I'm not a theatre god

Boom--boom--boom! !

The dull drum sound was mixed with the whining wind and snow, as if it was about to shatter the earth and ocean.

At this moment, all the cursed seaweed in Winter Harbor shrank back into the reflection, like a strange octopus closing its tentacles. The surging waves splashed tens of meters high on the sea surface, and a huge black silhouette appeared. Beginning to rise gradually from the waves.

Because the distance was too far and the wind and waves were too strong, Chen Ling couldn't see the appearance of the thing clearly. Moreover, the part of the thing exposed to the sea seemed to be just the tip of the iceberg. From a distance, it looked like the top of a giant peak rising from the bottom of the sea.

Densely packed black tentacles extend from the bottom of the sea, dancing wildly between the sea and the sky, like twisted thunder stirring up the waves. If you identify them carefully, you will find that those "tentacles" are actually the spelled seaweed that was just revealed from the reflection.

Chen Ling stood on the front of the car that was roaring away from Winter Harbor, staring at the huge thing in the distance, her heart trembling.

He didn't know what that thing in the sea was, but judging from its size, it was enough to instantly kill all the disasters he had seen so far. Even the huge fifth-level bone eagle that fluttered its wings in the gray world, and it was not exposed to the sea. One-tenth the size of that section...

If body shape can represent the level of disaster, then the one in the sea must be at least level seven?

No wonder Winter Harbor was exterminated so easily. There was such a disaster hiding on the coast of the frozen sea. Even with just a few seaweeds, it could silently kill tens of thousands of people.

The bad news is... the disaster in the sea seems to have been angered by them.

As the waves were pierced and exploded by seaweed, those black shadows swept across the coast of Winter Harbor, rushing towards the train that was speeding away from Winter Harbor. Their speed was so fast that they produced sonic booms in the air. In an instant, Then he chased two-thirds of the distance.

As these seaweeds took action, a sense of grayness began to spread rapidly around. The sky turned into a thick leaden gray visible to the naked eye, and all the colors in the world were stripped away. At this moment, the unstable balance between the real world and the gray world They were all broken and began to converge at an accelerated pace!

"Brother Zhao Yi... my eyes are broken." Ling'er huddled in the corner of the operating room and saw the color disappear from her eyes. She rubbed the corners of her eyes vigorously and spoke with a hint of crying.

"Ling'er, it's not that your eyes are broken." Zhao Yi's eyes were also filled with monotonous black, white and gray. He gritted his teeth and drove the train while comforting him, "...it's that the world is broken."

On the top of the train, the blood-colored coat also lost its color under the intersection of gray world. Seeing this, Chen Ling felt a flash of doubt in his heart.

When he was in the gray world, the red color was clearly retained... Why is it gone now?

Chen Ling suddenly thought that the last time he was in the gray world, he wore the red opera robe that he brought with him after he came back from the dead. But this time, he only wore a coat stained red with blood... Therefore, he was What is retained in the gray world is not his color, but the color of that red opera robe?

Chen Ling didn't have time to think about it, because those seaweeds that broke through the air were already in front of her. As the spells on the surface of those seaweeds lit up, a terrifying pressure swept over them!

At the same time, a stinging pain came from Chen Ling's body, and spells began to flash under his skin, which seemed to be coming out soon!

Just when Chen Ling felt that her body was about to escape her control, the void behind her suddenly distorted, and pairs of scarlet eyes opened out of thin air!

There were countless angry looks, as if one's favorite plaything was about to be snatched away. Threats and warnings spanned time and space, and descended on this world with immense pressure. The seaweed flying in the air stopped instantly!

Before Chen Ling could come to his senses, the spell under his skin quickly faded, as if it had never existed. The seaweed suddenly rolled back into the surging waves, like tentacles that had been burned, retracting. Even faster than when it came.

When Chen Ling looked back, there was nothing behind her.

He didn't know what happened just now, but he could probably guess that the "audiences" couldn't help but take action... However, it stands to reason that they would not interfere in his life and death. Is there another reason?

Although Chen Ling couldn't figure it out, she still breathed a sigh of relief. In any case, they had survived the horrific disaster.

As the train gradually disappeared at the end of the horizon, among the surging waves, the huge shadow was still staring at the direction they left,

A series of hoarse whispers with strange tones came from it:

"It's the one who mocks the abyss..."

"If it doesn't stay in...the Ghostly Abyss...it comes to our Forbidden Sea...what does it do?"

"Is it... provoking us...?"

"That's enough... Just because we... are no match for that guy... let him go..."

"Conquer the last...human city-state...the entire north will belong to the Forbidden Sea...don't create extraneous problems."

The strange whispers gradually disappeared, and under the rolling waves, this behemoth gradually sank to the bottom of the sea. The broken ice floated on the surface of the sea, reflecting the shadows of countless seaweeds.

…

The train roared across the frozen soil, and the strong wind carried flakes of snow flying in the air.

Chen Ling climbed into the control room from the roof of the car and saw Zhao Yi "intimately interacting" with the withered hand on the dashboard. Sometimes he held it tightly, sometimes he loosened it slightly, and sometimes he twisted it gently. He seemed to have mastered it.

"Chen Ling, are we safe?" Zhao Yi wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked.

"Safe for now."

Chen Ling's gaze fell on Zhao Yi's back, and her eyes narrowed slightly.

"Zhao Yi..."

"Um?"

"Don't your back hurt?"

Zhao Yi was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that his back was still hurting, and immediately grinned and said, "It hurts, why doesn't it hurt? I'm in terrible pain now... Please help me take a look, how is my back?"

Chen Ling stood behind Zhao Yi and said nothing... Zhao Yi's back was almost split in half by a deep whip mark, but no blood seeped out from it.

On the edge of the flesh and blood, dark and fine incantations slowly wriggled, seeming to eat away at his body.

"Is this the piece of seaweed left for you just now?"

"Yes, it slapped my back all at once. I almost died from the pain..." Zhao Yi twisted his back, "Chen Ling, please treat my wound quickly to prevent it from getting infected later."

"..." Chen Ling shook her head, "There's something wrong with this wound, I can't handle it..."

"Huh? What does that mean?"

Chen Ling thought for a moment and said, "There is a miracle doctor in Aurora City named Chu Muyun. After you enter the city, go find him and ask him to take a look at you."

"Is my injury so evil?" Zhao Yi turned his head to see what happened to his back, but he couldn't see it at all. After trying for a while, he gave up the idea and asked instead, "Okay... then let's do it now Where to go?”

Chen Ling's gaze fell outside the carriage, her eyes narrowed slightly.

"Pick up our 'audience'... and then head into town."