[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-i-am-not-the-god-of-drama":3,"chapter-i-am-not-the-god-of-drama-i-am-not-the-god-of-drama-chapter-1617":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","I Am Not the God of Drama",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},541999,792,"Chapter 1639: Punching Bag","i-am-not-the-god-of-drama-chapter-1617",1617,"\u003Cp>Punching Bag\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom—!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Startling thunder exploded among the endless dark clouds. The Calamity of Corruption only felt a whistling violent wind assault its face. A human figure with lightning flashing even in his pupils had already flickered right in front of it!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A low and pained voice rang out from Lord of Hidden Clouds's throat,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why must you force us to this point?!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom—!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Calamity of Corruption's reaction was extremely fast. A massive amount of root stems immediately surged in front of it, turning into a giant cocoon to protect itself. However, in the next moment, the thunderbolt lightning struck the giant cocoon furiously like irresistible divine punishment!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Calamity of Corruption was already an extremely weak Calamity of Corruption, but Lord of Hidden Clouds... was Lord of Hidden Clouds in a prime, berserk state.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But rather, at fate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Tongyuan's failure once again undoubtedly pushed humanity's last three Domains to a dead end. Lord of Hidden Clouds was once again forced into a desperate situation of struggle and pain, and this time, it seemed he had no other choice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the moment Lord of Hidden Clouds woke up until now, every step he took had been forced. The giant hand of fate seemed not to favor him at all, playing with everything of his like toys. His suppressed grievances, his unwillingness, his anger, his helplessness... everything was backlogged in his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But fate was illusory and ethereal; no matter how angry Lord of Hidden Clouds was, he couldn't harm it in the slightest. And right now, this extremely weak World-Ending Calamity completely became a punching bag for him to vent his anger. He roared and swung his fists, as if wanting to smash all the depression, anger, and unwillingness in his heart onto the Calamity of Corruption like a rainstorm!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crackle— crackle—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chaotic lightning swam among the dark clouds. The Calamity of Corruption's figure was struck by thick thunderbolts time and time again, tossing and turning back and forth like a sandbag, letting out bursts of miserable wails.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was also unwilling, it was also angry. As a grand World-Ending Calamity, how could it end up in such a miserable state?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The squirming tumors opened their mouths like human heads, letting out furious roars under the sky full of lightning. Immediately following that, its figure swelled against the wind, as if wanting to forcefully recover its original massive size. Countless lotuses of flesh and blood appeared out of thin air in the void around it!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"On what basis must all the suffering be borne by me?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"On what basis must all the dirty work be done by me?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Because I can endure hardship, I deserve to endure the most hardship, is that it?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Each and every one of you has your own ideals and paths to pursue. Only me, I'm the easiest to bully, so I have to be responsible for wiping your asses one by one, is that it?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fuck your mother!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lord of Hidden Clouds glared furiously at the Calamity of Corruption surrounded by void lotuses. His anger erupted like a volcano. In the next second, the clothes on his upper body directly exploded, the shattered cloth fragments floating down among the clouds like snowflakes...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lightning swam across his body. Those well-proportioned and powerful muscles seemed to be completely activated at this moment. His entire person was like a heavenly god descending to the mortal realm. With one step in the void, the clouds and mist within a radius of several kilometers wrapped around his body like a whirlpool, charging straight at the Calamity of Corruption!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom boom boom boom—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With every punch Lord of Hidden Clouds threw out, a large area of lotuses was churned into fragments by the clouds and mist. At this moment, his eyes were red, seemingly only having eyes for the weak Calamity of Corruption!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Calamity of Corruption's massive body convulsed and trembled slightly. The fruit-like tumors looked at the Lord of Hidden Clouds charging over regardless of everything, seemingly ready to hurl curses at him...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one who provoked you wasn't me, the one who offended you wasn't me either!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why are you risking your life to torture me?!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If you really hate them that much, then give me that vegetative person on the bed?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lord of Hidden Clouds had completely gone mad with killing. He punched out blood mist on the Calamity of Corruption's body one punch after another, but ironically, not a single punch was fatal... He completely didn't care about killing the Calamity of Corruption immediately anymore; he only wanted pure venting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thunder boomed, the Calamity of Corruption's hisses echoed in the endless clouds and mist, and Lord of Hidden Clouds's furious cursing and venting rose and fell successively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Creak—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amidst the muffled thunder, Chen Ling slowly pushed open the main doors of the Jinghong Theater.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rainwater slid down the corners of his clothes, soaking the ground behind the threshold. Seeing Chen Ling return, Li Qingshan immediately walked up and asked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How is it? Did you get the medicine?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Ling shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Qingshan's expression was somewhat complicated. He glanced at the room where Kong Baosheng was, and let out a light sigh. \"If you didn't get it... then you didn't get it. With Baosheng's current condition, even if he took medicine, he wouldn't be able to delay it for much longer...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mr. Han had said long ago that Kong Baosheng was already sick beyond cure. Even with medicine, how long could it prolong his life? A few dozen minutes? A few hours?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How is his condition now?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mr. Han's Domain has already covered the Jinghong Theater. Baosheng's last breath has been preserved, but...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Qingshan was silent for a long time, but still said to Chen Ling:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You, go see him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Mn.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pale lightning flickered outside the blood-stained windows, casting flickering shadows into every corner of the deathly still Theater House. Chen Ling looked at that narrow room door in the corner, and ultimately still took a step, slowly walking forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Chen Ling pushed the door and entered, the warm Kerosene Lamp light illuminated every corner of the room. On the cozy bed, a weak figure like a residual candle in the wind was lying flat silently...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several different viruses were wreaking havoc within Kong Baosheng's body, destroying his internal organs into a dilapidated mess. Logically speaking, he should have died of illness long ago, but the power of the [Kingdom of the Dying] was constantly hanging onto his last breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Mister...\" Kong Baosheng heard the sound of the door opening, and turned his head slightly with difficulty. \"You're back...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't ask Chen Ling if he got the medicine, nor did he ask if he found a way to save him. Instead, just like usual, he greeted Chen Ling warmly and respectfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Ling walked to the side of the bed. Looking at the youth who had been tortured out of human shape by the demons of illness, his hands clenched tightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was the Red King of the Dusk Society, the World-Ending Calamity feared by the world. He possessed terrifying authority and influence in this era, but ironically, he couldn't even save an ordinary youth...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was still no news from Chu Muyun's side, and Mr. Han could only hang onto his life for one day. At this moment, Chen Ling had almost gone through all of his connections and abilities. The only thing that could possibly save Kong Baosheng was the power of Nuo Opera.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But although Chen Ling's [Nuo] was powerful, it was too uncontrollable. Even for him now, he might not necessarily be able to replicate that kind of earth-shattering mighty power he had in the Wuji Domain... And the Curse left behind after that activation had become a lifelong brand on him, even directly affecting the trajectory of his life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But since things had come to this point, Chen Ling couldn't bear to just watch helplessly as Kong Baosheng died of illness. Even if the chances of success were slim, he wanted to give it a try.\u003C\u002Fp>",1354,"2026-05-30T14:16:50.818Z","2026-06-01T04:31:26.536Z",1,"novelbin.me","971976b6eb3d9ddaf14837abf493f6c8f4af32526be4d56ed0dd8b0cfc789fcd","i-am-not-the-god-of-drama-chapter-1618","i-am-not-the-god-of-drama-chapter-1616",1902,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-am-not-the-god-of-drama-cover.jpg"]