I'm not a drama god

Chapter 1031: Across the Abyss "Why are you here?"

Chen Ling's tone was very surprised.

What surprised him was not that Xiao Jian and the other two would come to save him, but that they could actually charge all the way to the church... You know, there are a large number of fire usurpers outside, and there are also judgement agents in charge.

"It's very simple." Jian Changsheng spread his hands. "It's a mess outside. Everyone is fighting. We relied on the power of plum blossoms to easily get around... No one noticed us at all."

"No, can't we save him first and then talk nonsense?" Sun Bumian pointed at Chen Ling who was still nailed to the cross.

"Just because we were able to kill those three Fire Usurpers doesn't mean we can handle all the Fire Usurpers that come later. We finally got in here, let's not get wiped out here."

Everyone then remembered that Chen Ling was still hanging on the cross, and they immediately began to help dismantle it in a hurry.

Jiang Xiaohua climbed to the side, stared at Chen Ling's imprisoned hand for a long time, and tentatively pulled it hard... One arm was completely removed from Chen Ling like a toy, and was held in his hand.

Jiang Xiaohua shouted in shock:

"I took Red Heart's hand apart!!"

"???"

"Don't panic." Chen Ling said calmly, "This is the method used by the Silver King to imprison me. Now my limbs are not under my control. You can just remove them directly."

With Chen Ling's explanation, everyone felt relieved and carefully lowered him from the cross. Sun Bumian and Jiang Xiaohua each carried one hand and one foot, while Chen Ling's body was carried on the back of Jian Changsheng, who had the best physical strength, and was tied up tightly.

"Red Heart rescue plan completed!!" Jian Changsheng waved his hand, "Retreat!"

The three men carried "Chen Ling" and his "parts" on their backs, turned around and ran out of the church... Almost at the same time, several more fire usurpers hurried to the door of the confessional, and after seeing this scene, they screamed and chased after them!

Noisy and chaotic, the air was filled with smoke from the explosion and Jian Changsheng's faint laughter.

The dark confessional was receding before Chen Ling’s eyes. In the reflection of his eyes that hadn’t seen the light for a long time, a dazzling white light was approaching madly…Finally, Chen Ling’s eyes blurred and he subconsciously closed his eyes. The next moment, he felt a cool and free breeze blowing across his face.

Chen Ling's limbs do not belong to her.

But at this moment, with the help of the other three 6s… freedom belongs to Chen Ling;

After getting used to the brightness of the sun, Chen Ling opened his eyes hazily. He saw a huge gap standing on the edge of the Wuji Realm, and a shocking ravine running through the city... The originally lifeless realm was now filled with smoke, and the roar of explosions and sounds of fighting could be heard from all directions.

"This is……"

Chen Ling stared at the figures fighting among the silver monsters and the terrifying aftermath of the battle emanating from the church. He was stunned for a moment, "Who are they?"

"Who else could it be? A member of the Twilight Society."

Jian Changsheng shrugged, "Four [K] cards were deployed at the same time, directly spreading the mission to all members. This seems to be the first time in the history of the Twilight Society... You have a lot of face.

Of course, regardless of your relationship with Red King and the others, you are now the one who pays all the members' salaries. Those members who originally had no interest in the club immediately came over when they heard that you were their 'breadwinner'...

You didn’t see it when we entered the city just now. It was so spectacular.”

Chen Ling was stunned.

Jian Changsheng and the other two carried Chen Ling on their backs as they shuttled through the ruined city. Chen Ling stared blankly at the city at the center of the storm, and a strange feeling rose in her originally numb and dead heart...

"Your existence is not meaningless... You are a created actor, and you can also have your own life."

Yao's voice echoed in Chen Ling's ears again.

At that time, Chen Ling was always immersed in the pain brought by his false past, but when he was in the sunlight again and saw this realm being overturned because of himself, he finally gradually understood what Yao meant.

It doesn’t matter what the identity is, whether it’s true or false… this storm is caused by “him”.

"……Thanks."

Chen Ling spoke softly.

Even though Chen Ling had tried to keep his tone as calm as possible, how could he completely suppress his emotions at this point? His red eyes were fixed on the city in the distance. Jian Changsheng seemed to notice his trembling voice and turned his head in confusion...

"Hey... Red Heart, are you crying?"

"No." Chen Ling glanced at him with a straight face, "Just a little dust."

"……oh……"

"By the way, have your memories been restored?" Chen Ling changed the subject.

Chen Ling remembered very clearly that Jian Changsheng had indeed called him "Rest assured brother" just now. If Jian Changsheng's memory had been stolen before, he would never have used this title...

"This... is indeed strange." Jian Changsheng scratched his head, "When we broke into the Wuji Realm, our memories suddenly came back... but we clearly didn't do anything?"

"Is it weird?"

Sun Bumian's mouth curled up slightly, "Our memories were stolen by the Silver King... Now that our memories have suddenly returned, it naturally means..."

The others were stunned and said in unison:

"Something happened to the Silver King??!"

……

The soft snowflakes are like cotton wool, slowly falling from the sky.

A crude wooden stage stood silently above the ruins. No one could be seen on the stage, but it seemed as if countless figures were walking around in a hurry, making the old wooden floor creak... Faintly, there were bursts of explosions and fighting sounds coming from the empty stage, as if a cross-dimensional drama was being performed.

At this moment, under the stage, a square pear blossom table stood alone, with two figures sitting on both sides of the table, as if they were the only audience in this world.

The sleeves of the bright red opera gown were gently lifted,

The boy took a sip of the steaming tea, and it seemed to burn his tongue, so he put it back on the table;

"I don't like to show off, and I don't like to cause trouble... I haven't fought with anyone for many years since the Cataclysm."

"On the one hand, I think it's troublesome, but on the other hand, I always feel that since I have obtained the only 'God's throne', I should do something for this world. At least, it's not just bullying and making trouble..."

The boy was wearing a costume, sitting at a table in the vast snow. His appearance and voice were full of youthfulness, but his gestures exuded a suffocating sense of oppression. It was as if the person speaking was not a boy, but some kind of indescribable unknown existence that hid its true appearance...

It is like a black hole that swallows everything, or like an endless abyss at the bottom of the sea.

And at this moment,

The Silver King was sitting opposite the Abyss.