I'm not a drama god

Chapter 1681 Gu Insect

"What's going on? Why can't we see what's happening over there?"

The Jack of Spades put down the window he was holding and asked in confusion.

“They move too fast, and the battlefield shifts so frequently, we simply can’t keep up.” Han Meng shook his head. “However, that world seems to be quiet… I guess it’s over.”

Who won in the end?

"The imaginary world hasn't disappeared... What do you think?"

Then,

A commotion arose from a distance.

Black Spade Jack and Han Meng immediately looked in that direction, only to see a figure appear out of thin air on the previously empty street.

It was a one-armed figure covered in blood, his disheveled hair fluttering in the wind, his bloodshot eyes radiating a chilling aura of oppression. Behind him, suspended in a bloody, mangled corpse, and several gems that appeared to be sealed within miniature black holes…

At this moment, those who were cheering and shouting, and whose public resentment was boiling, all felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave!

They stood there dumbfounded, watching Lingxu Jun, who seemed to have crawled out of hell, walk past them step by step, and an indescribable despair welled up in their hearts...

They started shaking uncontrollably!

Even if Lord Hongchen and Lord Wuji joined forces, they couldn't defeat Lord Lingxu?

With the deaths of Lord Hongchen and Lord Wuji, only Lord Lingxu remained among the Nine Lords, while the other human deities and demigods had all perished in the previous great war…

Lingxu Jun has become the only demigod in this era.

No one can restrain him, no one can kill him... He will become the final ruler of this world.

"……Step aside."

Looking at the stunned crowd before him, Lingxu Jun coldly uttered two words.

The overwhelming stench of blood emanating from him caused the people directly in front of him to collapse to their knees with a thud... Their bodies felt as heavy as lead, and even though their remaining rationality was frantically telling them to move aside, they couldn't budge their legs.

Lingxujun merely glanced coldly at the group before calmly walking past them. A wisp of Nine Sovereign's aura emanated from his body, instantly knocking the group unconscious.

In the dead silence before everyone's eyes, Lord Lingxu ascended the steps of Lingxu Mountain step by step and disappeared from sight.

Having witnessed the entire process, both the Jack of Spades and Han Meng frowned deeply.

"He actually won... He killed Wangzai while injured last night, and today, facing the combined forces of two Nine Lords, he actually managed to turn the tables and kill them... Just how strong is he??"

“He’s reached his limit.” Han Meng saw through Ling Xujun’s condition at a glance. “He’s bluffing, creating the illusion of ferocity… but in reality, he can’t even walk steadily.”

"Is he trying to leave a powerful impression on the public? There's no need for that... He's already the last demigod of this era, why would he be afraid of ordinary people?"

"What he wants to intimidate is not these ordinary people... but someone else."

"You mean..."

The Jack of Spades narrowed his eyes slightly.

Without hesitation, he took off his monocle and began to write and draw on it.

“Lingxu Jun’s severe injuries this time are unlikely to be repeated.” Han Meng’s deep voice sounded from the side. “If we want to kill him, we must do it as soon as possible… Absolutely, absolutely, we cannot give him a chance to breathe!”

……

Gray world.

Seawater, mixed with giant ice blocks, crashed against the dark shore with a thunderous roar.

Several figures stood on the shore, gazing at the distant sea and the numerous dark shadows surging on the seabed, their clothes fluttering in the cold wind.

"The Forbidden Sea..." Chen Ling's gaze was somewhat complicated.

"I never imagined that after all this time, I would end up back here... The Aurora Realm was destroyed because of it, and this is the final debt to be settled with it."

"It's so cold..." the beggar, Red Heart 7, stammered. "Damn it, I forgot to wear more clothes on the way here."

"Wearing more clothes won't help; you still have to go into the sea later," Sun Bumian said leisurely.

7 of Hearts: ? ? ?

Just then, a girl in a black dress silently appeared beside Chen Ling.

“Lord Red King,” Liu Qingyan said respectfully, “Most of the Twilight Club members have gathered. Apart from the Jack of Spades, only the Seven of Spades, the Queen of Hearts, and the Six of Spades have not yet arrived.”

"Has Spade hasn't arrived yet?" Sun Bumian frowned slightly. "That's not right. Isn't the Ancient Treasury of Military Strategy in the Forbidden Sea? He should be the closest to it."

"Bai Ye and Senior Chu haven't arrived yet?"

Chen Ling had a bad feeling.

Just as he was about to use his mental storm to contact the two, a faint light from the Path of the Thief God flickered from the side.

As space distorted, a figure wearing a white baseball cap emerged. Bai's face was pale, as if he had exhausted a lot of mental energy by continuously stealing space... Behind him, a figure with barely breathing was being carried on his back.

"Senior Chu!"

"The Seven of Spades!?"

"Tear the corpse apart!!!"

When Bai Ye appeared with Chu Muyun, Chen Ling and the other members were all startled and immediately surrounded him.

"He's already gone." Bai Ye gently laid Chu Muyun on the ground, his bloodshot eyes filled with sorrow and bitterness. "I was afraid he wouldn't make it to see you, so I stole space along the way..."

Chen Ling bent down and carefully examined Chu Muyun's condition.

At this moment, Chu Muyun was like an empty shell, his shriveled chest rising and falling slightly, barely breathing, and his eyes were beginning to glaze over...

But as Chen Ling drew closer, Chu Muyun finally regained a sliver of clarity. He raised his pale hand and grasped Chen Ling's hand.

“Chen…Ling…”

"Antibody...I made it..."

"It can withstand...the plague following the Red Star's descent...for at least a year..."

Immediately afterwards, Chen Ling saw a bulge appear in Chu Muyun's palm, as if something alive was wriggling, and it broke through his skin and began to burrow into Chen Ling's body.

However, Chen Ling's skin was too tough, and coupled with the faint aura of destruction emanating from it, it seemed to have frightened the creature quite a bit. Only then did Chen Ling see clearly that it was a Gu worm the size of a little fingernail.

Upon seeing this, Chen Ling immediately cut open her own palm, then pressed the Gu worm's body against her own flesh and blood, inserting it directly into her own flesh.

After doing all this, he grabbed Chu Muyun's hand again:

"I see……"

"Thank you for your hard work, Senior Chu."

After losing the Gu worm, Chu Muyun's already fading life force became even weaker. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't utter a word.

In the end, he could only barely raise one finger and point to his throat.