The god of blood, collapsed in a pool of blood.

A small, slipper-wearing foot stepped on His head.

The kingdom of God has fallen apart.

The fireball that hit Him burned everything.

The hatred and anger that has accumulated over countless years in the kingdom of God are burning in the flames.

This cut off the Blood God's source of power.

But what was really fatal was the foot that stepped on the blood god.

A human foot!

Thin, fair, and simple.

A slipper is worn on the foot.

Even so, it was just an afterimage.

Many years ago, the afterimage left behind, the afterimage stepped on from the other side of time.

This afterimage seems ordinary, but it can leave a mark on the other side of time, which is already a legendary thing in itself!

Not to mention......

This foot is wrapped with the power of rules, it is so vast and terrifying, and it is so great and sacred.

If you look closely, everyone who is qualified can see that this afterimage is actually composed of countless numbers and symbols.

These numbers and symbols, in the process of distortion, slowly deform.

One terrible formula after another, spinning at high speeds.

Even the gods, even the gods of chaos born from the spirits and psionic abilities of countless intelligent species.

Look at the numbers and symbols.

They also felt palpitations and terror like never before!

Especially the blood god who was trampled under his feet and couldn't move!

He was trampled directly under the soil of the kingdom of God.

In the kingdom of fear and sadism, countless fear flowers withered in an instant.

And then something new, grows out.

Countless eyeballs, pieces of flesh, mouthparts, tentacles.

Densely, they screamed, they screamed.

The indescribable whispers spread throughout the subspace.

The accompaniment is an indescribably frantic music.

In this frenzied music, the blood god is afraid of abuse, and finally understands what fear is, and finally understands what pain is.

"So that's what fear is?" Feeling the palpitations and tremors in his soul, the blood god laughed: "Is it pain?" ”

All the flesh was tearing, every bone was breaking.

Blood sacrifice to the blood god, skull sacrifice skull!

This favorite phrase of the Blood God is about to come true today!

It's just that......

It was only at this moment that the fear of abuse finally understood.

He didn't want to die!

He was afraid of death!

Cause......

He is an evil god born out of the wrath and hatred of all things.

It is the desires of all things that sustain Him and strengthen Him.

At the same time it dominates Him, dominates Him.

Although this desire is a twisted madness!

But......

It's a desire after all!

How could a wise seed with desires want to die?

No......

But......

Death is inevitable!

The foot, the foot that stepped on the other side of time.

Countless numbers and symbols are intertwined with countless formulas.

Each formula is a description of the rules of the universe.

They speak of time, of space, of matter, of psionic energy, of everything.

They also prescribe time, they prescribe space, they prescribe matter, they prescribe psionic energy, they prescribe everything.

Faintly, the Sadist saw the foot and turned into a rag.

And He is a piece of dust on a mirror.

This mirror has not been taken care of for a long time.

Now, at last, a man found it, so he picked up a rag and wiped it.

dust, falling from the mirror.

Little by little.

Mirrors are starting to clean!

Rumble!

Everything shattered.

The sadistic body is torn apart from everything.

He fell into the deepest eternal dream.

Just as it was in the beginning, just like before He was born.

The rain of blood poured down in the subspace.

The blood god that had existed since time immemorial had fallen.

Among the four gods of chaos, the most unlikely god to fall has fallen under one foot.

All the Chaos Gods, their eyes widened.

"The blood god is dead......" they sighed softly.

In a certain corner, the Great Horned Rat, who felt the fall of the Blood God, screamed frantically.

His screams reached the soul of every rat.

Run!

It's an oracle!

Run!

The three holes of cunning rats can't be caught in one go!

The two-headed green-skinned monster looked at the burning Blood God Kingdom in front of him.

He watched carefully for a while, and after coming to the conclusion of the sadistic fall, He closed his eyes and began to return.

The shadow of the green-skinned gods disappeared from the subspace.

Just like when He came!

But He knew, and all the evil gods knew, that the return of the sadistic gods was inevitable.

As long as mortals are still fighting in hatred and fighting in anger.

Fear of abuse will return!

Of course, the power of returning terror is to be greatly reduced.

And His kingdom has been destroyed, and it will take a long time to rebuild!

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Subspace.

It is vast and mighty, running through every corner of the entire universe.

Killing, rage, madness, depravity, whispers and murmurs of evil come and go in this terrifying world of energy.

Suddenly, a voice snorted.

He opened His eyes, and an 8 bloomed before Him.

He loves 8, which is His favorite number.

He looked at this8.

One by one, the images began to play back, and the fragments of memory began to return.

