I'm not a drama god

A vermilion star lit up silently in the sky!

The ribbon-like divine light was like a barrier that penetrated the world. It crashed down from the sky and, together with the other two divine auras, enveloped Chen Ling!

"Is there another Shinto??"

"Three Shintos come to visit you at the same time, how is this possible?!"

Amid the crowd's exclamations, Chen Ling looked up blankly. Three Shinto stars were lined up in the sky above him, like three eyes from a distant world... They were looking at him.

"It's the color of cinnabar, and the shape of glass... I can't be wrong, this is 'Xishendao'."

"'Xishendao'? That's quite rare... But, what's the relationship between him and 'Xishendao'?"

"Is he good at acting or singing?"

"As far as I know, no...but his imaginary brother will."

Three Shinto stars appeared in the sky, attracting the attention of most people present, but then, in the void behind Chen Ling, a pair of scarlet eyes opened silently!

Anger and intimidation flowed from those pupils like a wriggling sea, and their target was the three Shinto stars in the sky!

……

Boom-boom-boom-boom…

The sound of footsteps on the floor was like thunder, coming one after another from behind. At such a close distance, it almost shattered the eardrums of Jian Changsheng and the other two!

The three of them turned their heads at the same time, only to see that the terrifying "audience" seemed extremely dissatisfied with their action of breaking open the curtain. The terrifying pressure was like an invisible hand that wanted to crush their bodies into pieces!

An expression of pain appeared on the faces of Jian Changsheng and the other two at the same time. Their blood vessels bulged as if they were about to burst!

The hand that had originally torn open the corner of the curtain was also gradually forced to withdraw...

……

click-

Bursts of explosions came from under Chen Ling. The three sacred roads that had just covered his feet seemed to be squeezed by something and shattered piece by piece!

Everyone was stunned.

"This...what is going on? Can [Divine Favor] be withdrawn?"

"I finally got the [God's Blessing] in a desperate situation, but I can only watch them retreat... What a pity."

The three sacred roads gradually moved away from Chen Ling, leaving only the vast snow and wind, drowning the red-dressed figure nailed to the skeleton...

Chen Ling stared at the scene blankly for a long time. After a long moment, he gave a miserable smile, as if he was in complete despair and gave up on himself.

……

"What the hell is this?!"

Jian Changsheng half-knelt on the stage in agony, staring angrily at the swarming and wriggling scarlet pupils, and cursing loudly.

"Destroying the world, it is the breath of destroying the world." Sun Bumian said in a deep voice, "It... is the Destroyer in the rumors."

"So how can we resist it??"

"We can't resist it...even if it's just a memory."

"What about Red Heart?? He's still down there! Now he has nothing!"

Bitterness rarely appeared in Sun Bumian's eyes, "We can't save him... No one in this world can save him."

"fart!!!"

Jian Changsheng was furious. "I didn't spend so much effort to break the wall open just to watch him get beaten! Bumian! You saved me just now, didn't you?! Now the three of us are here, but we can't change anything??"

"Is he the same as us? Don't you see what's in his destiny?" Sun Bumian pointed at the squirming scarlet.

"Tell me, how are you going to deal with this guy?"

"..."

Jian Changsheng was speechless.

……

"...it's you again." Chen Ling smiled miserably,

"Yes, I should have thought of it a long time ago... Once I take the divine path, it means there is a possibility that I will be out of your control. How could you let it go?"

"You wish I could stay on the stage forever and become a puppet for your entertainment..."

Chen Ling looked at the Shinto that was receding like the tide, with only deep despair and madness in his eyes.

"Come on, Qian! Don't you want to kill me? Go ahead! Shoot me in the head! Remember, if you want to kill me completely, you have to shoot me twice!"

Chen Ling's roar echoed above the wind and snow.

……

Jian Changsheng turned his head and saw Chen Ling's hysterical appearance. He clenched his fists unconsciously...

“Fuck you!!”

He turned his head suddenly and pulled off the silver pendant from his neck. The scabbard was like a small dagger, which he held in his hand.

He used the sharp edge of the pendant to pierce his chest, and then cut a bloody wound downwards!

Scarlet blood splashed onto the ground! !

"Heitao, what are you going to do?" Sun Bumian's pupils shrank slightly.

"Isn't it just a memory? What's there to be afraid of?" Jian Changsheng's eyes were full of bloodshot. He used the pendant to cut himself open. The pain made his body burst out with potential. He stood up little by little under the pressure of the world-destroying...

"I just don't believe this..."

"He changed my life once... This time, it's my turn."

[There is unprecedented determination and perseverance in Jian Changsheng's eyes. ]

[If fate is an unstoppable bull, Jian Changsheng is a fighter in red cloth. He has fought against his fate thousands of times, and even if he fails, he will get up again after stumbling.]

[He fought against his own fate so many times, and never gave up...]

[This time, he will be forced to kneel down to Chen Ling's fate? ]

【Absolutely impossible.】

Jian Changsheng roared and rushed towards the slowly healing curtain. The silver pendant in his hand was like an unstoppable sword. With all his strength, he stabbed into the gap in the curtain!

The sword of the gladiator is unstoppable;

The sword pierced into the curtain, and his "luck" began to be consumed crazily. Jian Changsheng grasped the hilt of the sword with his blood-soaked hands, and used force to cut the curtain open...

The curtain was breaking bit by bit, and Jian Changsheng's pendant was gradually wearing out, but he had no intention of stopping.

Sun Bumian and Jiang Xiaohua's pupils shrank in disbelief...

【Chen Ling's life is a pre-arranged script, there is no "if" in his life. 】

[But this time, maybe the fighters are risking everything, maybe the audience is moved, maybe everyone is looking forward to a new possibility...]

【Thus, a new chapter in his destiny appeared. 】

【This is the 'if' of 'if'. 】

……

boom--! ! !

A loud thunderous sound came from the sky!

Qian Fan, who had just raised his gun and pointed it at Chen Ling's forehead, felt the ground shake and looked up blankly...

Rose red, jet black, deep purple;

The three Shinto stars in the sky that were supposed to be hidden, at this moment, shone brightly and magnificently! !

The three sacred roads almost simultaneously broke through the sky and the snow, like unstoppable swords, enveloping Chen Ling who was nailed to the skeleton... The turbulent aura swept across the earth, knocking everyone in the courtyard to the ground!

This time,

Shinto returned because of them.