The handsome boy fell to his knees in the heavy rain, and the rain ran down his hair, down the corners of his eyes, down his cheeks, and finally fell into the stagnant water on the ground.

Rainstorms, high-speed bridges that shouldn't be there, signs for 000...... Everything seems to be back to the night of three years ago.

Endless fear surrounded his heart, and he couldn't lift the slightest strength.

Father......

That's right, Murayu!

He staggered two steps and picked up the knife from the mud, which was never sticky, but it was already covered in muddy water.

The arm is clamped, the knife is clamped in it, and the village rain is wiped over and over again with the sleeve of the jacket mechanically......

The sleeves of his coat were worn out again and again, and the rough back of the knife wore blood from the white skin on the inside of his arm, but he continued without noticing......

Can't wipe it clean! Can't wipe it clean!

Why can't you wipe it clean?

The clean knife face of the famous knife village rain reflected a clear light, illuminating the young man's frightened eyes.

He saw it, he saw the fear and cowardice in those eyes, something he had sworn to abandon three years ago.

"But I'm not the same as I was then!"

Stopping the action of wiping, he stared straight at the pair of pupils in the shadow of the knife, little by little pulling fear, overwhelm, cowardice and other emotions from those pupils, and finally only endless coldness and anger remained.

The eyes in the shadow of the knife lit up little by little, and finally blazing like the sun, dispelling his powerlessness and seemingly dispelling the boundless night.

Picking up his knife, the boy walked resolutely towards the bridge, leaving the clouds and rain behind.

It's time to drink the wine of revenge and plunge this three-year-late village rain into the enemy's chest.

……

"What the hell is going on?"

One grumbled and struck with an iron fist, shattering the heads of one lizard-scaled golden-eyed monster after another.

Yes, as Three said, it's called Deadpool, and it's a depraved hybrid.

"Smack!" "Boom!" "Boom!" ……

Palms, shoulders, knees, and even some strange parts were used by the giant man for killing.

He turned into the Grim Reaper with a graceful war dance, harvesting the lives of the monsters in front of him.

Fourth Wave ...... Fifth Wave ......

Comfortable!

Number One felt happy both physically and mentally.

It's been ten days since he returned to this world, and he and a few other people are very warm and happy, but there will still be a sense of emptiness and a trace of anxiety in his heart.

He had long been accustomed to killing and fighting day and night in the Wasteland, accustomed to the smell of blood.

But in a peaceful modern world, he can't kill people for no reason, right? Although he worked in high school, he also received nine years of compulsory education.

The black fog is surging again!

Another wave is coming! Could it be that this is a mob farm? Or is it Deadpool's lair?

That should be cherished, and you can't fish with all your might.

Two more waves! Swipe two more waves and go!

After two waves, Number One dragged the last Deadpool over, the steel-tough scales crushing like a crunchy.

It feels crunchy and awesome! Do you want to have two more waves?

Two more waves!

Two more waves!

……

It's raining heavily today and I'm in a bad mood, so two more waves!

Just after killing more than a dozen waves of Deadpool, which is estimated to add up to nearly a thousand, the bloodied No. 1 made up his final decision:

This must really be the last two waves.

But he waited for a long time, but he still didn't wait for the next wave of Deadpool.

That's gone? Okay, huh?

I've just warmed up! If you don't raise it, let's take this nest to it.

Just as No. 1 was about to find the lair of these monsters, the black fog on both sides of the viaduct suddenly turned white, and finally became like auspicious clouds.

A dazzling white light filled all the roads in front of him.

The majestic and terrifying dragon power permeated the heavens and the earth, pressing towards the number one in the middle of the bridge.

The boss is coming!

One's originally comfortable expression also became heavy, and one hand reached into his pocket and took out a grip with this strange pattern.

Skillfully cut the sharp part of the grip with his little finger to let his blood flow out, and the grip began to deform after absorbing the blood.

The small grip continued to stretch out layer by layer, and finally turned into a short metal spear about 1.8 meters long, and the tip of the spear was condensed with silver-white crystals.

The white light gradually stopped, and Number saw what was in the white light.

He had a strong and tall body, dressed in silver armor of metal, his hair overflowed with lightning, there seemed to be a burst of thunder in his chest, and he rode eight long-legged golden horses under his crotch.

In his hand, he carried a wooden curved spear, the body of which had a few protrusions like branches, with an emerald green color.

A metal mask covered its entire face, leaving only a pair of golden eyes, as bright as giant lights.

No. 1 is not highly educated, and his mind is full of fighting and killing in the wasteland for so many years, but he still recognizes the shape in front of him.

Odin! The main god in Norse mythology.

"Hahaha! It's so much fun! It's so much fun! No. 1 exclaimed, and then suddenly his face turned hideous,

"I haven't tried God Butcher yet! I don't know what it's like to poke God's body? ”

Odin harnessed the eight-legged Pegasus and asked stiffly and slowly:

"Are you him? You're not him? ”

What riddle God?

I can mix in the wasteland for 20 years, and I have to be hard enough in my hands to convince people with virtue.

Let's talk about it after the fight first! After the fight, you will be able to convince people with virtue, and you will have to explain any riddles to me clearly when the time comes.

The spear in One's hand emitted endless thunder, and his muscles tensed like a ray of light, fearlessly shooting at the legendary god.

Even mortals dare to touch the might of the gods? Odin was furious, and wanted to bring down the wrath of the gods.

He also wields a spear and charges with lightning amid the roars and thunder of Pegasi.

The rain curtain that covered the sky froze at this moment.

……

I'm going to die! I can't hold it!

The ancient dragon serum has also been beaten, and the spirit of words has been upgraded, but it still can't work!

She finally used the power of the ancient dragon serum and the large-scale killing of the [Vajra Realm] to kill the nearly fifty Deadpools, thinking that she had saved her life.

It didn't take long for another wave to come, and this time there were more, there were seventy or eighty of them.

The power brought by the serum is constantly declining, and if you inject a second shot, I'm afraid you'll degenerate into Deadpool, but if you don't inject it, won't you be eaten by this group of monsters?

The old lady is so beautiful, but she has to be eaten by this group of monsters in the end? It's too miserable.

Mai deftly dodged one of Deadpool's attacks, but several of Deadpools had already pounced on him.

After a long time of negligence, she actually let a Deadpool bite her knife, and she had no choice but to abandon the knife and retreat.

Taking out the last small dagger less than 15cm from her crotch, she took out the second cologne serum and prepared to commit suicide.

Even if you become Deadpool, you have to get it back before you die, right?

At that moment, the needle was only 5cm away from her arm, and she heard a cold male voice chanting:

【Jun Yan】