I'm not a drama god

Jian Changsheng turned his head slightly and looked at the last living participant around him.

The participant shuddered violently and staggered backwards... Even though he knew that he would not really die if he died here, under the pressure of Jian Changsheng's surging murderous aura, he still began to fear death.

He staggered back step by step in the direction away from Tongtian Star, his face extremely pale!

"Brother, brother... I know I was wrong. Can't I just not snatch this Tongtian Star from you?"

Jian Changsheng did not answer. He just looked at the man in front of him quietly. The blood-red sword in his hand made a thunderous sound and shot out, piercing through his chest at a speed that could not be captured by the naked eye!

boom--!

A cloud of blood mist exploded on his body, and under those extremely terrified eyes, a lifeless corpse tumbled to the ground.

The murderous aura on Jian Changsheng surged again, and a black murderous aura circulated behind him, as if it had condensed into substance!

He closed his bloodshot eyes, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled...

Twelve times increase!

The starlight from the Tongtian Star Position flowed silently, and around the throne, there was no one left. Only the messy corpses and a pool of extremely sticky blood were left on the ground.

Jian Changsheng, covered in blood, holding a sword in one hand, walked slowly to the towering throne.

All the competitors for this Tongtian Star Seat were killed by him. As long as he stayed here until the last moment, he could sit on it... Looking at this chair that could change one's destiny, Jian Changsheng's eyes showed a complex look.

His bloodstained fingertips gently rubbed the armrest of the seat, as if he was feeling its hardness and temperature, feeling a little reluctant and a little envious...

The [Privilege] in his hand shone again, flickering continuously like a countdown.

"It's almost time." Jian Changsheng murmured to himself.

"You don't belong to me...wait for your destined person."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jian Changsheng turned around with his sword in hand.

A drop of blood shot out from beside him and quickly flew into the distance. His figure instantly disappeared from the spot!

……

Under the dark night sky,

Kongwang clasped his hands together, and the buzzing of his soul radiated wildly around him. He lowered his eyelids, and his pupils were locked on the participants who were rushing towards him in a panic from a distance.

These participants came from all directions. Except for a very few with strong souls, almost all others were affected. No one had the energy left to defend the Tongtian Star Position... Whether it was the surviving referees or the few participants, all of them were gathering towards the empty position!

If we don’t kill Kongwang, everyone will die!

Mr. Han on the clock tower, while maintaining the [Land of Death], frowned and looked at the chaos in the distance, and sighed in his heart.

He looked towards the distant pillars of starlight that were scattered throughout the old district and reached up to the sky.

"It's almost impossible to defeat the Void with these young people. I don't know how long it will take to reach the Tower of Babel... I hope we can catch up."

Just then, Mr. Han realized something and murmured to himself in confusion.

"Why is it still the Six Paths to Heaven Star Position... the Seventh Path Star Position, has it not been activated by anyone yet?"

As a loud bang sounded, several participants who rushed into the sky to try to stop the death were knocked down by the huge force that shattered the sky, and smashed into the earth like a meteorite, with continuous smoke and dust rising up.

The army of souls of the Void Manipulator looked down indifferently at the participants who rushed out one after another under the screams of their souls. A pair of yin and yang eyes flashed with a cold light, and his lips slightly opened...

"【shock】!"

The souls of the three participants closest to him left their bodies instantly, and the next moment their skulls were cut open by sharp ink. As blood gushed out, the three souls were pulled out of their bodies, becoming one of the continuous sources of power for Void!

Three souls were drained by the chains, and the soul of [Fu Di] became more condensed. Kong Wang stepped on the void, and the ultimate power of the God of Power directly blasted the air with a sharp explosion. Several participants were shocked and vomited blood and flew backwards!

In front of Kongwang today, the young Shinto geniuses from all realms were as fragile as paper. For a moment, no one could withstand even one of his moves... It was simply a one-sided massacre.

"Is it time for us to take action?" The Seven of Clubs walked up to an inconspicuous participant and spoke in a deep voice.

"No, we must not make a move until the last moment." The man glanced around, "Don't forget, this is the Tianshu Realm, and right now, the representatives of the realm and all the top fighters of the Tower of Babel are surrounding us. It's a real dragnet...

Once we reveal our true strength, our identities will most likely be exposed as well. Even if we kill this Kong Wang, those people in the Tianshu Realm will not let the Twilight Society leave."

"But if we don't take action now, the Ghosts and Gods will kill everyone else and then come after us... We can't just hand our souls over to the Ghosts and Gods, right?"

"Let's wait a little longer... I believe the five major realms will not just sit there and wait for death. They must be taking measures. Maybe everything can turn around."

"...Damn it, I shouldn't have come to join in the fun." The Seven of Clubs cursed.

"By the way, where's the 7 of Hearts?"

"Oh, he died a long time ago. Didn't you see? He was the most embarrassing and tattered one among the ghost army."

"hiss……"

While they were whispering, Kongwang killed two more participants.

As the ground was dyed red with blood, the number of participants and referees who had escaped earlier was rapidly decreasing. It was roughly estimated that there were no more than fifteen people left alive in the entire old district.

At this rate, it might not be impossible for Konglu to wipe out the old district in five minutes.

A new soul floated up from behind Kongwang. He floated in the air like an unstoppable demon god. The ultimate power of the god gathered in his palm. At the same time, the huge rocks scattered all over the battlefield began to gather in the air, and in an instant, a huge rake was outlined!

The corner of his eye glanced at the only remaining people, Plum Blossom 7 and others...

He raised his hand and waved casually.

The powerful Rake of Li Shen, which covered the sky and the sun, whistled through the air, as if it was going to blow the entire city block into pieces. Just as it was about to fall, a blood shadow quickly swept across the sky!

boom--! !

Along with five overlapping thunderous explosions in the sky, the blood-red sword shadow directly pierced through the rake in mid-air. The broken boulders fell to the ground like raindrops, and the rake began to disintegrate in the air!

Kongwang frowned slightly and lightly turned sideways. The long sword that chiseled the boulder almost brushed his cheek as it flew through the air. After smashing a building, half of it sank into the ruins on the earth.

The void's yin-yang eyes narrowed slightly.

A figure with a black wolf tail and a murderous aura behind him appeared out of thin air. His palm calmly grasped the blood stain on the hilt of the long sword. That was the medium that he had instantly replaced...

Jian Changsheng slowly pulled the blood-red sword out of the ruins, and looked up at the void floating in the air with a cold gaze.

"This murderous aura... is interesting." Kong Wang looked at Jian Changsheng, and seemed to sense something from the murderous aura. He frowned slightly, "Who are you?"

"My name is Jian Changsheng."

Jian Changsheng held the sword in one hand and said calmly, "I am here to take back someone's soul."