Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

As soon as that aura appeared, it was like a pair of invisible hands, strangling the throats of every god on the battlefield.

That is not the pressure of divine power, but a kind of pollution and corruption from the deepest source of life.

It's as if one look would rust the soul, and one breath would corrupt the godhead.

The Nordic gods, those warriors who had experienced hundreds of battles and had wills as strong as steel, all felt a trembling from the bottom of their bones at this moment.

In this dead silence, the indifferent voice of the Lord of Morality resounded through the sky.

Every word was like an ice hammer, shattering the last bit of Asgard's dignity.

"Odin, how long will you continue to pretend?"

His gaze was as calm as the eternal starry sky, yet it was sharp enough to penetrate all illusions.

"A hundred years ago, you explored the source of the fog alone, and your soul was already corroded by the bloodworms within."

"The one standing here now is nothing more than a shell of a monster that has taken over the throne of the God King."

As soon as the words fell, the whole world seemed to be paused.

"Impossible!" Thor roared subconsciously, and the hammer in his hand hummed, but it seemed more like a way to give himself courage.

However, all objections were stuck in his throat when his eyes met his father's one eye.

The wisdom and majesty in those eyes were gone.

There remained only a mad, inhuman scarlet, as if a whole nest of poisonous insects were wriggling in it.

"Father..."

More gods' gazes converged, and they saw,

Seeing Odin's seemingly majestic body, beneath the gorgeous golden armor,

Faintly, countless hair-thin blood lines meandered beneath the skin, forming a series of blasphemous and bizarre pictures.

The cold and strange aura emanated from these blood lines.

The truth was laid bare before the gods in the cruelest way.

Frigga's face turned pale as paper in an instant.

She gripped the staff tightly in her hand, her knuckles turning white from excessive force.

That was once her authority and glory as the Queen of God, but now it became the only crutch that kept her from collapsing.

She had always believed that her husband's abnormality was only due to the pressure of Ragnarok, and that he was just temporarily lost.

She always had a glimmer of hope in her heart, hoping that he could wake up from his paranoia.

However, the words of the Lord of Morality and the distorted truth that I saw with my own eyes,

Like a chaotic thunder at the beginning of creation, it shattered the temple called "faith" in her heart.

The last glimmer of hope was extinguished.

Her eyes changed from shock to disbelief, and finally to dead silence of grief and despair.

The person in front of her was no longer her husband, nor the king of the gods of Asgard, but a monster wearing the skin of a god.

Just when the gods of Asgard were about to collapse, a low Buddhist chant sounded like a huge bell, cleansing the filth between heaven and earth.

Vishnu no longer maintains the form of an ordinary person, a half-mercy,

A furious golden Dharma image of ten thousand feet tall suddenly appeared, with Buddha's light and divine power intertwined. The terrifying pressure caused the space to begin to wrinkle layer by layer.

At the same time, the mysterious figure who had been standing silently in the Tianshen Temple team moved.

There was no trace of divine power fluctuation, but it was like a lightning that merged into the darkness.

It pounced silently at Odin's back, its force silent but its intent deadly.

Attacking from the front and back are both powerful killing moves that are enough to shake the dimension!

"Roar!"

Odin, whose true identity was revealed, let out a roar that was not human.

He no longer concealed it, and the blood around him suddenly surged, causing the golden armor to crack inch by inch.

He did not choose to fight head-on, but instead turned his hand and tore into the void with force!

With a "swish", he tore open a dark and hideous space crack in the extremely solid world barrier like tearing a canvas.

Endless void turbulence gushed out from it, and Odin plunged into it without hesitation.

"Want to go?"

The eyes of the Lord of Morality turned cold, and the seemingly simple wooden sword in his hand suddenly burst into infinite light.

The last one to come is the first to arrive, like a nail of eternal law,

It was "nailed" with incredible precision on the edge of the space crack that was about to close, blocking its healing!

His figure flashed, and he followed the clear light into the crack and chased after it.

Boom!

The entire world trembled violently, as if it could not withstand the cross-border pursuit of two supreme beings.

The crack suddenly closed the moment the wooden sword disappeared, and all the earth-shaking power came to an abrupt end.

A peak showdown that should have been earth-shattering started in such a strange way and ended in such an abrupt way.

On the battlefield, there was only deathly silence.

The gods of Asgard stood there in despair, their feet on the scorched earth eroded by the breath of bloodworms.

The sickening and strange smell still lingered in the air, reminding them that what had just happened was not a nightmare.

The wind blew howling across the empty battlefield.

A faint whisper seemed to come from the disappearing crack, and it seemed to sound directly from the depths of everyone's soul.

"...I am...the only savior..."

The voice was hoarse and crazy, yet it carried an unquestionable paranoid belief.

This war, which started off well but ended badly, left behind an even deeper conspiracy and suspense.

Everyone was shocked and confused, looking at each other, but no one could understand the meaning behind these last words.

However, in a corner of the battlefield, beside a giant's body that had long been cold,

A piece of rock that was affected by the energy wave that burst out when the space crack was torn apart just now was changing silently.

It was not shattered or melted, but decomposed and annihilated from the most basic particle level.

It turned into a handful of "nothingness" that was more ethereal than dust, as if it had never existed in this world.

The destructive power that erases all traces and sever all causes and effects,

Silently revealing the unfathomable terror of the pursuers.