Gehr's wife and children died, and he was comforted, but only once. Because that's how life is on this planet, and everyone lives a similar life under the administration of this god. To live past the age of thirty-five is already a high life. Anyone could die tomorrow, and then the body would be used by the family as an important resource.

When all tragedies become a daily state of life, then all tragedies become insignificant. There is nothing to be happy or sad about in life and death. Because it's good to be alive, although many people have forgotten why they lived, they will live with the insensitivity they have lived and feel that others are just as insensitive as themselves.

For some reason, Gehr couldn't live that insensitively like his people. There was always a fire burning in his heart. The fire kept him from becoming numb, and it kept him from going insane. And there was a bold and crazy idea born in Gehr's mind, and it could not be dispelled in any way.

That's ......

"Someone has to pay!" Gell looked up into the distance, and on top of a high black rock hill stood a white palace with its huge pillars standing above the sky. Colossi of gods carved of pure gold are placed on the roof. Gehr's planet is not rich in water and soil, but in front of this huge palace there is the largest flower garden on the planet. Flowers of all colors bloom and exude a strange fragrance.

And from the palace there was a constant smell of all kinds of food, and those delicious foods were not eaten by the people of Geer. For example, the planet's specialty, the mango sheep, the gods have stipulated that all the sheep must be sent to the palace to be worshiped to the gods. If anyone dares to eat the sheep without permission, then they will be punished with death. Anyone who eats or catches a goat and hides it will have their whole family captured by the gods and hung high on the cliff for the eagle to eat on their flesh. Usually this process lasts for three days before you die. The executed person can watch as his flesh is eaten by the eagle little by little, revealing his bones. And I have to endure the pain of piercing my heart.

The gods enjoyed everything this world had to offer, but they forbade the original natives of this world to enjoy all of it. In the main hall, a god with a golden body and a height of three meters, exuding an indescribable brilliance all over his body, sat on the throne. In front of him was a long dining table with a variety of foods, at least hundreds. The number is as high as the mountain.

In the main hall there were servants who were constantly running in small steps, all dressed neatly dressed. Gehr touched his clothes, neat and clean, completely different from when he was working at the construction site below the mountain. On the construction site, I can only wear clothes like rags, and it is not an exaggeration to say that I do not cover my body.

After a long period of hard work, bribing his steward with his work and the food he had taken from others, he was finally promoted from the lowest class of hard labor to a servant in the palace. This is the culmination of what the people of Gehr can ascend to.

Although they were servants before the gods, they were nobles before the people, because they could eat enough food and dress modestly here. Even if one carelessly gets punished by the gods, that's good. Much better than those who worked hard at the foot of the mountain.

Therefore, these people who work here have a sense of arrogance when facing their own people. For the rest of the people had to come to them to borrow food when they had not enough to eat. This makes them feel like they are superior.

It was like the first time Gehr had come to work here today, and the consul in charge of leading him said to him in an arrogant tone: "You have to be careful in everything when you work in the Shrine. Your job is to wipe down the floor in the hall. You need to wipe it three times a day to show your figure. Otherwise, there will be no food for the day!"

"Remember, we all work for the great gods. There must not be the slightest mistake, otherwise no one can afford to be condemned by the gods!" said the consul in a lofty voice, and Ge bowed his head in agreement.

But in Gehr's heart, he didn't think so, who did the black and chubby guy in front of him really think he was? he was just a poor little worm, less important to the gods than his pet eagle.

But such a bug-like thing actually yelled at his own people, and he felt very remarkable. Yes, maybe in the eyes of bed bugs, as long as they are a little more important than other bed bugs, then it is worth celebrating. Even if it's just a bigger bug, it's fine!

Gehr was dismissive of this, but he wouldn't express it. Because he has deeper thoughts and plans. Just like the determination he made when he saw the bodies of his children and wife. Someone has to pay for all this. And who's going to pay the price? The guy who looks high, of course! Because he's the culprit for everything.

Gehr suppressed all his hatred and anger in his heart, and he couldn't bear it. Because he knew that he didn't have the strength to challenge the gods, and the other party could kill him with a sneeze. You need to wait for your chance, waiting for the chance to kill you with one blow!

You need to be patient, patient......

Patience is painful and long, but everything can be endured for the sake of revenge. Day after day, year after year, he kept repeating the simple tasks in the shrine. He had been waiting for several years, and even survived the fat black man who was the consul at the beginning.

But he still didn't find a chance to kill the proud god. Because it was too difficult for Gehr to slaughter a god, he didn't have such strength. He had experimented with poisoning, but the toxin, which was enough to poison a thousand people, was to the gods like dessert, and he didn't feel any discomfort at all when he ate poisonous food. Gehr felt that it would take time.

But the wait paid off, and Gell remembers the day he waited for the reward.

It was an ordinary day, and Gehr was still doing his daily work. He suppressed all hatred and anger in the deepest part of his heart, ensuring that no one could know about his hatred.

It was a sunny day, and the gods said they were going out to visit friends. The people in the shrine breathed a sigh of relief and could relax for a while. And just after everyone relaxed for a while, a huge energy fluctuation suddenly came from the sky. There was a thunderclap on a sunny day, and Gehr felt like his eardrums were about to burst. He looked up into the air, only to see a black figure with a sword that knocked the golden god and his companions of the same color out of the sky.

The black figure spoke in a language he couldn't understand, but he didn't know why Gehr felt like he had been waiting for the opportunity. Maybe his revenge can be avenged today. It doesn't matter if you fake it or get rid of this god with your own hands, Gehr only wants this god to die!