Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

The cold stones mixed with sharp glass fragments, wrapped in the biting rain, smashed heavily on Yuuri Takishiro's body.

He didn't dodge.

Each impact was like a heavy hammer, not only hitting his flesh,

It hit his heart even harder, causing that heart, already exhausted from excessive fighting, to crack inch by inch.

The rain washed away the blood on his face and blurred his vision.

On both sides of the street, the residents who had been saved by him from the mouths of the beasts,

But now he was attacked with the most vicious eyes and the most vulgar language.

"Monster! Get out of our home!"

"You and those damn corpse beasts are birds of a feather! You're the one who drew them here!"

"Kill him! He's a nuisance if he's alive!"

The obscene words were like poisoned steel needles, piercing his eardrums and piercing his soul.

Yuuri Takishiro dragged his heavy steps, step by step, across this road paved with fear.

His black combat uniform had long been torn to shreds, with bright red blood dripping down the corners of his clothes.

A small, sad ripple spread out on the flooded ground, but was soon swallowed up by the dirty rain water.

why?

He questioned himself in his heart more than once.

In order to protect these people, he gave up everything in the past and wandered on the brink of life and death day after day.

His companions fell one by one, and his body was covered with scars that would never fade.

He thought he was a shield, a wall, a tiny ray of hope in this apocalyptic world.

But in the end, what he got was not gratitude, but an attack more hurtful than the claws of the corpse beast.

It turns out that in the eyes of these people, he who is able to fight against monsters is himself another monster that is even more worthy of fear.

The huge disappointment and self-doubt were like a cold current from the deep sea, instantly drowning him.

He felt his strength draining away, not from the pain, but from the collapse of his faith.

Maybe... they are right, maybe I am really just a walking disaster.

His steps became heavier and heavier, the world before his eyes was spinning, and he almost collapsed.

At this moment, a small figure stumbled out from the bustling and fanatical crowd.

She was a little girl about five or six years old, covered in mud and dust, and so thin that she seemed like she could be blown down by a gust of wind.

Her face was covered with tears and rain, but she was holding tightly to a large bright yellow umbrella that was totally disproportionate to her body.

"Don't bully big brother!"

The little girl used all her strength to let out a childish cry.

The sound was not loud, but it was like a thunderclap, causing the surrounding curses to pause for a moment.

She ignored the adults' astonished or contemptuous looks, stretched out her short legs, and ran to Yuuri Takishiro.

Then, she stood on tiptoe and raised the bright yellow umbrella above her head with all her strength.

A small sky was created for him, free of stones and insults.

The rain slid down the edge of the umbrella, forming a crystal curtain of water.

Yuuri Takishiro slowly lowered his head and looked at the small, stubborn figure in front of him.

The umbrella was a warm bright yellow, like a small sun, instantly dispelling all the haze and coldness in his heart.

The girl raised her dirty little face, with a pair of big eyes with distinct black and white.

There is no fear, no disgust, only the purest trust and worry.

She saw Yuuri Takishiro looking at her, and he grinned, revealing a brilliant smile with missing front teeth.

"Big brother, don't be afraid, I will protect you."

At this moment, Yuuri Takishiro felt that his world was on the verge of collapse.

I was completely illuminated by this smile and these innocent words.

What about protecting humanity, what about saving the world... those grand goals became illusory in an instant.

He suddenly understood the meaning of his fight.

Not for those numb, selfish, ignorant onlookers,

It is to protect the smile in front of me, and to allow such innocence and kindness to continue to exist in this damn apocalypse.

This is enough.

That’s... enough!

A relieved smile spread from the corner of Yuuri Takishiro's mouth and quickly spread to his entire face.

The confusion and despair in his eyes receded like the tide, replaced by unprecedented determination and passion.

He reached out and wanted to touch the girl's head gently.

However, before his hand touched it, something strange happened!

call out--!

A faint blue light burst out from behind Yuuri Takishiro without any warning!

It was a cyberpunk-style energy spear.

The runes on the gun body flowed, tearing through the rain curtain at a speed that was difficult for the naked eye to grasp.

It was nailed accurately on the wall of an abandoned building not far away!

"Roar--!!!"

An inhuman roar, full of pain and violence, exploded from the wall!

The originally plain wall suddenly collapsed.

A huge monster covered with twisted muscles and bone spurs broke through the wall!

Its body was covered in tattered clothes, and it was obviously a mutated human being, but now it only had the instincts of a beast.

Sticky pus dripped from its wounds.

The dark blue spear pierced right through its chest, nailing it to the ruins!

This corpse beast hiding in the dark has been waiting for the moment when Yuuri Takishiro has a mental breakdown to launch a fatal attack!

The appearance of the corpse beast caused the residents who had been clamoring just now to burst into screams of extreme terror.

