I'm not a drama god

Chapter 1716 The Last Waiter

"Chen Ling!"

"Lord Red King!"

Han Meng and the Jack of Spades exclaimed in surprise at the same time and rushed towards the falling red figure.

The sudden collapse of the Tower of Akash immediately caught their attention, and Chen Ling fell right above the tower.

Han Meng was faster, catching Chen Ling's shattered body just before it hit the ground. Chen Ling had already withdrawn from the state of being blessed by the Crimson Star, and her black and red opera robe was once again draped over her body, mostly stained with blood. She looked completely exhausted, her face deathly pale.

"How are you feeling?" Han Meng asked immediately.

"Cough cough cough cough..."

Chen Ling coughed violently. He staggered to his feet, his gaze fixed on the broken tower before him, his brows furrowed tightly.

That was just now...

what?

"...I'm fine." Chen Ling took a deep breath, and her terrifying regenerative power gradually stopped the bleeding. The last scene from before reappeared in her mind once again.

The Tower of Akash has been destroyed, and Chen Ling's own power has been exhausted to the limit, so his deductions can only go so far.

“The Lingxu Realm has disappeared… He is truly dead.”

The Jack of Spades sensed the change in the boundary and a look of joy appeared in his eyes.

Woohoo——

At this moment, the Lingxu Realm had been completely reduced to ruins. Chen Ling had slaughtered the entire population of the realm, and no one survived in the empty ruins. Only the cold wind, mixed with the extreme stench of blood, howled.

Everything has settled down.

The crimson in the sky gradually intensified, and an indescribable sense of oppression enveloped the three of them. Han Meng looked up and saw a shooting star with a long trailing tail rapidly enlarging in the sky...

The Crimson Star descends.

This was the first time Han Meng and the others had seen the Crimson Star so closely. Its trajectory was not deflected by any external force, and it traveled straight through the atmosphere, like a rapidly enlarging red sun.

With a soft rustling sound, fine dust began to flow backwards into the sky, and the ethereal realm within the ruins seemed to extend ribbon-like tentacles, swaying silently...

Not only the Spirit Void Realm, but also the remains of other major realms, as well as the Gray Realm, are undergoing changes.

A strange force field is enveloping the Earth.

"The divine path is in disarray..."

The Jack of Spades raised his palm in confusion and discovered that his own divine power was also fluctuating.

“The divine way is the crystallization of civilization, while the Y-series meteors are the destroyers of civilization,” Chen Ling said slowly. “This world is about to end.”

“Lingxu-jun is dead, and the Nine Lords have been recovered, but what about Jizai…”

The Jack of Spades hesitated. So far, there had been no news from the battlefield on the side of the disaster... According to past missions, if the encirclement and suppression were successful, the Grey King should have used Moonlight to send a message immediately.

We finally managed to defeat Lingxujun, but if we can't collect the last fragments of witchcraft from Jizai's side, we still won't be able to complete the restart.

You must understand, the Red Star is right above them... they have no time left.

Chen Ling did not answer immediately; he simply stood quietly amidst the ruins, gazing northward…

"They will succeed."

He answered calmly.

The crimson in the sky gradually turned bright red. Chen Ling took out two poison pills from her bosom and handed them to the Jack of Spades and Han Meng respectively.

The Jack of Spades knew what it was, and the moment he held it, he relaxed completely… He smiled slightly and murmured to himself:

"It's finally over... I hope I'm not the last member of the Twilight Society to board the ship."

"will not."

"That's good."

Without hesitation, the Jack of Spades threw the poison into his mouth, solemnly straightened his clothes, and then bit it hard.

As the toxin spread, the J of Spades' life force vanished instantly. He leaned against the wall and slowly collapsed... He had been lurking in the Spirit Void Realm for so long, and his mission was finally complete. At this moment, a faint smile appeared on his lips.

He has done all he can. Whether they can meet again in the next world is up to the Red King.

Having witnessed the death of the Jack of Spades, Han Meng slowly turned his head and looked at Chen Ling.

"You should have seen this in my memory."

"……Um."

"I won't hurt you."

"I know."

Han Meng calmly put the poison into his mouth. "Are you sure you don't need my help anymore?"

“No need… Reversing time and restarting the world is our job, the Twilight Society.” Chen Ling smiled slightly. “After you arrive in the next world, is there anything you want me to help you fulfill?”

Han Meng fell silent.

He hesitated for a long time, seemingly finding his wish somewhat troublesome, but finally he spoke softly:

"If possible, this time... please protect the people of District Three for me."

Chen Ling was slightly taken aback when she saw the regret flash in Han Meng's eyes.

Even though Han Meng is now the leader of the eighth-tier [Judgment] and a powerful being who can move freely between various realms, at the very end, he is still the law enforcement officer who protects the Third District... The fact that the people in his jurisdiction died in pain is his lifelong regret.

"I will."

Chen Ling nodded solemnly.

Han Meng's usually stern face broke into a rare smile. He walked gently past Chen Ling and slowly sat down on the collapsed courtroom steps...

He leaned gently against the broken wall behind him, looked up at the sky that was gradually turning crimson, and his eyes were reflected in the colors of the apocalypse.

"Looking forward to seeing you again in the next world... Commander Han Meng."

Chen Ling turned to look at him.

Han Meng chuckled lightly.

"Don't get your hopes up too high. If you encounter me in the next world, remember to stay far away... Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll be chasing after you to kill you again."

After saying that, Han Meng gently bit down on the poison in his mouth.

The law enforcement officer's trench coat fluttered in the blood-scented wind. Under the blood-red sky, Han Meng sat quietly, head bowed, like a silent sculpture.

Chen Ling gazed at him quietly, his black and red opera robes seemingly reflected the blood-red hue of the sky, and his ruby-like eyes curved slightly:

"If nothing else happens..."

“In the next world, you probably won’t be able to catch up with me, Commander Han Meng.”

Two ghostly figures swirled in the air. Chen Ling opened her large red paper umbrella and gently took their ghosts into it.

After doing all this, Chen Ling took one last look at them and slowly walked into the ruins... The crimson meteor continued to grow larger in the sky, and the howling cold wind whistled in the deathly silence.

He is the last survivor of this realm, and the last one waiting in this world...

A moment later, a melodious and gentle voice echoed amidst the mountains of corpses and seas of blood:

""I saw the sky crying","

""I heard your voice";"

""I smell longing blooming among the thorns","

""I came from the direction of sunset"..."