The golden back stood upright, the newly ignited golden flame quietly lit up, and Ian suddenly sprayed a breath of dragon towards the god An.
"clang!"
Shenming An cut the flames with a sword, breaking the dragon's body and spilling a lot of blood.
A few streaks of blood ran down his cheeks, and his eyes flashed with a brief shock.
"Ouch—Ouch!"
The dragons responded to the Emperor's wrath, their countless giant membrane wings flapping, stirring up hurricanes powerful enough to change the landscape.
Giant dragons of various shapes and with scales shining with metallic luster rose into the sky. The sunlight refracted on the countless layers of hard scales, illuminating the entire Dragon Valley with a bizarre light.
They piled up layer upon layer, pressing towards the tiny white figure in the center.
——This is the attack brought by "history".
This is a roar that rises from words and stories.
But the god An only drew one sword.
“Swish!”
The sword light continued, like a line of silent thunder.
A long and narrow sword mark suddenly appeared on the dragon body that Ian was so proud of.
There was no dull sound of scales breaking, only a heart-pounding "hiss" sound as matter was disintegrated.
The boiling dragon blood, molten with tiny golden flames, burst out suddenly like a gushing golden spring.
Then, the sword light expanded and formed a straight line. At first, there was a "crackling" sound like tearing cloth, and all the giant dragons that pounced on it were cut off by this sword!
Endless golden blood, like a waterfall hanging upside down from the sky, fell towards the pure white figure. And his white tentacles were like flower petals, protecting him from dust.
Ian and the other dragons' bodies suddenly collapsed, and the huge dragon bodies turned into pieces of dark yellow pages, making a crisp sound, as if a page was being turned.
“Rip——!”
Shenming An cut off this page.
He wiped the golden blood off his cheek lightly, his eyes as cold as ice, looking around for where Su Mingan was hiding.
In a corner, the second drama memory lens was quickly thrown out by Su Mingan and broke into pieces.
“Crack!”
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[Your drama memory lens, "the innocent jellyfish being chased" has been shattered. ]
[Story rating: 63 → 57]
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——New pages of the book follow one after another.
——Countless phrases and punctuation marks came one after another.
[——After Lu Shu woke up, he found himself in a gorgeous palace, with scarlet sheets covered with flower petals and the air filled with the intoxicating scent of red wine. He was a vampire marquis.]
The scene of Dragon Valley flashed by, and what followed was a vampire palace and a young man with white hair and green eyes.
He was wearing the robes of a vampire marquis and stabbed Shenming An with a knife.
——The Ian and Lu Shu who appear here are both themselves. Since the past drama memories recorded their related plots, when the drama memories are performed under the command of Su Mingan, they will also be summoned as "the characters in the drama memories at that time."
Therefore, Lu Shu appeared here briefly in the garb of a vampire marquis. When the pages of the book were chopped into pieces, they would return to their original positions.
"Dang!" Shen Ming'an easily deflected his sharp blade, but unexpectedly a cat-shaped car suddenly rushed out from behind him, raising dust and rushing towards him.
He stabbed the cat carriage with a sword, and the soft cat hair turned into flying pages of a book, like dark yellow dead leaf butterflies.
[As everyone was discussing, a celestial being suddenly flew down from the sky, flashing with silver light, and tried to capture Su Liujin. Bone dragons also chased and intercepted him, attacking him from both sides.]
In an instant, the celestial beings with flying wings broke through the air and fell, and the silver light was like a blade.
A huge, ferocious bone dragon swooped down, spewing blue flames from its mouth.
The god An Wei frowned, swung his sword, and the space was torn apart like the wind. The scene around him was like a frozen photograph, all shattered.
However, textual attacks continue to emerge.
When it comes to the phrase "dragon roars in the nine heavens" in the text, we see dragons rising into the air, rushing towards the god An with roars that shake the mountains.
When it comes to the word "death and disappearance of soul" in the text, countless vengeful spirits emerge from nothingness, bringing with them a biting chill, stabbing at the god An.
When it comes to the word "silver light flashing" in the text, there is a sky full of cold light pouring down like a waterfall, and countless feathers piercing towards the god An.
Bean-sized periods, commas with trailing tails, long and narrow dashes...they surround the "reader" at the center of the story, wrapping him in it tenderly yet coldly.
"Come out, Su Ming'an!" All these attacks were just minor ones for Shen Ming'an, but they kept coming one after another. Shen Ming'an swept away the flying pages of the book and looked around with sharp eyes.
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[Tree Transformation Progress: 40%]
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In the corner of the torrent of words, Su Mingan quietly watched the scene. To his left were the strokes that turned into fragments, and to his right were the words that flew by. And he stood silently between the pages like a silent period.
His hair turned into long, flying phrases, like the vast snow line and an unfinished ellipsis.
The edges of his body were blurred, no longer a clear human figure, but rather a smudged ink painting.
His musculoskeletal structure, based on horizontal, vertical, curved and straight lines, is arranged and combined within the space that was originally his body, forming a human form, like the most sophisticated movable type printing module.
His blood flowed with cold, smooth, and meaningful punctuation marks, which flowed slowly like footnotes to sentences.
His skin was like the thin pages of a book. Every movement and every movement of his hand caused the pages to flip and rub, and densely packed, illegible tiny handwriting emerged.
——This is because he is incarnated in the tree, in the book itself.
That's why he can use those memory lenses so well, he himself becomes the book.
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