I'm not a drama god

Imperial ancient collection.

boom--!

A loud noise was heard from the abandoned city, and the figures of Zhu Zhong and Wu Qiong shuttled among the broken stones.

As Zhu Zhong swung his punch, the heavy force of the fist directly shattered a wall and almost brushed Wu Qiong's nose. The latter was like a light and drifting leaf, always able to avoid Zhu Zhong's fatal attack.

But with Zhu Zhong's cold snort, he took a heavy step forward, and the heavy halberd swept across. The surging wind waves almost knocked Wu Qiong to the ground. In the face of absolute power, her physical strength and speed were not enough to sustain for too long.

Just as Wu Qiong was preparing to find an opportunity to retreat, a golden divine road descended from the sky and slowly landed not far away with a roar. An aftermath containing the emperor's pressure swept across every corner of "Or Leap into the Abyss".

Almost at the same time, a line of text floated in front of all the other "quasi-emperors":

[The Road to the Throne Has Arrived]

[The competition begins. The only 'quasi-emperor' who leads his vassals to the throne will ascend the throne and become the emperor]

[Four hundred and ninety-three emperors cast their gazes upon you]

Seeing these lines, all the quasi-emperors scattered in various corners of "Or Leap into the Abyss" and Zhu Zhong and Wu Qiong who were fighting stopped what they were doing.

"The road to the throne..."

Zhu Zhong's eyes gradually lit up.

Everyone looked towards the only golden sacred road leading to "Flying Dragon in the Sky", and their heartbeats accelerated unconsciously... They knew that the time had come to decide the winner and whether the others could leave the ancient treasure smoothly.

"Only one person can become emperor?" Wu Qiong frowned.

"This screening method is too cruel..."

You know, there are about five or six "quasi-emperors" now, and each of them has his own followers, and in the end only one emperor can ascend the throne, which means that they must start killing each other, and in the end only one emperor and his followers can leave alive.

If he wants to leave, he must kill other quasi-emperors and their followers while maintaining the hearts and minds of his followers.

Just as Wu Qiong was lost in thought, a flag appeared out of nowhere and stood beside her.

It was a golden flag with the word "Wu" written on it in a flamboyant style. It looked very much like the flags used by kings in ancient times. When the flag appeared, almost all of her followers looked in that direction...

Almost at the same time, a black flag with the word "Zhu" written on it appeared in Zhu Zhong's hand, dancing wildly in the wind!

Perhaps because Zhu Zhong had the most followers, the oppressive feeling emanating from the black flag was even stronger. Wu Qiong felt as if he was put in a heavy yoke, and his movements became a little slower.

In this period of scramble for supremacy, the more followers one has, the greater the power of suppression on other "quasi-emperors".

Zhu Zhong of the Black Flag is undoubtedly the most terrifying overlord in the entire venue!

“Hahahahaha!” Zhu Zhong felt the advantage brought by the flag and laughed out loud, “Wu Qiong, what can you use to fight me? I, Zhu Zhong, will secure the throne of the emperor!”

Amid Zhu Zhong's wild laughter, his dozens of followers felt more and more at ease. After all, it now seemed that they had the greatest chance of leaving this ancient treasure alive... On the other hand, Wu Qiong's followers seemed outnumbered and weak.

Wu Qiong gritted her teeth and quickly scanned the surroundings. Seeing several flags descending on the street not far away, she immediately shouted:

"What are you waiting for?! If we don't deal with Zhu Zhong first, none of us will survive!"

Those "quasi-emperors" of small forces hiding in the distance and secretly watching were getting a little impatient. Almost no one who could attract the attention of the emperors was a fool, and they all wanted to understand the current situation as soon as possible...

Zhu Zhong is too powerful. If they don't unite, no one can be his opponent. Only by forming alliances can they have a way out.

"Zhu Zhong is cruel and ruthless! We must not let him become emperor!"

"Only if we join forces to defeat him now will we have a chance of survival later!"

"Go together!!"

"..."

As inspiring slogans were shouted out from the mouths of the "quasi-emperors", everyone rushed forward and rushed towards Zhu Chong and others in a mighty manner!

Forced by the pressure of survival and under the constant guidance of Emperor Dao Gu Zang, these young people who were supporting each other to walk out of the gray world not long ago have become enemies fighting each other for life and death. They hold various weapons in their hands, shout and stab each other's bodies, and the scene suddenly becomes chaotic.

A woman in a bright red opera robe was standing in the distance. After seeing this scene, her eyes narrowed slightly.

“No wonder this ancient treasure projected words in front of everyone’s eyes… It subtly guided, praised, and brainwashed them, implanting rules into their consciousness, thus recreating an era of chaos and division…”

"Sure enough, the emperor has a dirty heart."

Chen Ling glanced at the road to the throne that led to "Flying Dragon in the Sky". His gaze seemed to penetrate the void and he saw those high and mighty emperors looking down indifferently at the battles of the ants on the sandbox below.

"Your chess game is going well, but now, my chess piece is about to enter the game..."

Chen Ling looked at the young man in sackcloth who was walking towards the chaotic battlefield step by step, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I want to see if you can still play this game of chess."

……

Li Fu held A Qian's hand and stopped at the edge of the street.

"Brother Xiao Li...what's going on up ahead? It sounds like a lot of people are fighting." A Qian heard the roars and sounds of fighting not far away, and felt uneasy.

"Don't be afraid." Li Fu touched her head, "Just hide here and don't go anywhere, okay?"

"You...are you going to fight too?"

"Me? I'm not going there to fight."

Li Fu rubbed the ring on his middle finger with his fingertips. After a pause, he slowly spoke, "I went there because I had other things to do..."

"Ok."

Under Li Fu's guidance, A Qian found a secluded place to hide. If you didn't look carefully, it would be difficult to detect her presence.

After settling Ah Qian, Li Fu took a deep breath and walked straight towards the chaotic battlefield...

His steps were like rock, heavy and firm.

As he moved forward, more and more fighting figures appeared in his field of vision. Li Fu recognized them. Not long ago, they had sat together to discuss how to survive after arriving in the Tianshu Realm, but now they had become enemies.

Li Fu didn't know why things turned out like this, but he could feel that there was an invisible big hand controlling everyone's psychology and actions...

But none of that matters anymore.

Li Fu didn't care how others fought, or whether he became someone else's pawn. He risked his life to get this opportunity... He had only one goal.

"Zhu Zhong!!" Li Fu took a deep breath in the chaotic battlefield.

“Come out and die!!!”