I'm not a drama god

Everyone saw Chen Ling casually flipping over, and the bright red robe sat steadily on the head of the shadow centipede. This fourth-order disaster, whose face was ferocious enough to stop a baby from crying, was now lying on the ground like a quail, shaking as if it had turned on the vibration mode.

As it trembled, Chen Ling, who was sitting on its head, seemed to feel uncomfortable. He stretched out his index finger and tapped its head twice with his joints:

"Don't shake."

The shadow centipede immediately stopped trembling and fell to the ground as if dead.

The air fell into dead silence.

All the fusionists, including Zhao Yi, were dumbfounded at this moment... Chen Ling tamed a fourth-order disaster from the Ghost-Mocking Abyss with just one slap. Is this the deterrent power brought by the world-destroying disaster?

Ever since she devoured a few audience members on stage, Chen Ling could feel changes in herself. Her aura, body, and even spirit were all different from before.

The most representative point is that now he can smell the faint aroma of chicken from the Ghost-taunting Abyss Disaster from dozens of meters away...

Chen Ling licked her lips, suppressed the desire for the chicken under her feet in her eyes, and spoke calmly again:

"climb."

Hearing the subtle sound of Chen Ling licking her lips, the shadow centipede first trembled, and then heard the command to "crawl", and crawled forward madly without hesitation, for fear that if it was a little slower, a big bite would be taken off its head.

"Hey... Chen Ling! Wait for me... Do you know the way? Why are you rushing so fast?"

Upon seeing this, Zhao Yi immediately turned over and rode on the old wolf's back. The old wolf also tacitly changed into the form of a skeleton wolf and quickly followed.

After riding on the Calamity, everyone's speed directly stepped up to another step. The barren land of the Gray Realm quickly retreated beside them. Occasionally, they could see a few Calamities passing by, but perhaps because there was no human breath on them, these Calamities had no interest in them at all.

Since there was no clock, Chen Ling did not know how long they had been traveling in the Gray Realm, but judging from the vague map of the realm in Chen Ling's memory, they were now completely away from all human realms and heading deeper into the desolation that had never been recorded in this era.

The headquarters of the Fusion Faction is actually located so deep in the Gray Realm...

The bright red robes fluttered in the gray world. Unconsciously, a cold wind swept in from the end of the horizon, blowing everyone's hair flying. At the same time, it was accompanied by a slight feeling of dizziness, making people lose their sense of direction.

"This is……"

Chen Ling keenly felt that something was wrong with the wind, and frowned as he looked towards the end of the lead-gray sky... Faintly, he could see a huge, dark cloud vortex slowly stirring in the air, which looked like an oppressive fortress from a distance.

At this time, the Black Cloud Fortress seemed to be approaching this direction.

Chen Ling had never seen such a celestial phenomenon in the Gray Realm. As they approached, the terrifying storm was constantly impacting all areas outside the black clouds. Strange black shadows were wandering in the vortex of the clouds like lightning. If you look more carefully, you can see a huge black shadow, which is wrapped in the storm...

Like an island.

"Oh no... We can't go any further, we have to take a detour." The old wolf's voice sounded immediately.

"What is that?" Chen Ling asked with a frown.

"Storm Island."

"Island? An island in the gray sky?"

"[The nightmare of a lonely island in the eternal storm, the strange ghost at the end of thoughts]." The old wolf stared at the island in the sky shrouded in the storm, his tone extremely serious.

"That is the territory of another world-destroying disaster, 'Thinking Disaster'."

"Thinking of disaster..."

Chen Ling murmured the name.

Under the guidance of Lao Lang and others, Chen Ling immediately changed direction and went around to the other side.

"Is that the legendary Thought Disaster?" Zhao Yi sat on the back of the Skeleton Wolf and couldn't help but turn his head to look at the Storm Island again. "Why can its territory float?"

"Storm Island has no fixed location. Some say it moves with the storm, some say it moves following the 'thoughts' of Thoughts ...

The old wolf was running wildly, sweating profusely, and he was more nervous than ever before.

Not only him, the expressions of other fusionists were also extremely ugly. Even when they faced the Silver King and the Judgment Agent in the Wuji Realm, they were not so nervous.

"Damn...how did we run into Storm Island?"

"I don't know. The Fusion Faction has lived in the Gray Realm for hundreds of years, and there have been few cases of witnessing Storm Island in history, let alone the human realm... Can we encounter such a low-probability event?"

"Don't panic, we just saw the Storm Island from afar. Our actual location is far away from it, so there shouldn't be any problems."

The cold wind emanating from the Storm Island swept across every corner of the world. When swept by it, it seemed as if people's thoughts came to a standstill... Chen Ling sat on the head of the Shadow Centipede, and as if he had sensed the gaze in his eyes, he subconsciously turned his head to look at the dark sky stirred by wind and clouds.

The storm swept through, and dark clouds covered the city. Gradually, everything in front of Chen Ling disappeared, leaving only the dark island, emitting a suffocating atmosphere in the storm.

The lonely island continued to grow larger in Chen Ling's pupils...

Vaguely,

It seemed as if there was a pair of empty eyes, silently staring at him on the isolated island.

At this moment, a flash of scarlet appeared in Chen Ling's eyes. Somehow he came back to his senses and immediately looked away from the direction of Storm Island!

wrong!

This route...

Countless thoughts flashed through Chen Ling's mind. He immediately opened his mouth and pushed the secret method of chanting words [Mantra] to the extreme. The sound was like thunder exploding in the air:

"Everyone wake up!! We are approaching the Storm Island!!!"

Zhao Yi, Laolang and others who were running straight towards the Storm Island seemed to have just woken up from a dream, and a trace of rationality returned to their empty eyes... When they saw the island in the sky getting closer and closer in front of them, their faces suddenly became extremely ugly!

In everyone's vision and cognition just now, they were clearly moving away from the Storm Island, but in fact they were sprinting straight towards the island, as if there was a pair of hands in the dark that blinded their minds.

If Chen Ling hadn't woken them up in time, they would have rushed to the center of the storm in a minute at most...

What will happen then, no one knows.

"Go quickly!!"

The old wolf roared, and everyone turned around at the same time, running desperately towards the outside of the storm!

Except for Chen Ling, everyone's hearts were pounding wildly, and their backs were soaked with cold sweat before they knew it... They hadn't felt this life-or-death situation in many years.

The densely packed thin legs of the shadow centipede were also extremely fast. As a fellow disaster, it was also frightened. But even though they were moving away from the Storm Island, Chen Ling, who was sitting on his head, could still feel a ray of gaze, watching him from afar behind him...