I'm not a drama god

"This breath..."

Jian Changsheng felt the fluctuations of the witch god's way, and his eyes were filled with confusion.

But before he could wonder why Chen Ling had the aura of a witch, the next moment, the master standing in the light pattern raised his hands, as if he had grasped something in the void, and his robe moved without wind.

In the dark, the wisp of witch-sacred aura emanating from "Chen Ling" seemed to be pulled by a huge hand and intertwined with the Shinto aura deep in the land of sacrifice!

thump—

The entire place of divine sacrifice shook violently!

Ever since the Great Cataclysm, ever since the God's Sacrifice Land was swallowed up by the Tainted Disaster, no one has set foot on this land for more than three hundred years, let alone established any contact with it...

And now, the first person to establish contact with it has appeared.

A breath of the sacred land lingered around "Chen Ling" like a gust of breeze, and finally seemed to have found a place to stay and penetrated into the ghost face mark on Chen Ling's collarbone.

This mark was originally a magic mark that Brand had placed on Chen Ling using the Wushen Dao, but after he was killed instantly by the [Mockery] disaster, the mark lost its effect... As the only place on Chen Ling that had the aura of the Wushen Dao, this ghost face became the target of the aura of the divine sacrifice land.

"The aura of Wushendao?"

Noticing this strangeness, Chen Ling frowned tightly, "What on earth are you trying to do?"

The master did not answer. He just glanced at the place where "Chen Ling"'s face was and spoke calmly:

"You want me to give you freedom, right? Now, I will grant you your wish."

As soon as the words fell, the master raised his hand;

The white paper shackles bound around Chen Ling's wrists and ankles were untied at the same time, and transformed in mid-air into a tablet with the words "Nameless Actor" on it, and flew back into the master's sleeve.

Jian Changsheng was shocked when he saw this scene, and said quickly:

"Senior Red King, Red Heart hasn't come back yet, this..."

boom--! !

Before Jian Changsheng could finish his words, a scarlet aura burst out from "Chen Ling's" body like a pillar of fire!

The power that had always been suppressed was now like a rolling volcano, venting out crazily... "Chen Ling" had not expected that this old guy would give him freedom at this time. While he was stunned, his eyes were full of ecstasy!

He originally wanted to kill his master first, but when he thought of the strange tablet and the place where the gods were worshipped, he felt a little apprehensive...

“Old thing.” He said grimly, “I’ll let you go this time… Next time, I’ll massacre the Xidao Ancient Tibetans.”

As the power was released, "Chen Ling's" skin gradually dissipated and began to change into a vague black shadow. A pair of scarlet, playful curved eyes replaced the original pupils, which looked hideous and weird.

The paper umbrella in its hand opened gently, and its body turned into a sky full of red paper and disappeared in the air!

"Senior Red King..."

Jian Changsheng wanted to say something anxiously, but his master calmly grabbed his collar.

Jian Changsheng was stunned.

"What are you doing?"

"Hold on for a while," the master said with a smile, "it might be a bit bumpy for you."

The next moment, a red curtain opened in the void, and he stepped into it, holding the stunned Xiao Jian in one hand. The two figures crossed the space one after another and also disappeared without a trace!

The red curtain slowly rose, leaving only Xiao Jian's screams, which quickly faded away...

……

Endless red papers appeared out of thin air in the sea, quickly gathering into a black shadow holding a red umbrella.

The moment this figure appeared, several Level 8 disasters living nearby were all stunned at the same time. In their impression, their boss had already swallowed this plague god in one gulp, so how come he came out again in the blink of an eye?

Before they could react, the "human" figure glanced at them calmly, as if mixed with resentment and anger, and spun the red paper umbrella in his hand...

The next moment, the upper bodies of the two eighth-level disasters closest to it disappeared instantly!

It was as if someone had twisted half of its body off, and the broken end was jagged and uneven. In the freezing deep sea, the two huge pieces of the disaster corpse fell silently downwards.

This scene happened too suddenly. No one expected that the [Cheat] Disaster could return to the deep sea so quietly, and then start to attack the eighth-level disaster with murderous intent... This was a revenge, a warning to the disaster, and also a way for it to vent its resentment.

The two confidants were killed instantly, which completely angered the disaster at the bottom of the deep sea.

As a buzzing roar pierced through the frozen sea, the entire ocean seemed to be boiling and violently surging. A world-destroying murderous intent locked onto the "human" figure, and an incomparable huge black shadow was madly approaching the bottom of the sea...

But the "human" figure had no intention of wasting time with it. It just glanced down with disdain, and then took another step forward. Its body twisted across hundreds of miles of void, and the next moment it moved directly to the forbidden sea!

The seawater mixed with ice kept washing over the sand and gravel. A big red paper umbrella stood at the end of the ocean, and behind it was the rage from the deep sea...

The "human" figure's brows gradually frowned.

It was not because of Ji Zai's pursuit, but because it discovered that even though it had left the place of sacrifice and even the forbidden sea, the faint aura of witchcraft was still connecting it and it could not be shaken off.

It snorted coldly and was about to continue to move away from the forbidden sea. The next moment, a faint purple light silently ignited from the depths of its pupils...

The "human" figure's footsteps suddenly paused.

The aura of the sacred land surges in this purple air. Without any sacrifices or preparations, a ritual of descending gods that transcends spatial dimensions is activated at this moment!

In the void above the "human" figure, the phantom of a young boy in a cotton coat was silently outlined.

Chen Ling from District Three was looking down at this body with his spirit out of body... A series of murmurs came from his throat, as if he was reproducing the spell he chanted when the trance first took place.

His phantom continued to dissipate as he chanted the spell. When it was about to disappear completely, he suddenly stretched out his fingertips and pointed at the "human" figure in the air!

……

theater.

In the dark audience seats, a pair of apricot-red eyes suddenly opened!

He struggled to break free from all the black arms and stepped out of the strange scarlet wave. It seemed as if some kind of aura locked his figure, causing it to flicker like a broken screen.

"call……"

Chen Ling exhaled lightly, his eyes fixed on the figure on the stage who was immersed in the performance. He walked through the audience alone and went to the bottom of the stage again!

As the mysterious aura became extremely strong, his flickering figure disappeared out of thin air!

The next moment, he was summoned from the audience, walked around the west wall, and returned to his own body in the form of a trance... His figure walked out of the darkness and reappeared under the spotlight.

Actor Chen Ling returns to the stage!