I'm not a drama god

Chapter 1702 Chen Ling Destroys the World

"That is……"

The numerous figures busy at the construction site, as well as the residents scattered throughout the streets and houses of the Spirit Void Realm, were all stunned at the same time.

At first, they weren't surprised by the earthquake. After all, the battles that had just taken place at Lingxu Mountain had already devastated the Lingxu Realm. The people's expectations turned to disappointment, and eventually they became numb.

So many people went to besiege Lingxujun, but none of them succeeded. More and more corpses were hung on the bell tower, and an invisible sense of oppression enveloped everyone's hearts.

They all knew that there were no more human demigods in this world... and most of them could not rival Lingxujun.

They were in pain, they were angry;

But there's nothing they can do.

Until they looked up and saw that the endless crimson had become like an iron curtain covering the sky, and a terrifying aura that made their hearts tremble was suppressed by the surging clouds!

Beneath that crimson iron curtain, a burning, pitch-black sun, like the demonic eye gazing down upon the world, overlooks the earth.

The moment I met its gaze,

A chill from the depths of the soul filled everyone's eyes.

"What...what is that?!"

"Monster! There's a monster outside the realm!!"

"What monster? That should be a calamity, right?!"

"What calamity is so great? So terrifying?!"

"It's the end of the world..."

"Apocalyptic catastrophe is coming!!"

"..."

In the midst of extreme chaos, a deafening roar suddenly erupted from the edge of the realm, and a crimson, eerie giant claw suddenly climbed up the wall that stood above the gray realm...

The giant claw seemed to be formed from endless red paper, its surface covered with jet-black cracks. These cracks pulsated wildly like blood vessels, fueled by an aura of world destruction. The moment it touched the wall, the wall suddenly turned into thin white paper, easily torn apart with a gentle rip!

Stab it--!

The remnants of the broken wall fell from the sky as lightly as scraps of paper. The residents living on the edge of the boundary screamed in terror and fled frantically into the boundary!

At the same time, hundreds of scarlet paper tentacles emerged from the dust swirling outside the city, precisely piercing the chests of every resident!

Crimson blood splattered wildly, gradually staining the earth crimson. The expressions of the residents pierced by the red paper froze, as if their life force had been extinguished in an instant, and they fell to the ground without the slightest pain...

A bloody breeze swept across the Spirit Void Realm, and the corpses of the people fell down in droves, like withered bellflowers in a storm.

Amidst the swirling dust, a humanoid monster, entirely black and red, slowly walked forward.

He resembled a human, but aside from his outline, he showed almost no human features. The red cloak he wore obscured the sky, while the black cloak he wore transformed into a black sun beneath the sky. Ghostly shadows covered the earth, and a pair of angry ruby ​​eyes stared ahead...

Under the continuous impact of the Crimson Star's power, the boundary between humanity and calamity on Chen Ling's body has been broken. This body is like a sieve full of holes, and the red and black that fill the world are the embodiment of the excess Crimson Star's power within him.

A vast and overwhelming aura of destruction swept out from his body, filling every corner of the Spirit Void Realm.

A red paper umbrella opened above his head, and the ghosts of nearly a thousand people he had personally killed swarmed into it. The umbrella's brim spun in the air, and as red and black continued to spread within the realm, the number of deaths continued to surge at an alarming rate!

"ridicule!!"

"It's a calamity!!"

"It's Chen Ling!! He destroyed the Hidden Cloud Realm and is now destroying the Spirit Void Realm!"

"Nine Lords, Eighth Order... and then, is it the cataclysmic calamity?"

"It was him!! My wife and daughter are still in the Hidden Cloud Realm... He killed them!!"

"He's just like Lord Lingxu! They both deserve to die!!"

"One is the destroyer of the world, the other is the Spirit Void Lord... Hahahaha, it seems the Spirit Void Realm is also doomed!"

"Chen Ling! You owe me my mother's life!!"

"..."

Chen Ling's appearance brought not only fear, but also the anger of those driven to the brink of despair.

Many of the people in the Lingxu Realm today were transferred from the Cangyun Realm. Their relatives, lovers, and close friends all perished at Chen Ling's hands... When they heard the news of their deaths, they were already devastated. In addition, the repeated high pressure from Lingxu Jun had completely eroded their rationality. Now, when they saw Chen Ling arrive, there was no fear of death in their eyes, only hysterical madness!

More and more figures rushed out of the street, disregarding everything, towards the black and red figure walking on air. But the next second, the endless red paper tentacles seemed to have a mind of their own, instantly piercing through their bodies...

Corpses pierced by tentacles were slowly suspended in mid-air, like skewers of meat. The horrifying blood-red forest of corpses gradually covered the sky above the Spirit Void Realm, swaying silently under the eerie, burning black sun.

His ruby-like pupils gazed silently at everything, his heart now utterly undisturbed...

With every step he took, tens of thousands of lives were taken. If this scene had occurred during the Nine Realms era, it would have ignited extreme anger and a frenzied counterattack from all of humanity. But now, humanity has lost even the strength to retaliate against Chen Ling. They tremble, weak, like a helpless lamb.

Chen Ling, on the other hand, is the Grim Reaper who wields a scythe and ruthlessly reaps the lives of lambs in the apocalypse.

One step forward, and blood flows for miles.

this moment,

He was like a true catastrophe.

"...What is he doing?" Han Meng was stunned for a moment when he saw the countless bloody corpses hanging from Chen Ling under the scarlet sky in the distance.

Han Meng knew that it was Chen Ling, but he didn't understand why Chen Ling, having come to the Lingxu Realm, shouldn't be killing Lingxu Jun as soon as possible... Why was he massacring civilians here?

Han Meng frowned deeply, his heart pounding as countless speculations raced through his mind.

After hesitating for a moment, he did not continue into the ruins of Lingxu Ancient Temple. Instead, he turned around with a solemn expression and rushed towards the black and red monster!

at the same time,

Under the crimson sky, Chen Ling slowly raised the boning knife in her hand.

Countless red papers extended from his body, but Chen Ling seemed unsatisfied. With a thought, the blood-red tentacles that had spread across half of the Spirit Void Realm simultaneously returned to his body...

Then, it began to wriggle wildly toward the boning knife in his hand!

The excess power from the Crimson Star's will, under Chen Ling's deliberate guidance, was frantically poured into the blade of the boning knife. Countless red paper tentacles were continuously compressed into two dimensions by the breaking of the wall, until they formed an extremely fine thread...

Chen Ling raised her fingertips and gently sliced ​​the boning knife in her hand.