bgm: Supeecell

Magpie walks on the edge of the desert.

The boundary between grass and sand, the bare rocks bulge out of the gravel, and a little further away from the desert you can see the low bushes in the distance.

It's been two days since the last time we were on the battlefield.

"Whew... ”

Indescribable feeling.

It was as if the head of some kind of creature covered in black cloth had been cut off, and the rough cracked knife and bone kissed each other and made a piercing "creaking" sound.

Like sharp fingernails scratching across a blackboard.

The barking pig arches the unknown in the moonlight with its stubble-baring front legs.

I don't vomit or feel unhappy, but I have nowhere to talk.

This is the murmur in the magpie's heart, a whisper that only he can hear:

How ridiculous and extravagant is it to think from the perspective of others, perpetrators, butchers, and gods, and try to parse the perspective and mood of the slaughtered piglets?

Ahhh

Undoubtedly wrong.

Foolishness without a doubt,

Failure! Failure! Failure! I simply lost my qualification to be a human being... But those aren't people in the first place, are they?

Hehe.. What am I talking about?

Allow me to tell them of their final fate.

There was no blood and no noise. The unapperningly quiet dead silence is an anomaly that can only be found outside of this world.

To be honest, I was surprised.

- Those guys didn't resist, and even at the last moment they didn't have the courage to draw their knives against me.

"Your god is dead, and just now I killed it with my own hands. ”

"Now, it's your turn. ”

I shouted in a passionate voice to make sure everyone could hear.

Like a true god—

"Wield your sword at me! Come! Venge me! I will allow you to draw your sword against me! Be grateful for my kindness! Do not scruple! Do not doubt!"

Sluggishness, numbness.

"Plunge the blade into my body! Vent your wrath! Tear me to shreds—— if you can. ”

Speechless.

Without exception, bowed their heads and remained silent.

"Don't you want to do this? Can't you foresee the blood spatting?

I know.. I know, of course, the basic rule of the kingdom of faith: no disrespectful behavior can be done to any god. This is simply the core of their thinking, and other thoughts revolve around it.

Faced with my visibly disappointed expression, these people. No, the piglets are still unresponsive.

Not to mention waking up, I couldn't even feel any feelings of hatred, there was only a disgusting power of faith in the air, stable and unchanging.

If you don't change, you will stand still! Stagnation is equal to death! What has no path and no purpose, no self-motivation and no autonomy is anything that makes me a human being!

Finally, the burly man who had been standing respectfully moved.

His overflowing faith and divine affection struck me, and I looked forward to the courage and spirit to rebel against the system.

The man looked up at the sky, his chapped lips squishing as if communicating with something far away.

Only then did I notice the grayness of his eyes, like a dead fish, soaked in the death intent that floated out of the blisters, it was a swamp, an abyss, an unspeakable trance.

It was clear that he was not connected to anything.

Although the "Eternal Flesh Dweller" has not been killed by me, the slug-like creature in the light before is its incarnation in this realm, the kingdom of God, and is one of the "flesh".

If that thing is gone, it won't be able to interfere here, even if it doesn't completely lose its senses, and even if the Perpetual still has a lot of divine kingdoms and spare bodies, this place has already fallen.

The burly man has been abandoned.,No god would be stupid enough to come to the hinterland of the school for a fallen kingdom.。

。。 No, maybe there's another one.

I glanced at the clan warriors next to me, and they weren't affected.

But even if there were, it wasn't something he could contact, and the "Permapetuals" should have other bodies here, trying their best to avoid my search, right?

Until the end, the burly man did not dare to look at me, and the others were also infected by him, as if dried fish were lined up on stones to dry.

Shocked, trembling, hopeless, frustrated, discouraged.

Confused, hesitant, but it was not the expression of the person who had lost his goal, but the machine that was more inclined to crash, and there was no next action command.

Only he didn't show hostility to me, but he didn't react to me, the culprit, or this group of piglets, these head "machines" are not loaded with this kind of "program".

Well... I see, is that the general rule of "not to be disrespectful to the gods" overrides the "belief in the gods" itself?

Mmmmmmmmmm

So... What are you doing while you're still alive?! I won't allow you to live! You can die!

No, no, you've been- long ago, dead.

Really. What am I expecting? Didn't you know this kind of thing from the beginning?

It's no wonder that the school will be incompatible with the gods.,This level can no longer be called racial enslavement.,The latter also uses the human body and spirit.,Recognize its value in disguise.。

And the gods of heaven. It is simply because of insignificant jealousy and energy that the whole body and mind of this precious resource of man is thrown into the incinerator.

No wonder so many faith population bases are so vulnerable, these are just "cows" that have been cut off from perception and have no humanity, and they are worse than piglets!

Deformed. There is a lack of certain "selves" that human beings, whether good or evil, beautiful or ugly, should have rights and are entitled to.

Hey, hey. What are you kidding...

No matter how cruel it is, there must be a limit, right? Is this pushing me to the school park? Do you mean that? God!

Then you will soon regret it and pay an unbearable price for your short-sightedness and stupidity!

This kind of thing that denies the possibility. Do you think you are my natural enemies? Arrogant!

The burly man was now shrunk into a ball, trembling desperately on the ground, like a baby, and the rest of the people were probably the same, either silent or despairing.

"Woo woo ... Woo woo woo oooo The burly man smashed his own torn exoskeleton armor, his head buried in the sand, and the fragments of his helmet had cut off half of his right ear.

"Woo-ah——-ah

Even if he howled, he didn't dare to make a loud noise, but he just held it in his throat, dry, and intermittent.

Pain seems to be some kind of medicine, venting an unspeakable sense of emptiness in the heart, but the abyss of the soul that is already the walking dead can never be filled.

I told you.. They're long dead!

At the end of this last, he also observed the principle of "not being disrespectful to the gods"

rules.

Tears and snot made the middle-aged man's resolute face smash.

It's true... Same with babies.

"Woo woo woo forehead forehead - uh, cough cough —— forehead - "

I didn't look at him again, and Polaris grabbed the man's neck.

Then he looked at the clumps of piglets waiting to be slaughtered.

Unable to resist, unable to resist, will not resist.

It's really well-behaved.

I raised my right hand and looked into the sky, I didn't want to look at them anymore.

What a disappointment for me.

- Wave your hand.

And also... Gods, right, just guinea pigs dare to resist, make me unhappy, whose garden do you think this world is?

Is.. This has exceeded the limits of the realm of arrogance and ridiculousness, and even the role of the clown is incompetent, which already disgusts me.

In that case, what do you need to do?

Did I let you live?

I'm going to let you go before the next full moon. Extinction!