I'm not a theatre god

"He succeeded

On the deserted muddy road, many members of the dusk club looked a little surprised when they saw the embroidered realm falling from the sky, while Meihua 8 felt the spiritual power growing in her body, with reverence and joy in her eyes.

"Unexpectedly, I actually witnessed the birth of a demigod this time.

"...Yeah, that's really unusual.

"If he fights Wuji-Jun, who will win?"

"In my impression, there are very few battles between demigods, let alone the battle between Jiujun and Shinto demigods." Bai Ye said thoughtfully, "Theoretically, the two are at the same level, and their combat power is between the two."

"But the current Wuji Lord is probably not a complete body, right?"

"Well, but the current chief should also..." Bai Ye pondered for a moment and did not continue, "In short, it's hard to say who wins and who loses between these two people.

"Speaking of which, the War of Demigods has already begun, why haven't our senior leaders from the Twilight Society arrived yet?" Jian Changsheng asked in confusion,

"When we were in the Aurora Realm before, wasn't there Meihua who came to control the situation? Isn't it just a few of us to complete the recovery of the Nine Lords this time?"

Everyone looked at each other and felt really strange.

"Perhaps the higher-ups have other preparations?"

"Let the top management worry about these things... Let's find a place to stay first.

"Chen Ling, Chen Ling?"

Chu Muyun's call suddenly woke Chen Ling up.

At this time, Chen Ling has not yet broken away from Yao Qing's perspective. He has just experienced the whole process of climbing the stairs personally, and also felt the earth-shattering battle between Yao Qing and Wuji Jun... But maybe it's the west side. Because of the wall, he did not take part in it and did not feel Yao Qing's emotional changes.

From beginning to end, he was just a "spectator" watching.

But even so, the shock of personally experiencing the steps to enlightenment still left him unable to recover for a long time.

"...I'm fine, let's go. Chen Ling tried her best to ignore the chaotic battle between gods and continued to move forward with everyone.

Not long after everyone walked along the muddy road, the ground began to tremble slightly!

Buzz buzz—!

Chen Ling's expression changed, and he subconsciously looked in a certain direction. Judging from the tremor of the earth, a large group of something was approaching here.

"Hide first

Plum Blossom immediately took off her magic hat, and with a slight wave, everyone disappeared in mid-air, leaving only one hat floating alone on the ground.

Buzz buzz—! ! !

The tremors of the earth became more intense, and dust in the distance flew up.

A strange humanoid silver army trampled the withered mountains and villages, sweeping across the earth like an unstoppable silver wave.

As they move, a large number of bloody footprints remain on the ground. Most of their bodies are covered with scarlet blood stains, or incomplete intestines and blood clots. These things are naturally not theirs...but on the way here, The traces left by the crazy massacre.

The moment they appeared, a rich smell of blood filled the air. I don't know how many people they killed to have such an effect.

These silver monsters have no eyes, but they seem to be able to see their surroundings clearly. Their long and smooth "heads" swept across the Western Zhou Dynasty, and after finding no trace of life, they dispersed with a roar and continued to search in all directions to the west.

The black magic hat fell upside down on the ground, and became wrinkled after being stepped on by several of the silver weirdos in the dusty chaos.

The silver army gradually moved away. After an unknown amount of time, the black magic hat began to tremble slightly.

Chen Ling, Chu Muyun, 9 of Hearts and others jumped out one after another. Finally, Plum Blossom returned and picked up the tattered and blood-stained hat from the ground. Her face was so gloomy that it could drip water.

"...This is my favorite hat," he gritted his teeth and said.

"It's okay. You can still use it after washing." Jian Changsheng patted his shoulder and comforted him.

"Now it seems that Mr. Wuji is really not sure that he can defeat the chief... so he kept the diamond 10 in his back hand and said thoughtfully, "He wants to collect enough souls as soon as possible to refine more Philosopher's Stones? "

"That should be the case. Without the Philosopher's Stone, he would never be able to exert his full combat power. On the surface, it is the chief who is holding back Mr. Wuji, but Mr. Wuji is also holding back the chief..."

"Although these silver monsters are not of high rank, they are extremely numerous and fast. They are indeed the best harvesting machines.

While everyone was talking, Chen Ling saw that only the 8 of plum blossoms did not participate.

He frowned and looked at the bloody footprints left by the Silver Legion on the ground, and slowly looked along the direction of the Silver Legion's attack...

There was the outline of a devastated village.

Plum Blossom 8 subconsciously swung her legs and walked there.

The ink-like clouds rolled in the sky, and the drizzle continued across the world. Chen Ling looked at the figure of Meihua 8 gradually retreating, and after hesitating for a moment, she followed her.

Moving forward along the muddy road, the traces of blood became more intense, and the dense footsteps were like chaotic spider webs all over the ground.

As the two of them moved forward, something gradually appeared in their field of vision.

The mutilated body was stuck in the mud in various directions, and more than a dozen heads, filled with fear and despair, were scattered everywhere in the pool of blood. The blood-stained hair was condensed into lumps, swinging stiffly with the drizzle, and the rich bloody stench was like poisonous snakes. , suddenly got into the noses of two people!

Most of these people on the ground were wearing the clothes of urban residents, coarse linen clothes, and some were carrying packages on their backs, like refugees fleeing from distant villages... They were old and young, and there were also babies in swaddling clothes, but now the bodies of the babies were also cut in half, like a bloody silkworm pupa cut on the ground.

Chen Ling frowned tightly.

His eyes swept over the messy bloody footprints on the ground. From the traces, this group of refugees should have encountered the silver army coming from the border while fleeing. The whole family, young and old, relatives and friends, about twelve people, were killed without any resistance, and no one could even escape a few steps.

Looking further ahead, a charred village was standing on the wasteland, as if it had just experienced a fire, engulfing everything mercilessly.

Plum Blossom 8 stared at this scene blankly, his face gradually pale, he seemed to remember some bad memories, and his body couldn't help shaking...

"... Plum Blossom 8?" Chen Ling noticed his abnormality and called out softly.

Plum Blossom 8 seemed not to hear his voice, but just stood there like a sculpture, with a few yellow leaves swirling in the breeze, guiding his gaze, looking lightly at the edge of the charred village.

Plum Blossom 8 seemed to have discovered something, his Adam's apple rolled unconsciously, and he took a stiff step and walked there...

It looked like the ruins of a collapsed courtyard.

In the ruins, there was almost no intact object to be seen, everything was burned to black in the fire. Plum Blossom 8 came to a messy broken wall and moved the rubble piece by piece with his hands...

In the drizzle, a burnt girl's body appeared in front of him.