I'm not a theatre god

"This time, a total of four seventh-level members came to the Witchcraft Association."

"If it were in its heyday, our Fu Sheng Hui would be sure to win, but now the fifth palace is vacant, the sixth palace is seriously injured and dying, and the seventh palace is dead. The only seventh-level combat power we can mobilize is the fourth palace and the eighth palace. …”

"This means that someone needs to hold back the two remaining seventh-level members of the Witchcraft Association."

The voice of the Second Hall sounded from the intercom.

"...So, one of them is me?" Wang Jincheng stared at the oncoming seventh step and spoke calmly.

"Your [Reclamator] has a strong frontal combat power. At present, it seems that you are the only one who has hope of holding back the seventh level." The Second Hall paused for a moment.

"Remember, you just need to 'hold'... Although our seventh-level combat power is not as good as theirs, they only have one eighth-level combat power. After the deployment is completed and the situation is temporarily stabilized, I will personally take action , wipe out all their seventh-level combat power."

Wang Jincheng raised his eyebrows slightly and said half-jokingly:

"It sounds like the advantage is ours."

boom--!

The next moment, the walkie-talkie in Wang Jincheng's hand exploded out of thin air, as if an invisible hand had crushed it into a ball of scrap metal with sparks flying everywhere.

The translucent ghost was wandering in the void, and the man in black robe sneered,

"What? Do you think I don't exist?"

Wang Jincheng's communication was cut off, and his face gradually became serious. He stared at the black-robed figure in front of him, and the ground beneath his feet shook violently as if war drums were beating.

"...Then let me see what you wizards are capable of."

…

Dang, Dang, Dang!

"All town residents! Pack your bags immediately! Go to the main city of Red Dust to take refuge!!"

“Repeat it!!”

"The war has arrived! The main city of Red Dust is temporarily open! Everyone! Go to the main city of Red Dust to take refuge immediately!!! Abandon the heavy stuff! Bring only daily necessities!"

Dang, Dang, Dang! !

Several police officers beat gongs and flew through the streets of the town. The loudest volume from the speakers reverberated in the air, making everyone's hearts tighten unconsciously.

On the street, a group of dusk commune members stood in a row, turning their heads to watch the police officers hurried past, but no one paid any attention to them.

"It seems that the situation is gradually getting serious." Meihua J said slowly.

"The purpose of the Wuji Realm is to massacre civilians and refine the Philosopher's Stone... It is necessary to give priority to protecting civilians in the Mortal Realm. Otherwise, the more casualties there are, the lower the chance of winning." Bai Ye gently pulled down the brim of his hat.

After saying that, everyone suddenly became quiet.

Bai Ye turned his head in confusion and found that everyone else was looking at him neatly, their eyes full of confusion.

"Philosopher's Stone?"

"..." Bai Ye was surprised, "What? So you don't know yet?"

Everyone shook their heads at the same time.

"I only found out when I was investigating in the Wuji Realm... Wuji Jun has awakened. He cooperated with Brand, the vice president of the Witchcraft Association, to attack and kill the former president Shang Shaoquan, and also sacrificed A large area for refining the Philosopher's Stone..." Bai Ye briefly introduced everything about the Philosopher's Stone.

"I secretly followed Brand and came to the church where Lord Wuji lived, and only then discovered these secrets... However, I was still noticed. Later, I was faced with the joint pursuit of four seventh-level members of the Witchcraft Association. They couldn't help but You know what method was used to cast a spell on me, and I managed to escape by hiding in the Realm Train... I have no memory of what happened next. "

Philosopher's Stone?

Take away the soul?

Hearing this, Chen Ling's body trembled slightly, and the image of Kong Baosheng's grandma unconsciously appeared in her mind...

"...I don't know, she suddenly fell ill and was rolling on the ground in pain."

"Obviously I haven't even missed a single dose of medicine. I...I don't know why this is happening..."

"Grandma...she felt like she was being pulled out alive..."

"..."

Kong Baosheng's crying voice echoed in Chen Ling's ears. He seemed to understand something. Anger ignited under his eyes, and his fists were clenched unconsciously...

"So that's it..."

Before that, although Chen Ling had suspected that the death of Kong Baosheng's grandma was related to the Jiangtian Sect's attack, it was not until this moment that he realized that this was not a natural death from illness, but a dying soul that was taken away alive... ...And this is not the final outcome. Even if her body dies, her soul will be trapped in the Philosopher's Stone forever and endure endless torture.

At this moment, in the emptiness around Chen Ling, the "fourth wall" trembled slightly with his anger.

Chen Ling was very angry, but what could he do... rush to Lord Wuji and pluck the Philosopher's Stone from his head?

In the final analysis, this is just a war between two realms. It doesn't matter who dies or how many people die... As long as you can reverse the times and restart the world, everything will be nothing.

As Chen Ling's mood calmed down, the dark lines at the corners of Chen Ling's eyes gradually deepened, and the tremor of the "fourth wall" lasted for more than ten seconds, and finally calmed down.

"So, it is indeed the right choice to evacuate the urban residents in the Red Dust Realm." Diamond 10 thought thoughtfully, "The towns near the edge of the realm have probably fallen, and the next step is the towns in the middle ring... move them in advance Evacuation can not only reduce casualties, but also buy Fushenge himself fighting time. "

"But can the current main city of Hongchen accommodate so many people?"

"After the previous intersection of gray realms, nearly half of the main city has been reduced to ruins. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is close to paralysis... At this time, the introduction of fleeing refugees will probably put a lot of pressure on supplies."

"But there is nothing we can do about it. Apart from the main city of Hongchen, where else can accommodate so many refugees?"

"Too……"

"In short, this is not something we should worry about." Plum Blossom J finally said,

"No matter how Wuji and Hongchen fight, it's none of our business. Our mission is just to bury the realm and bury the Nine Lords... As for which realm to bury and which Nine Lords to bury, it doesn't make any difference.

We just need to be the 'audience' of this war. "

When Chen Ling heard the word "audience", her thoughts moved subconsciously, as if something crossed her mind.

"Then where are we going now?" Jian Changsheng asked, "Shall we also go to the main city of Hongchen?"

"They go to the main city to escape. Why are we going to the main city? Are we going to throw ourselves into a trap?" The 9 of hearts knocked Jian Changsheng on the head.

"The main city will definitely not work. If the Red Dust Realm loses in the war, the main city will definitely become a purgatory on earth... We'd better go to a place that won't be easily affected by the war and won't have too strong supervision, and wait for the final victory. The 'funeral' begins."

Plum Blossom J rubbed her chin with one hand, thoughtfully, "Then where else can we go..."

"Liu Zhen."

Chen Ling suddenly spoke, and in the eyes of everyone's doubts, he repeated it firmly,

"...We should go to Liu Town."