I'm not a drama god

Brand's face was as pale as paper!

In his pupils, he reflected with horror the "person" that walked out of the eye of the red paper storm... Although it had the outline of a human, it had no skin, no facial features, and even the naked eye could not tell whether it was three-dimensional. It was like a dark shadow standing up from the ground.

Brand felt the aura of doom coming from the other party. Although he had guessed something in his heart, he still couldn't understand it... Fear made him retreat continuously. The scarlet paper that soared into the sky made his face blood red.

"You...you...what are you??"

On the dark face of the "human" figure, a pair of scarlet eyes slowly opened, like a smiling crescent moon, staring at Brand in front of him.

It moves forward slowly.

As it left the red paper, the eye of the storm that was flying all over the sky gradually gathered in its palm;

It was as if sheets of paper without thickness were stacked layer by layer and eventually turned into a big red paper umbrella, which was gently placed on the shoulders and opened in the black and white world like a bright flower.

Whether it was the image, the movements, or the aura, it was all too weird... Watching such a "person" walking towards him with an umbrella, Brand's hair stood on end, and an unprecedented sense of fear surged in his heart!

Brand had experienced the siege of the hall and his alchemy array was damaged and backfired. At this moment, his mental strength had already been exhausted. He had no intention of confronting the monster head-on. He decisively turned around and retreated!

The "person" holding the red umbrella did not catch up, but just walked forward slowly...

In the blink of an eye, the two were separated by several kilometers!

The black and white world of ruins receded before Brand's eyes. He looked back and saw that the strange red paper umbrella had disappeared at the end of the horizon. He finally let go of his worry...

At this moment, he was surprised to find that the originally black and white world was gradually beginning to show colors.

A strange scarlet color rose from the ground beneath his feet and flowed silently towards the sky like paint. The earth was dyed red, and the sky followed closely behind. As the scarlet paint covered the sky and the earth, Brand could not tell for a moment whether he was in the sky or on the ground.

Brand's eyes turned red as the world reflected on them, and his consciousness gradually became blurred...

Brand suddenly felt his body become lighter, and he leaped lightly, as if he could fly hundreds of miles. However, since the red color had covered everything around him, including buildings, ruins, and corpses, he had nothing to refer to...

He felt that he was flying so fast that he should have escaped from the main city and even reached outside the mortal world.

But why is it still red around?

Brand didn't understand, or he couldn't think anymore. He just kept running away, running madly in the red world...

Hundreds of miles, thousands of miles, tens of thousands of miles... Time and space gradually disappeared around Brand, and along with them, his rationality and consciousness. He was like a puppet without support, running endlessly in this red world.

……

rustle--

The handle of the red paper umbrella was placed on the shoulder of the "human" figure, and he rubbed it lightly with his fingertips, turning it on his shoulder as if he was playing with it out of boredom...

If someone looks closely at this moment, they can see the spinning brim of the paper umbrella and a flat human figure that seems to be painted on it, running as fast as a hamster in a cage, but no matter how hard it tries, it can only stay in a corner of the umbrella, looking ridiculous and slow.

The canopy of the umbrella is spinning, and he is running, like an interesting dynamic pattern trapped in the umbrella, never stopping;

That's Brand.

Or rather...his soul.

Wuwuwu——

The howling cold wind whirls around the ruins,

In the deserted street, a "human" figure was playing with a red umbrella and casually stepped over Brand's body.

It was a torn body. Brand's face still showed the determination to turn around and run away, but half of his body had already disintegrated into red paper and was torn to pieces all over the ground... The blood soaked the black ground and spread silently around like paint.

The moment Brand decided to turn around and run away, he was already dead.

The "human" figure did not look at Brand again, but slowly raised the brim of the umbrella, and a pair of crescent-shaped scarlet eyes fell on the giant dust dragon that was almost out of control outside the sky.

Ever since the arrival of this "human" figure, the Dust Dragon seemed to have gone crazy. Its huge skeleton wings tore apart the dimension where the mortal world existed. A hideous crack was visible to the naked eye, running through the sky and the earth. Endless hurricanes swept through the "human" figure through the crack!

As this hurricane passed, the order of the material world seemed to be completely disrupted;

Gravity was reversed by the wind, and all the boulders, corpses, and buildings in the ruins suddenly fell into the sky, as if the end of the world had come!

The "human" figure also rose up, but it only gently turned the direction of the red paper umbrella, and the whole person was like a light butterfly, walking in the air in this upside-down world.

The hurricane wind duct was flying through the cracks in the dimension. In the narrow ravine of chaos and disorder, a "human" figure and a giant dragon were approaching rapidly.

at the same time,

The "person" holding the paper umbrella seemed to have noticed something and turned to look behind him;

In the upside-down and shattered world, a figure exuding the aura of the ancient military god was trampling on the rubble in the air at an astonishing speed, like a flash of black lightning flying towards them!

"The calamity of ridicule, heaven and earth will punish you together!"

A thunderous roar echoed in the dimensional crack, and a murderous aura almost condensed into substance rushed towards them!

Even if this murderous aura was strong, it was not at its peak, and was still far inferior to the current Mocking Disaster and Restoring Disaster. However, the aura of the God of War lingering in the murderous aura was like the giant sword of the Ancient Treasure of the God of War that towered over the heavens and the earth, and it naturally had the power to suppress the aura of disaster.

The "human" figure glanced at him, holding a paper umbrella in one hand, and the fingertips of the other hand slid to the left in front of the body, as if dragging something invisible...

"! Punish the earth and the sky, and the disaster will mock you"

The overwhelming murderous intent rolled back into the black shadow's body as if it was played backwards. The majestic words were swallowed back into his stomach one by one, and then fell to the ground with a loud bang!

boom--!

The earth shook and dust flew up.

The "human" figure withdrew his gaze, and the paper umbrella figure in the black and white world suddenly flickered and twisted as if it had a malfunction, and the next moment it disappeared in the wind duct of the dimensional crack.

When it appeared again, it was already in the gray world.

"That is……"

The sudden appearance of the big red paper umbrella instantly attracted Su Zhiwei's attention. She turned her head in surprise and saw the "human" figure standing above the giant dust dragon, slowly raising his feet...

Step down hard!