The resentment on their faces was instantly replaced by the fear of death.

The corpse beast struggled frantically, opened its bloody mouth, and let out a deafening roar in the direction of Yuuri Takishiro!

The terrifying sonic shock mixed with the foul-smelling gale swept out!

The bright yellow umbrella in the little girl's hand was instantly blown into the air, rolling and falling into the distance.

The wind blew her small body so hard that she staggered and almost fell.

The residents who had just thrown stones at Yuuri Takishiro now scattered like birds and beasts.

Crying and pushing, I only wish my parents had given me two more legs.

They fled in a panic in the direction away from the dead beasts, and the streets were suddenly in chaos.

No one looked at the "monster" who had been insulted by them, and no one cared about the little girl who held an umbrella for the "monster".

Yuuri Takishiro pulled the little girl, whose face was pale with fear, behind him, his eyes as cold as ice.

He slowly raised his right hand, and a silver pistol with a peculiar shape and full of metallic texture - "Judge" - appeared out of thin air in his palm.

The corpse beast finally broke free from the spear, took heavy steps, and rushed towards him with the ground shaking!

Yuuri Takishiro's gaze was fixed, without any unnecessary movement.

At the moment when the corpse beast's sharp claws were about to touch his face, he pulled the trigger.

"boom!"

A dull but penetrating gunshot, like the thunder of judgment, resounded throughout the street.

It was as if time was slowed down at this moment.

The high-speed rotating special bullet accurately penetrated into the corpse beast's wide-open mouth.

It pierced through the back of its head, bringing up a puff of black and purple smelly blood and brain matter.

The huge body fell to the ground with a loud bang, splashing mud and water all over the ground. It twitched twice and then fell silent.

The dark blue spear nailed to the ruins also turned into flying light particles at this moment, slowly dissipating in the cold rain.

After doing all this, Yuuri Takishiro's tense body finally reached its limit.

Everything went dark before his eyes, and a strong feeling of weakness hit him like a tsunami, and his consciousness sank into endless darkness.

"thump."

His tall body fell straight back and landed heavily in the water.

"Big brother! Big brother, wake up!"

The little girl's anxious cries echoed in the empty streets.

She shook Yuuri Takishiro desperately, but the latter had his eyes closed and did not respond.

Those residents who ran to a distance saw the corpse beast being killed instantly by a single shot.

He then saw Yuuri Takishiro lying on the ground, and stopped in shock.

They watched the scene from afar, their faces filled with shock, confusion and relief at having survived.

"Is he... is he dead?"

"I don't know... that shot just now was so terrifying..."

"It doesn't matter whether he's dead or not, as long as the corpse beast is dead, it's fine! We're safe!"

There were whispers among the crowd, and some people even smiled secretly.

However, their joy did not last long.

The sky changed without any warning.

"Click——!!!"

A loud noise like breaking glass came from the sky, and everyone looked up in horror.

Above the gray clouds, there was a huge blood-red crack.

Like a hideous scar, it suddenly tore the entire sky apart!

Deep within the cracks, there was a dark red and chaos like purgatory.

An indescribable terrifying pressure from ancient times poured down from it, covering the entire earth.

Immediately afterwards, a roar that was enough to make the soul tremble came from the crack in the distance!

That roar was filled with endless majesty and tyranny, and it was only the aftermath.

All the survivors on the ground felt their legs go weak, their hearts and courage shattered, and a sense of despair from the bottom of their hearts gripped everyone's throats.

Compared with the owner of the roar, the corpse beast just now was like a docile cat!

it's over...

This time, it's really over...

A look of dead despair appeared on everyone's face.

In the face of such a devastating force, any struggle seems futile.

In this suffocating silence and despair,

A violent roar of engines came from far away, cutting through the rain curtain and tearing apart the desperate atmosphere.

Everyone subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound.

At the end of the street, there was a McLaren sports car that was completely black, dotted with irregular scarlet stripes, and painted in a doomsday style.

It is coming at lightning speed, with a posture that is incompatible with this dilapidated world, splashing water all over the sky!

Streamlined body, wild modification,

And the smooth paint surface, which is a luxury in the end times, all highlight its uniqueness.

The expressions of the survivors present changed instantly.

In the midst of despair, some people's eyes changed from initial shock to

It quickly turned into a complex emotion - the fear of power,

Jealousy of wealth, and... naked greed and covetousness.

In such a doomsday, such a car represents more than just speed.

It is also the absolute power of status, resources and survival.

"squeak--!!!"

The harsh sound of brakes sounded, and this arrogant beast of doom did a beautiful tailspin.

It stopped steadily not far from the crowd, and the splashing mud and water even wet the trouser legs of several people.