But after not having enough food for a long time, her wife had long since lost the ability to run, and in the face of the boulder falling from the dome of the cave, she could only sit still, pray to the gods as usual, and began to comfort the poor man:

'The gods will help us, they always will, you just have to leave your fate to them!' Just go and listen to them! ’”

Gehr's tone grew colder: "Thankfully, the poor man didn't listen to her.

With his hands and feet in hand, he escaped from the place of death with his daughter who couldn't walk in his arms a second before the cave collapsed. ”

'A grain of ash of the times, falling on a person's head, is a mountain. ’

A sentence he had seen on the Internet in his previous life suddenly appeared in Cyber's mind, staring at the poor man in front of him, and said solemnly: "In that primitive and chaotic era, tragedy is often the most common thing. ”

"That's right, tragedy is the most common thing in that world."

Nodding approvingly, Gehr continued, "The wrath of the gods of the earth has destroyed the poor homeland, and their tribe has had to begin migrating in search of a new place to shelter them in the night.

As the temperature rose on the way, the poor woman's daughter, like most of the children in the world, suffered from one of the most common diseases—yang fever.

However, due to the chronic lack of food and water, the girl's physical fitness was much worse than that of other peers, and she did not survive the same period as her father did when he was a child. ”

Looking at the humanoid coffee table in front of him, Cyber didn't know what to say.

But he understands that just going through this is not enough to give birth to such an avenger who slaughters gods like dogs.

After all the suffering, the poor man had come to understand something, so he chose to bury his daughter's body in an inconspicuous ball of earth.

However, what he did not expect was that his actions were unexpectedly discovered by the tribesmen, and the great chief of the tribe led a group of warriors to forcibly subdue him, and dug up the body of the poor man's daughter from the pit and hung it on a dead tree.

"Why?"

A very disgusting guess popped into Cyber's mind, but fortunately it wasn't as he thought.

"Hey, a ridiculous reason."

Smiling self-deprecatingly, Geer said hatefully, "According to the custom of the poor man's race, the corpse of the dead must be hung on a tree so that the gods can see each other and take him to the sky."

Otherwise, it will cause bad luck and disgust to the relatives and tribes of the deceased, as well as the aversion of the gods. ”

Cyber commented: "Bad habits. ”

With the help of the night, after freeing himself from the control of his clansmen, the poor man took out the fastest speed in his life to feel the place where his daughter's bones were buried.

Then, after all, he was still a step slower, and the corpse left in the treetops was only a bloody head, and the flesh-rich body had long been eaten by the unknown beasts of the desert. ”

At some point, a black flame had ignited at the foot of the Corpse Mountain, and the figure on the throne on the top of the mountain seemed to be unconscious, continuing to tell the story of the poor man, and his voice became louder and louder: "After burying his daughter's head, the poor man's faith finally collapsed, and he recognized a fact that he had already understood in his heart - gods do not exist!"

Otherwise, where are they when people need these gods!!

Where were the poor man's mothers, fathers, wives, daughters, and himself when they needed them most!! ”

"But the gods in this world are real."

Glancing at the hundreds of corpses of gods under the other party's feet, Cyber said lightly.

"In the night, after the poor man had slain the chief of the tribe, he began to wander alone in the desert until he was too exhausted to hunt any more prey.

Just as he was about to give up his life and die peacefully, a torrential rain suddenly fell in the sky that he had never seen before, followed by a meteor falling from the sky. ”

Geer's words contained endless resentment: "The rain moistened his intestines and replenished his strength, and the poor man walked with great difficulty to the place where the meteor fell not far away.

Then, he discovered an incomparably terrible truth.

In fact...... Gods are present!! ”

"Yes, the gods exist! The golden figure that fell into that pit looked exactly like the ancient stone statue that had been worshiped in the tribe for hundreds of years! ”

Without giving the black-haired man a chance to speak, the figure on the throne continued: "The most ironic thing is that the god is like those dying people who are suffering from yang fever but have not been replenished by water for a long time, and their eyes are full of fear of death.

He did not hesitate to stretch out his noble golden palm and beg the poor man, who was as humble as an ant: 'Help... Save me ......'

Just like the countless same prayers that the poor man's relatives had made to him. ”

"So, you killed him?"

Cyber raised his eyebrows, knowing that the key place was coming.

Of course, the poor man did not respond to his request, but went to the enemy whom he had slain, picked it up from his hand, and became a predator in the desert.

Dismembered the high god into countless pieces of flesh, leaving behind a skull of untold horror and pain.

Just like his daughter. ”

Stroking the black sword at his side, Geer didn't care about the other party revealing the poor man's identity, and grinned: "Then, the poor man once again discovered a fact that made him extremely happy......

When God is killed, He will die! ”

After listening to the other party's story, Cyber already had a rough guess about the poor man's purpose: "So, your purpose?" ”

"Bathing in a pool of blood from the gods, feeling the abundant power plundered from the other person's body, a question arose in the poor man's humble brain.

What if there were more gods? ”

Looking down at the black flames that had gradually spread to the mountainside of the corpse pile under his feet, Gehr's emotions gradually regained his composure: "It turns out that there is.

So the poor man began to track them down and slaughter them until all the gods of that world were slaughtered. ”

"After this, the poor man completely abandoned the past and lived only for one goal."

Sitting upright, staring at the black-haired man in front of him, Geer said, "My name is Geer, an unknown person, a poor man, a wanderer in a forgotten world.

Carrying the shadow of vengeance, bathed in the blood of the gods, with a simple dream thrown in his heart......

End this age of the gods and let what shouldn't exist come to an end! ”

"Great ideals."

After a moment of silence, Cyber slowly spoke: "But, have you ever understood what you are resisting for?" ”

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