After I became an ancient god

Due to the large difference in levels, Ke Su immediately lost his expression, and once wondered if the ancient god simulator game planner had some kind of disease.

Is it really lucky?

It's too much to beat monsters just after leaving Novice Village.

Ke Su looked at the setting of the character again, and was sure that the setting was correct, so he had to hold the mentality of giving it a try, manipulated the character to put on an attacking posture, observed the enemy on the opposite side, and was ready to evade the attack at any time.

At worst, go back to the file and start over, he can choose a powerful character again.

"..."

In the dilapidated and empty factory building, it was so quiet that it was almost dead silent. The wind blade and explosion powers stared blankly at the skinny boy not far away. He was obviously still so weak and pitiful, but in an instant he was covered in blood. It was shrouded in a hazy halo, filled with a mysterious atmosphere.

Especially those eyes that changed from gold to black, there was no light in the dark pupils, as if nothing in this world was worth being reflected in his eyes.

"Exactly...how..."

The two supernatural beings looked at Lark in disbelief, both feeling overwhelmed by the sudden change in this poor man who looked weaker than an ant.

No one knows why the teenager's eyes suddenly changed color.

Moreover, inexplicably, just looking at this young man gave them the urge to kneel down and pray for forgiveness and mercy.

The instinct that seems to come from the depths of the soul is not just because of fear, but a more familiar awe and reverence for the existence of higher dimensions.

Just like killing each other for such fetishes before, it was an unknown emotion that drove their behavior.

However, how could such a poor person make them have such an idea?

Just when the two of them were at a loss because of the shock in their hearts, "Luck" on the opposite side moved.

He put on an attacking posture expressionlessly, as if he was about to launch an attack. His cold pupils were dark and dull, as if they contained a mystery of the universe. Just looking directly at it for a moment would make him feel dizzy and shaken.

That kind of awe-inspiring aura that dare not profane and offend is very similar to the legendary gods.

No... this is the God of Gray Mist.

The minds of the two supernatural beings seemed to be suddenly struck by thunder, and their faces became dazed as they realized something, and the distant ravings from nowhere echoed in their ears, as if they were singing the nobility and greatness of the gods.

The sacred tone is an ancient, mysterious and meaningless language, and it will help them to lift the veil of fog that has plagued the entire world for more than ten years, and to know the reasons for all this.

So it turns out, so it turns out that what I have been pursuing and longing for all this time is the great God of Gray Mist!

"...God, Your Majesty the God of Gray Mist!"

The wind blade power user murmured, looking at the blond boy opposite without blinking, tears filled his eyes.

As if he had fulfilled his lifelong long-cherished wish, he felt that his whole soul was warmed up, as if he had returned to the amniotic fluid of his mother, with a contented and happy expression.

pat-

He knelt on the ground first, and knelt forward slowly like this, he couldn't bear to leave his eyes for a moment, the god who made the world look forward to but fear, worship but elusive.

"God of Gray Mist...Your Majesty, have you finally forgiven the sins of mankind... Woohoo——"

The windblade man burst into tears, his eyes filled with the fulfillment of his long-cherished wish. He is getting closer and closer to the god he believes in. Is this the favor of the gods!

boom--! ! !

Before the wind blade user could get close to "Lack", he was kicked to the ground by his former friend who was next to him with the explosive ability, trying to get closer to the fanatical god.

"The favor of the gods is mine!"

The explosive power user roared angrily, knelt on the ground with tears streaming down his face and stretched out his hand in the direction of "Lack", pure fanaticism flashed in his eyes, and the fact that he was about to touch the god he had believed in for a long time made him tremble with excitement.

However, before he could touch the corner of "Luck", the wind blade powers rushed over with hatred on their faces, repeating their fight with each other.

"The favor of the gods can only be mine! You hypocritical hypocrite!"

"Go away! The gods are looking after me! You madman!"

boom! ! !

Boom-! ! !

The sound of explosions and wind blades staggered.

Ke Su watched the show calmly, and before he even pressed the attack button, he realized that he had completed the mission and got all the big gift bags for the mission rewards.

Looking at the two supernatural beings in the workshop who had completely lost their combat ability and could only lay down on the ground, but were still struggling to fight each other, Ke Su thought to himself, it's really good to have full luck, and he really won by lying down.

Glancing at the mental confusion buff hanging above the heads of the two enemies, Ke Su took another look at their sanity points which had dropped below [-], as if he understood the role of this character's luck value.

It should be able to turn the enemy's mental state into a state of confusion, thus causing them to lose their combat effectiveness. Well, it is indeed strong enough.

