Randall looked at God with a look of sudden realization, completely speechless.

No, before you use it, you should read the manual first!

Oh, sorry, forgot that the Devil Fruit doesn't have instructions...

Speaking of the thunder fruit, this round and covered in thunder patterns really means a bomb.

"Well, why don't you give it back to me first!"

God said suddenly, with some embarrassment.

Faced with God's sudden and unexpected request, Randall was silent again.

After a few seconds, he said:

"Guess I'm going to give it back to you..."

God closed his eyes in despair, maybe only a fool would give it back.

The dying struggle failed!

Randall walked over to the stiffened stone god, took the small box, and put the Thunder Fruit back.

So far, the mission to the sky island has been successfully completed!

Bringing back this thunder fruit, which is known as the strongest natural system, Krista should be very happy.

At the same time, there is a construction site somewhere in the island of Bica.

An exploding head with a frighteningly long earlobe, and a sudden empty heartbeat.

He looked up in confusion.

I don't know why, just now he had a sense of lack that something that belonged to him had been snatched away.

But he was just a slave, and he didn't belong to himself.

How can it feel this way? It's weird!

"Dare to be lazy?! Are you looking for death?"

There was a sound of breaking wind, a pop, and a whip slammed into the ground next to him.

The long earlobe shook instinctively, then quickly threw away the ridiculous idea and continued to carry the building materials.

In the basement, Randall, who was in a good mood, patted God's shoulder and said with a smile:

"Haha, thank you for giving it to me."

Hehe, I thank you whole family! God gritted his teeth in his heart.

After thanking him, Randall turned to leave.

However, seeing that Randall was so bold as to turn his back on him without warning, God suddenly thought carefully in his heart.

Heresy who dares to insult God like this must pay the price of blood!

With this in mind, God looked at the spear in the hand of a statue next to him.

With a grim look on his face, he took the spear and stabbed Randall in the back of the heart.

"Die! Heresy!"

The sharp tip of the spear collides with the flesh, and it is about to pierce the flesh.

However, with a piercing sound, the spear not only did not hurt the flesh in the slightest, but broke its own body!

The god's dull gaze swirled several times in the air with the broken spear head, and then spun and fell to the ground.

There was a crisp sound, but God was like a lightning strike, and his whole body trembled.

The atmosphere in the basement froze.

Then a sigh broke the silence.

"Well, you found me what I was looking for, and I was going to let you go.

But thou shalt die."

Randall shook his head and sighed.

But the god looked at the broken spear head in a daze, and asked:

"You, why are you so hard?!"

Randall wanted to say that he was not only hard, but also long.

But he can't, so he won't be allowed to broadcast it if he says it.

He didn't bother to speak, and casually stepped aside and picked up the broken blade.

Whoever kills will kill him.

Before God could react, Randall stabbed the blade into his heart.

Being killed by a weapon that tries to kill someone else really feels a bit fatalistic.

Then, ignoring the dead god, he jumped back to the palace with a little force.

In the palace, as before.

None of those who had been there before left left.

When they saw Randall come up, they all cheered up.

Everyone's eyes were staring intently at the hole in the ground.

However, after a while, no one came up.

For a moment, their bodies trembled a little.

The expression on his face was a little panicked and hesitant, as if he had encountered a good thing, but he was afraid that it would be fake.

After hesitating for a long time, a woman who had danced before, who was about to walk out of the palace when she saw Randall, finally mustered up the courage,

shouted.

"Wait, wait!"

Randall, who was about to leave directly, was stunned, turned to look at the dancing girl, and asked:

"Something?"

The dancer's face turned red instantly, and she asked hesitantly:

"That, please, please, that, God, he..."

The voice was soft, very quiet.

If it weren't for Randall, someone else would not have been able to hear it clearly.

Although the dancer was vague and didn't dare to say it, Randall understood what she wanted to ask.

He said:

"Your God is dead.

If he wants to kill me, I'll kill him, that's normal.

I advise you not to think of avenging him, or you too will die."

"Dead... It's really dead..."

However, the dancer said in a daze.

When others heard this, they basically reacted in the same way.

That reaction was strange.

It's not a negative emotion such as hatred or sadness, but a joyful reaction that cries with joy and can't believe that this good thing has happened.

After being happy for a while, the dancer who had spoken earlier said:

"No, no, no, you're mistaken!

We don't resent you, but we appreciate you!

I'm sure the whole island will be grateful to you if they knew you killed that man!"

She burst into tears at the moment and said with a little choked up.

Randall was stunned for a moment, then realized.

It seems that the god of this island and Ganful are just positive and negative.

"Well, I don't know what he did to you.

I didn't kill him for your sake.

I killed him because he wanted to kill me.

You don't have to thank me.

That's all it takes, you will live well in the future.

above."

With that, Randall prepared to leave.

"Wait, wait!"

The dancer hurriedly shouted again.

"Something again?" Randall asked impatiently.

The dancer said timidly:

"Well, that, we don't know the name of the benefactor yet."

Randall waved his hand and said:

"My name is Randall.

Also, I am not your benefactor.

I'm just going to do it."

With that, Randall stopped and turned to leave.

Outside the door, the king of Montenegro is still guarding.

Seeing Randall coming out, he hurriedly greeted him.

"My lord, that's..."

He pointed to the main hall.

"Dead." Randall said lightly.

The king of Montenegro lost his voice for a moment.

True... It's dead.

Then he slapped his thigh.

"Good death! That kind of god should be damned!"

Randall was amused.

"Don't compliment me, I'm just here looking for something.

Now that the thing has been found, I'm leaving.

You and I have nothing to do with each other after that."

The King of Montenegro was stunned again and said:

"My lord, don't you want to be the god of Bica?

If you kill the previous gods, then you are the most qualified person to become a god!"

To become the god of an island, can anyone really resist this temptation?