The gods were furious.

They don't care if the deceitful god lives or dies.

But they cared, a mortal actually killed the god.

So countless divine punishments fell towards the place where Feng Lin Wan was.

Mountains have been blown into canyons, huge lakes, and deserts have been replaced.

The old man played by Feng Linwan was also wiped out in the violent explosion.

But the name of a 'God Butcher' remained, and it spread.

From then on, God... Pulled off the altar.

They are no longer irresistible, unmatchable.

Mortals can also slaughter gods!

The world is even more exciting!

Feng Linwan, who had done all this, felt very satisfied.

Dial the lines of time.

Feng Lin Wan continues to promote the rapid development of time.

Thirty years later.

The once simple boy has become the leader of a tribe.

You are no longer You.

It's Shi You.

He remembered Feng Linwan's grace in spreading the Dharma at the big bluestone.

I didn't know Feng Linwan's name, so I recorded the big bluestone as a teacher and named it as a surname.

Shi You has become a rare strong man in the human race.

But he did not follow Feng Linwan's expectations and become a sage who led the entire human race.

However, Feng Lin was not in a hurry.

A person, become some kind of extremely important role.

It's not a day's work.

Now Shi You has almost everything, reputation, status, power, glory, trust and reverence for his tribesmen, his spouses, and children.

But soon, he will be taken away from everything, and once again with nothing.

The huge haze spread throughout the bluestone tribe.

The forced conscription order from the elves fell to the bluestone tribe.

The messenger from the elves looked proudly at the Terrans who knelt at his feet.

Then he said loudly: "The war with the orcs is about to begin, and the bluestone tribe must provide three thousand warriors who have reached the 'bronze' level, if they can't provide it, they will be supplemented with ordinary warriors, and one for ten." ”

"At the same time, three thousand catties of grain and all war materials should be levied from the Qingshi tribe, and there should be no concealment. ”

The proud elf directly exaggerated the command from the upper peak.

He believes that there is no need for the existence of this humble Terran tribe in front of him.

A battle, all lost, happens to be the most suitable.

Although the Terrans have produced a god-killer who killed the gods, but so what?

Maybe it's because... That god-killer is rumored to have elven blood!

Otherwise, how can he explain where he learned the power of killing gods?

Shi You walked out of the tribe under the support of everyone.

Looking at the elf in front of him who could be slapped to death with one slap, he had to clench his fists in his chest and said respectfully: "Honorable messenger, our Qingshi tribe, which was established not long ago, cannot provide so many warriors, and there is not enough food to eat. Is it possible to be a little more lenient?"

The elf ignored Shi You's request, but rode directly on the white wildebeest and turned to leave.

Leave Shi You with a distant back.

Not long after, Shi You led almost all the men in the tribe to the battlefield where elves and orcs were fighting.

It's just that this war is being driven by elves and orcs behind the scenes.

The people who suffered the most on the battlefield were the Terran tribes that were subdued by both sides.

It's a cannibalism between people, as if it were pointless.

And not long after Shi You led the warriors of the tribe to leave, the Qingshi tribe was attacked by fierce beasts.

The old and weak women and children of the Liushou tribe once asked the elves for help, but received no response.

An entire tribe was torn apart by wild beasts.

On the other side, a war between elves and orcs, but fought by the human race, ended in the defeat of the elves.

The elf in charge of the command, he is too proud, and only talks on paper.

The available forces were almost completely wiped out, which eventually led to the collapse of the battle line.

After the war, the black cauldron of defeat fell on the heads of many Terran tribes.

All members of the Terran tribes who participated in the war were used as slaves of the elves.

Seok-woo lost everything.

Even human dignity seems to have been lost.

On his forehead, the imprint of being a slave was imprinted.

He couldn't figure out why this was happening.

To the elves, he is loyal.

For his fellow people, he is even more of a qualified leader.

He has great strength, but he never uses his strength to bully anyone for his own personal gain.

He seems to have done nothing wrong, but he has nothing.

He was angry and his heart was full of resentment.

But they don't seem to know exactly where to vent.

The warriors of his tribe were killed by the Terran warriors on the orc side.

It was the beasts of the mountains and forests that killed the old and weak of his tribe.

It is the elves who oppress them.

And what about the one that started this war?

Maybe it's the gods in the sky.

Who should he hate?

Or do you hate the world?

In the stone house where the slaves lived, Seokwoo remembered everything his teacher had taught him.

Memories that seemed too long ago are now vivid.

"Strength alone can't save the human race, we need to have our own civilization. Suddenly, Shi You felt that the road in front of him was opening up.

"We need to have our own heritage, we need to have our own heritage, we need to have our own... Writing. At this moment, Shi You felt an inevitable sense of mission, and he seemed to know what he could do.

Collecting the thoughts in Shi You's mind at this moment, Feng Linwan nodded.

Everything, as he had planned, was perfect.

When Shi You makes this decision, he will really start and embark on his path to sagehood.

Of course, the process is still full of setbacks.

But now Shi You has lost everything, he has nothing left, he can lose again.

"The early awakening of the human race has become inevitable, so what about the gods? When will they realize that the human race is the real protagonist of this world, and begin to compete for the faith of the human race?" Feng Lin Wan was a little hesitant, did he need to wake up this in advance.

The god of power has fallen.

Died at the hands of Casa, the current king of the gods.

But the Soul Domination and the God of Death are still alive, and they have the so-called supreme god seat that Feng Lin Wan was assigned at the beginning.

If they don't let their realm get some kind of extraordinary ascension.

Then the so-called supreme divine seat of Feng Lin Wan will be empty and powerless.

"The god of death doesn't care about him, his priesthood has determined him, and he has the potential to accumulate slowly and reach the top in the end. Lord of Souls··· Should I let him go any further?"

"Before he was sealed, he was different from the last time, he was already close to the seventh-level level. Progress is too fast, combined with the depth of his thinking, and it can get out of control. ”

Soon, Feng Linwan let go of his worries again.

"No, I don't need to control it, and Hongjun didn't absolutely control it, but made it happen. It's mutual, and it's not contradictory that the progress of the Lord of the Soul will push me to progress with me in disguise. ”