Thinking of this, Ke Su manipulated the handle and started the next task.

His current main task is to find the lost body, and then go to eliminate the remaining gods of death on this planet, and finally the ending can be achieved.

The process is not too long, it should be done in half a day.

Squeak—the sound of the dilapidated door panel being pushed open caught the attention of the two supernatural beings on the ground. They both raised their heads and saw the figure that made them crazy drift away.

The goal they have been pursuing all their lives will take them away.

"Gods... gods! No! Don't go—"

Tears slid down the bloody and bloody face of the wind blade power user, he opened his blood-stained eyes, and begged hoarsely for the back that was getting further and further away.

Under the moonlight, the figure seemed to have heard the call, and turned around slowly, with no emotion in his eyes, as if he was watching two ants that were in the way.

Just like the eyes in the photos of the gods that the Gray Mist Sect keeps spreading, it carries an indifference that transcends human beings, and is so profound that human beings cannot understand.

The god just glanced casually, but quickly withdrew his gaze, and the figure disappeared from sight.

"..." The wind blade power user recalled the look in a daze, and lost his voice.

He suddenly realized that his madness and fighting just now might be meaningless in the eyes of the gods, and it was a wrong approach.

And the favor he prayed for was also something the gods were unwilling to grant.

Because he, guilty, was unforgivable from the very beginning.

"Ahhhh!!!"

The wind blade power user covered his head and screamed, his eyes were bloodshot, and finally admitted the fact he didn't want to admit.

All the supernatural beings are fighting desperately to find such an unknown thing. Even if there is a little clue, there will be a bloody storm all over the world. I don't know how many deaths and injuries of the same kind have been caused over the years, and ordinary human beings are littered with corpses.

Such an approach is totally wrong and not what the gods want.

They have all gone further and further down a wrong path, and they will never be forgiven.

The wind-type power user went completely insane, crying and laughing. The explosion power user beside him lost a lot of blood and lost consciousness. In this dilapidated factory building, there were only two wounded power users left. After a long time, Only then did a group of heavily armed soldiers break into the factory building and imprison the two separately.

The two of them were sent to a secret base, which has the most stringent protective measures for human beings.

"What did these two people find out? They completely killed each other, and their mental state is very wrong, especially the wind-type superpower, who has been arguing about what is unforgivable, guilty, and about to commit suicide. It's crazy. Same."

In the base, the police officer who was in charge of interrogating the prisoners showed a weird face, and after thinking for a while, he reported the news of the torture.

On the upper floor of the base, a fair-skinned man looked at the report in his hand and frowned.

"God of the gray mist? Chick! It seems that these two people have indeed found that thing, tell the people below, find out who is in that factory building tonight as soon as possible, and that thing must not fall into the hands of Spade K. "

"Yes! Mr. Coman!" The subordinate saluted respectfully.

The chairman named Koman raised his eyes to reveal a pair of calm eyes.

The time is coming, as long as the remaining remains of the gods are collected, those damned supernatural beings can all die.

This world belongs to humans, not those monsters.

Coleman thought so.

On the other side, in a ruin-like base, a white-haired man named King of Spades was looking at a certain pattern on his palm, his eyes filled with a strange light of happiness.

"It's the second time, Your Majesty must not be able to wait, soon, soon I will bring you back to this world, and punish those disrespectful dregs together!!!"

After speaking, Spade K laughed, his smile was extremely bright, like a child who got the long-awaited candy and was looking for a gift that would make him even more intoxicated.

At this time, on the other side of the distant blue star, the black-haired man wandering in the desert looking for something also raised his head, as if he had sensed something, and looked in the direction of the country where Lark was.

A familiar aura came over there just now.

will it be youYour Majesty...

In the slums, Lak looked at his surroundings in shock, his limbs trembled, and he felt that he was dreaming.

Didn't he remember that he was in that broken house before!

Why did he suddenly return to the slums... and climbed so high! ! !

Lak found himself standing on the tallest unfinished building in the slums. The sharp geometric roof had only a barely a foothold, and he could almost stand on one leg. He didn't know that his balance was so good that he could Standing at such a high place.

Looking at the tall buildings under his feet, Lak suffered from acrophobia, fell to the ground in a dizzy state, blood stained his vision, and stopped breathing.

"..." The handle in Ke Su's hand suddenly stopped, and he stared at the death reminder on the screen without a word, and fell into silence.

Isn't the wing given in the big gift bag for flying and traveling?

In order to better observe the route, I climbed a little higher and fell to my death. Is this reasonable?This is unreasonable!