I'm not a drama god

"Wang Jincheng, why are you here?"

A voice came from afar. Wang Jincheng turned around and saw a figure wearing a black and white spotted top standing there, his eyes full of surprise.

Wang Jincheng had seen this man before. Last time he and two other palaces participated in the encirclement and suppression of "Six of Spades" and "Nine of Hearts", and finally won in an almost crushing manner.

The eighth hall, Yang Mudog.

"I received your message for help and rushed here." Wang Jincheng smiled weakly.

"You're so seriously injured, why are you running around?" Yang Muquan immediately frowned, "We Fushenghua people are already rushing here. Don't force yourself in your state, just stay by the side."

Wang Jincheng glanced behind him and saw that members of Sanxi Fushenghua had indeed arrived here. However, because the gray world intersection area was so large, the distance between others might be further, and it would take time to get here.

At this moment, these people are surrounding a semi-ruined site, standing on the roofs of several taller buildings, looking into the distance with solemn faces... In that direction, dozens of figures in red robes are gathering together. The giant circle drawn with blood exudes a disgusting aura.

"Is this... the Beidou Consortium?" Wang Jincheng looked at the place where those people were and suddenly felt that they looked familiar.

Although most of the buildings here have been reduced to ruins, Wang Jincheng just came here for a birthday banquet not long ago, so he can naturally recognize it. Is it a coincidence that the Beidou Consortium is the gathering place for these Jiangtian believers, or...

"Yes." Yang Muquan said in a deep voice, "Some of us have inspected this place before. It stands to reason that such a large gathering of Jiangtian believers will inevitably cause serious civilization regression and will be easily discovered... But I was here before After several attempts, nothing unusual was found.

I guess they were hiding deep underground, so their aura did not affect the surrounding environment. But now they are trying to perform a 'world-destroying' level summoning ritual, and then they take the initiative to return to the surface. "

Wang Jincheng narrowed his eyes and said coldly:

"So, that old guy Mu Chunsheng has nothing to do with this matter."

"Now is not the time to pursue this... The Jiangtian Sect's rituals have already begun. If we try to stop them, if they really cause a disaster, the entire world of mortals will be over."

"What should we do now?"

"We can only force our way in before they complete the ritual."

"Can we kill them in?" Wang Jincheng frowned, "There are too many people gathered, and there are two bishops sitting in charge. From such a distance, I can feel that the Shinto skills are starting to lose control. If I get closer, I'm worried... …”

"Then there's no other way. Should we just stand here and watch them complete the ritual? As long as we can get close to them, even if we can't kill them all, it's good to reduce some of their numbers..."

Wang Jincheng opened his mouth, but didn't know how to refute.

at the same time,

On top of the ruins of the Beidou Consortium, densely packed Jiangtian believers gathered together. Everyone's position seemed to have been strictly adjusted, and looked like a huge red circle when viewed from above.

Two people in red robes stood in the center of the circle. One of them pointed to the sky, and the other pointed to the earth. The mouth full of fangs opened, and the bloody mouth kept breathing in the sighing wind.

“Whoop whoop whoop whoop!!!”

This meaningless gasp sounded like some kind of signal to the ears of other Jiangtian cultists. They simultaneously pulled out a sharp dagger from their waists and made a bloody cut on each wrist of their hands.

Dripping blood flowed from the wrists, soaking everyone's hands in blood red, and rolled down the fingertips to the ground. The blood of dozens of people merged together, like a bloody ocean spreading around...

The Jiangtian believers surrounding the two bishops simultaneously knelt on the ground, their palms and foreheads completely immersed in a pool of blood, like devout believers praying in a low voice:

"The supreme savior of Jiangtian, the supreme savior of Jiangtian... the supreme savior of Jiangtian, the supreme savior of Jiangtian..."

……

"what?"

Not far from the Beidou Consortium, Meihua J seemed to sense something and turned to look in this direction.

"What? Have you found the way?" The gloomy 9 of Hearts felt a glimmer of hope in his heart.

"...No, but it seems quite lively there."

"Busty? How lively is it?"

Before the 9 of Hearts finished speaking, he saw a wisp of red smoke that was so thin that it was almost invisible, slowly rising into the sky from that direction, and an indescribable sense of oppression came from a distance.

The 9 of Hearts had never felt such a breath before. Under the red smoke, the divine way in his body seemed to be crumbling.

"That is……"

"Go over and take a look?"

"go!"

The 9 of Hearts nodded without hesitation, thinking that they didn't know the way anyway, so it would be a good idea to go and see the excitement. What if they could meet an acquaintance there, or know the way around?

As the two of them quickly approached the Beidou Consortium, a sea of ​​blood was slowly outlined in front of their eyes.

Scarlet figures knelt down and down in the sea of ​​blood, and the sound of pious chanting resounded through the sky. The aura that made Red Heart 9 times more oppressive floated out from the blood of these people. After merging with each other, they converged on the two people in the center. The bishop's body condensed into a faint red smoke and floated into the sky.

"Jiangtian Cultists? What are they doing?" 9 of Hearts asked in confusion.

"Trying to attract the attention of Destruction."

"To attract the attention of 'Destruction'?"

"The power of the Jiangtian Sect essentially comes from the breath of the red star contained in their bodies. They can control these breaths through rituals and guide the gray world to intersect with reality... So the only thing they can summon is the gray world itself. For the things in it, Disasters, they actually have no means of 'summoning' them.

But there is one thing... Although I don't know why yet, the power of Red Star seems to have a strong attraction to 'world-destroying' level disasters.

In other words, a 'world-destroying' level disaster will chase the red star deliberately or unconsciously. "

"I've never heard of this statement..."

"I also accidentally heard what a 'K' said. And this situation only exists in the 'ninth level'. Ordinary disasters will not have this reaction. So theoretically, Jiangtian believers can use bloodletting to , take the initiative to let the Red Star breath out of the body to a greater extent. As long as there are enough Jiangtian believers participating and the total amount of blood is enough, the Red Star breath contained in it will be extremely strong.

This rich red star aura is like a bonfire in the eyes of 'Destroy the World'. It is very conspicuous, so there is a high probability that they will be attracted... which is the so-called 'summoning'. "

The 9 of Hearts nodded slightly. The next moment, he seemed to have remembered something, and his expression suddenly became strange:

"Wait a minute, are you saying that this thing is not actually directional like the summons from the gray world...but that all the 'world-destroying' levels may be attracted to it?"