I'm not a drama god

Chapter 1747 Crushing and Settling

No one knows where those fingers came from.

No one knows how those seemingly delicate and slender fingers so effortlessly blocked a full-force attack from a sixth-tier War God...

All the bearded man knew was that the moment those two fingers appeared, an extreme chill and killing intent, like the gaze of a ferocious beast, locked onto his figure!

He slowly raised his stiff neck and saw a figure draped in a red theatrical robe with black patterns standing ghostly before him. Under the dim stars, a pair of scarlet eyes radiating an eerie light were slightly narrowed like crescent moons, looking at him as if he were an ant.

In an instant, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave!

"you……"

"who are you?!"

The bearded man strained with all his might, managing to squeeze out a single sentence under that intense pressure.

A gentle breeze swept across the open land, causing the hem of the opera robe to flutter. Chen Ling watched him silently for a long while, then a cold voice softly sounded in his ear:

"You... are not worthy to know my name."

Faced with such an arrogant and contemptuous answer, the bearded man felt no anger whatsoever. The veins on his hand gripping the hilt of the hunting knife bulged, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move an inch between those fingers...

Faced with such an absolute disparity in strength, an indescribable fear rose from the depths of his heart!

"What are you waiting for?!"

Ou Shendao, who was overlooking the whole situation from the rooftop, was unaware of the bearded man's mental state. He only saw a strange actor appear out of nowhere, and then his companion seemed to be stunned, holding the knife but unable to swing it down.

He cursed under his breath, and countless invisible threads flew towards Chen Ling in a massive, overwhelming rush.

Chen Ling didn't even glance at him, letting the threads wrap around her body. The aura of the Ou Shen Dao tried to invade Chen Ling's body through the threads, but it froze the moment it touched the aura of world destruction!

The figure on the rooftop froze. He had never felt such a terrifying aura before. He instinctively tried to retract the silk threads, but unexpectedly, fine red paper suddenly wrapped around Chen Ling's body and began to control him instead!

"What is that?!" the figure on the roof exclaimed.

clang--! !

At the same time, Chen Ling pinched the bearded man's hunting knife between two fingers and snapped it in two!

The moment they saw this, both the bearded man and the figure on the rooftop were stunned... A full-force attack from a sixth-level Divine Path cultivator shattered with bare hands? Even an eighth-level cultivator would have a hard time achieving that!

Moreover, neither of them sensed any divine aura during this process, indicating that he was using pure physical strength...

Is this guy really human?

"you……"

The figure on the rooftop wanted to say something, but Chen Ling grabbed the silk thread with the red paper and pulled hard, throwing it like a small fish biting the bait right in front of her!

Then, he pressed both hands down on the heads of the bearded man and the figure on the roof, and then...

Slam it hard into the ground!

Boom-! ! !

The opera robe fluttered wildly in the swirling wind, and a pair of narrowed scarlet eyes resembled fierce eyes in the dark night. As Chen Ling forcefully slammed his head, the earth shook violently, and countless cracks spread wildly in all directions!

Dust swirled, and his silhouette was clearly reflected in those deep blue eyes. Li Rider, lying in a pool of blood, stood frozen in place.

It's him……

Why……

At this moment, many doubts seemed to surface in Li Laide's mind, but he had no time to think about them... He watched as the two figures who had almost destroyed him and his mother were trampled and crushed by Chen Ling like ants, and his mind went blank.

As Chen Ling slowly raised his hands, he lifted the two mangled heads from the deep pit. Under the crushing force of his absolute power, both sixth-level beings were unconscious, barely clinging to life.

He turned around and, as if carrying two dead dogs, approached Li Laid...

puff-

He casually tossed the two of them onto the ground.

"How...how did you get here..." Li Laide lay in a pool of blood, his voice hoarse.

Chen Ling did not answer, but looked at him as if he were an ant, her words carrying a cold sense of oppression, "I should have told you... not to play tricks."

Li Lai De looked like a child who had made a mistake, his lips slightly pursed, remaining silent.

Chen Ling slowly opened her mouth:

"I'm a person who always believes in reason."

“I admire you. It was just a small favor for you and your mother to clean up these two pieces of trash…”

"But as I said, my patience is limited."

"You've tested my patience time and time again, and now my patience is almost exhausted... For the sake of our acquaintance, you can deal with these two pieces of trash yourself."

"Then……"

"It's time for us to end things."

Li Laide was stunned. He stared at Chen Ling's reflection in the pool of blood, a complex expression on his face...

To this day, he still doesn't know what Chen Ling is trying to do. He's just a wanted criminal from the Path of the Thief God, and he's obviously of no value to a powerful figure like Chen Ling... He's had many guesses about Chen Ling's purpose, but now it seems that Chen Ling really doesn't have any ill intentions towards him.

Why would someone who truly harbors ill will extend a helping hand at such a time, risking provoking the people of the War God Path and the Esoteric School for the sake of himself and his mother?

But it's too late to say anything now. Chen Ling has completely lost interest in him, and he has to pay the price for his actions...

But that's alright. The moment Chen Ling first captured him, he was already prepared to be killed.

At the time, what he feared most was that Chen Ling would find out about his mother and then use her to blackmail him... But now it seems that Chen Ling is not that kind of person. Even if he dies, he will not harm his mother.

Then, he has nothing to be afraid of.

"……Thanks."

After a long silence, Lee Laid finally uttered those two words.

“Get up yourself and kill them.” Chen Ling glanced at him and said calmly, “Don’t tell me you can’t get up… I’ll be very disappointed in my judgment.”

Li Laid remained silent, gritting his teeth and enduring the excruciating pain as he slowly crawled out of the pool of blood. Gushes of blood gushed onto the ground, and his face was as pale as paper.

His consciousness was fading, his life was slipping away, but he was oblivious to it all... At this moment, his eyes were filled only with hatred for the two unconscious figures on the ground!

A madness, starkly contrasting with his outward appearance, crept into his eyes as he grew increasingly enraged. He stood in the pool of blood, his face contorted in a grimace, a sinister smile on his face, as he pulled the broken hunting knife from the ground!

then……

He suddenly stabbed into the palm of the figure on the roof!