In the end, one foot, separated by time and space, stepped on.

It made him nervous, and the feeling of fear and death hit him.

But fortunately, that foot was just stepping on the number in front of Him.

Then, all fell silent.

He swallowed.

Blood-red eyes opened.

"Interesting...... "there is an existence that can directly threaten me......"

How many years?

10,000 years?

100,000 years?

I can't remember.

But, needless to say, it stirred him up.

There was nothing more exhilarating to Him than pain and death!

In particular, that kick is just an afterimage of the other side of time!

"Interesting......," He exclaimed again, "Interesting!" ”

It's not just that kick that's interesting, it's the world that's interesting.

"The Ancient Sage?" He lifted his head and looked up at the subspace of eternal chaos and disorder.

He felt the tubular network left behind by the ancient saints.

That's where it was born and the remnants of the first terrible war in the universe.

The battle between the Ancient Saints and the Star Spirit tore apart the subspace.

The spiritual energies of the new race were intertwined, and those terrible anger and hatred gave birth to Him.

"The Middle World......" he felt, that little fragment of memory.

There is Him, and there is Slaanesh, and there is Tzeentch, and there is Nurgle.

There are also humans, dwarves, lizardmen......

Even greenskins......

That's right......

The Green-skinned Twin Gods!

He narrowed his eyes.

Two hundred years ago, the green-skinned gods vanished.

It was the same in the medieval world.

But he didn't understand why. Why is there an individual whom He knows nothing about? And this evil god, also born of war and killing, anger and hatred, will return to Him after the fall?

"There's a secret there!" The terrible evil god condensed an emblem from the palm of his hand.

His emblem.

An X-shaped marker.

"Go ahead!" He waved his hand softly: "Bring me more killing and destruction!" ”

The Holy Emblem immediately floated, burrowing into the energy channel of the subspace, and following the trail.

It could be a day, it could be ten days, it could be a year, it could be a hundred years, it could be a thousand years, and one day, this emblem will find the medieval world.

Perhaps, there will be an answer then!

As for the others?

The evil god thought for a moment and closed his eyes.

There is no need to talk to them.

Unlike the blood god of the medieval world, he in the universe is not a brainless madman.

In fact, He appreciates believers who use clever tactics to win in any way they can.

Furthermore......

He closed his eyes and sat back on his brass toilet throne.

He felt a bright light, like a torch, illuminating the light of the entire subspace.

"Loyalty!" He whispered.

………………………………

In the morning, the Spirit awoke peacefully.

He scratched his head, feeling as if he had stepped on something last night.

But I can't think of it.

"That's weird......" he stood up, walked into the bathroom, and began to brush his teeth and wash up.

Then, he took his mobile phone, took the bracelet by the way, and walked downstairs.

Meow!

When the kitten Best saw him, she immediately got up to greet him.

The little cat, rubbing his trouser legs, began to be coquettish.

"Little obedient ......" Ling Ping'an picked up the little cutie, then walked to the door and opened the store door.

The sun immediately came in and the morning air was blowing in the face.

"Comfortable!" Ling Ping'an took a deep breath, then walked next door and asked for two baskets of steamed dumplings and a bowl of tofu brain as usual.

Then he went back to the store and ate it.

…………………………………………

Li Anan stood in front of the mirror, her hair recovering faster than expected.

In less than two days, it was back to normal.

Jet-black hair is back.

Looking at himself in the mirror, the little face that was as white as jade and without the slightest flaw was simply a miracle created by God.

The delicate body is like a statue.

Pity......

She gently tied her hair up, and the corners of her mouth were like crescent moons: "My stinky nephew is a face blind!" ”

Of course, she knew that her nephew, her sister's son, did not have any aesthetics.

Or to put it another way, he doesn't have the concept of beauty and ugliness in his eyes.

This is really worrying!

Tuk Tuk ......

There was a knock at the door, and Li Anan walked over and opened the door.

Chu Weiwei, dressed casually, appeared at the door.

"Captain! Captain! Chu smiled and said, "You've recovered......"

She clapped her hands and said, "Let's go out shopping together!" ”

"Good!" When Li Anan heard the word shopping, he immediately left everything behind.

There's nothing more enjoyable than going shopping!

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After breakfast, Ling Ping'an picked up his mobile phone, and he put the ring watch on it.

It's time to check out the queens you've raised!

That's the difference between success and failure of a new book!

So, he's decided to reduce his game time as much as possible from today.

For the sake of interest, temporarily squeeze a little space for hobbies.

Of course, when the new book is done, it's time for the hobby to repay the hobby!