"Big Brother!!!"

Chen Ling clasped his ten fingers tightly into his palms, and scarlet blood spread outward. He pounded on the fourth wall again and again, but could only leave bloody marks in the void...

On the screen, "he" was walking step by step towards the direction where Ning Ruyu fell.