I'm not a drama god

As the bloody figure was smashed into the ground, endless waves of shadows came one after another. The dense shadow centipedes rushed to Han Meng and bit his body. From a distance, they almost piled up as high as a hill.

The next moment, the shadow mountain exploded with a bang, and a large number of centipedes were decomposed into nothingness under successive shots. A figure crashed out of it like a cannonball, rushing towards the canyon in the distance with unstoppable momentum!

At this moment, the huge shadow centipede body appeared in front of Han Meng.

Han Meng's blood-stained face did not show much emotion, let alone despair. He touched his palm on the back of his waist, and a short knife flew out of the air, turning into a cold light and rushing towards the mother's head!

A slender shadow spurted out from the hole in the mother's head, and instantly captured the shadow of the dagger. The latter suddenly froze in mid-air. Han Meng's body quickly rushed towards the mother's body, and his palm lightly touched the surface of the bound dagger. .

"Judgment." He said coldly.

boom--! !

The short knife shook, and the power of judgment immediately deconstructed the surrounding shadows into nothingness, turned into a bolt of lightning, and opened a bloody hole in the mother's torso, and a sharp scream suddenly resounded through the sky.

Han Meng raised his hand and made a move, and the short knife flew back to his palm automatically. He took the opportunity to get over the barrier of the mother body and used his last strength to go towards the canyon.

At this moment, the strong wind swept over him again!

More than a dozen bone spurs instantly pierced Han Meng's body. He groaned and slowed down. He endured the severe pain and turned around, firing several shots at the bone eagle that was approaching rapidly, forcing it back. In mid-air, he stumbled backwards.

Under the joint siege of two fifth-level disasters, Han Meng's body had already reached its limit. Even among the potential five-mark law enforcement officers in Aurora City, none of them could persist for so long... Unfortunately, His persistence and perseverance have no audience.

"It was obviously close..." Han Meng felt the breath surging in his body, and there was a hint of bitterness in his eyes.

Several pieces of sand rolled down from his feet and fell into the canyon of Xianxian.

The penetrated shadow centipede roared angrily, and its huge body rushed over quickly. The pale skeletal giant eagle hovered in the air for a moment, and also swooped down. Its sharp beak tore the air and made a loud roar.

The two breaths of fifth-level disaster were like irresistible angry waves, coming overwhelmingly!

Han Meng took a deep breath, jumped back with his injured body, and fell down the cliff like a rock.

The width of this canyon is extremely narrow, only about one meter long. Looking up from the bottom of the canyon, there is only a sliver of sky... The shadow centipede's huge body squeezed against the cliff for a long time, and it could only fit half of its head into it. , as for the larger bone eagle, it can only peck its beak in.

They angrily hit the cliffs on both sides, and the entire canyon was shaking slightly. The dense gravel rolled down from the top of the cliff, but it did not completely collapse.

Han Meng's body fell rapidly, and the height of more than [-] meters made the two disasters quickly move away from him. Just when he was about to hit the bottom of the canyon, the last of his mental energy was consumed crazily, and his body flew up several meters again. , then fell to the ground.

"Cough cough cough cough..."

The bone spurs all over his body became more and more embedded in his body. Han Meng lay weakly on the ground, coughing violently, and scarlet blood continued to flow from the corners of his mouth...

He glanced at the line of sky above his head. The two disasters were still colliding, but they could no longer hurt him at all.

Han Meng's physical and mental strength had been completely drained. If he hadn't observed this favorable terrain in advance and rushed here with all his strength, he might have died under the siege of the two disasters.

However, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw the mother body of the shadow centipede move away on its own initiative. After a moment, the wave-like shadow centipedes climbed down from the top of the cliff one by one, squeezing the cliffs on both sides and approaching him.

The size of the mother body was not enough to pass through here, but these offspring bodies could barely do it. Seeing this, Han Meng gritted his teeth and climbed up from the ground, dragging his body riddled with holes and moving deeper into the sky...

Is it possible that I really want to die here today?

Normally, even if hundreds of spawn gather together, Han Meng can kill them all without changing a look, but now his mental and physical strength have been exhausted, and he can hardly use any of his skills.

It would be too cowardly if he didn't die in the hands of two fifth-level disasters in the end, but was torn into pieces by these garbage bodies.

Han Meng's hands covered with blood held on to the rock walls on both sides and moved forward with difficulty... But the shadow centipedes were still very fast, and the distance between them quickly narrowed!

At this moment, a big red figure came slowly from the front of the narrow road.

The moment he saw that red color, Han Meng was stunned for a moment. This was the first time he saw colors other than black, white and gray in this world... In this monotonous and depressing world, that scarlet red color was so bright and evil, Weird. Therefore, Han Meng could notice him at a glance even though he was hundreds of meters away.

At this moment, the hairs on Han Meng's body stood up one by one, and he suddenly stopped...looking forward as if facing a formidable enemy.

people?

This is the gray world!

It is impossible for humans to survive for a long time here, and it is extremely strange to be able to maintain such bright colors in the gray world... Regardless of whether the thing is humanoid or not, Han Meng does not think it is a human being.

He squinted his eyes and tried to look at the "person's" face, but as the person's sleeves and robes moved, a dark mask covered his face out of thin air, like a magic trick.

It was an exaggerated smiling face, with two scarlet masses in the position of the eyes. The red crescent-like mouth raised an exaggerated arc, with the corners of the mouth grinning almost to the base of the ears.

At first glance, it looked like a clown's smiling face, absurd; but as he stared at the mask for longer and longer, the smile seemed to become more and more weird, with a hint of mockery in it, which made people unconscious. Feeling fear.

This mask was made by Chen Ling as a last-minute idea, and it was made to look like the audience.

Han Meng saved his life, so Chen Ling naturally couldn't let him die in front of his eyes, but this is the gray world, and he must not appear as the law enforcement officer Chen Ling, otherwise many things cannot be explained... Therefore, he must disguise himself.

Although his [Wuxian] had replaced his original face, Han Meng's terrifying ability to observe micro-expressions still made him a little afraid. To be on the safe side, he still chose to create a mask to cover his face.

Under the double disguise, he didn't believe Han Meng could still find clues.

The big red opera robe swayed with his steps, and the dark smiling face got closer and closer to Han Meng. Han Meng's muscles tightened, and in this depressing gray world, the atmosphere seemed to be stagnant...

At this moment, under the dark mask, a deep voice slowly sounded:

"……Step aside."