Original God: Becoming the elder brother of the Thor twins

In the quiet twilight, houses caught fire, village walls were torn down, and a spider-like demon led a group of monsters approached the village. People fled, wailed, and prayed, trying to find a glimmer of hope.

At this time, the Silk Demon targeted a pair of sisters. The younger sister protected her older sister who was not good at fighting, and fought off one monster after another with a wooden stick. Although her body was covered with blood from injuries, her sharp eyes showed that she would never admit defeat.

The Silk Demon seemed to be enraged, and a bloody red light flashed in its eight eyes. It raised its sharp claws and attacked the two little guys in front of it.

A cloud of dust was raised, and the Silk Demon let out a roar. It felt pain, it was hurt!

It turned out that at the last moment when the limbs were about to attack the sisters, the younger sister pushed her elder sister away in time, and cleverly avoided the attack and smashed the "armor" of the four-limbed demon with a wooden stick.

Looking at the tall and ugly monster in front of him, with his sister's small body blocking his way, there was no fear in his eyes, but there seemed to be a hint of sadness.

"Sister, don't be afraid, I will protect you." Although the younger sister's voice was childish, it was full of determination.

She rushed towards the Silk Demon, swinging her stick with unstoppable courage.

However, the demon's power was too great, and every attack left the sister on the verge of collapse.

She gritted her teeth and refused to take a step back.

Unfortunately, the gap in strength could not be made up after all. The younger sister gradually became exhausted, while the Silk Demon's attacks continued to fall like a storm.

In the end, both sisters fell in a pool of blood.

Just when the demon was about to eat the sisters, an ethereal fox cry came from nowhere. The demon's eyes instantly became fearful. After weighing the pros and cons, he quickly fled from here with his eight long legs.

The last scene of the picture freezes on the sisters lying on the ground hugging each other. Putting aside the injuries on their bodies, they look so calm and peaceful, as if they are just asleep and will wake up soon.

Lei Dianshi was awakened by this nightmare.

"It was a nightmare."

Lei Dian Shi pursed his dry lips and looked at the two women who were still sleeping beside him. The last scene of the nightmare could not help but flash in Lei Dian Shi's mind, even though Lei Dian Shi repeatedly told himself, "It's fake, it's all fake, it's just a nightmare."

Lei Dian Shi tiptoed out of bed, opened the door, and seeing the sky just beginning to turn pale in the east, he decided to go outside to relieve his mood.

Little did he know that Zhen opened his eyes just after Lei Dianshi left.

"Are you telling the truth?"

Behind him, Ying hugged Zhen's waist and said vaguely:

"Sister, what are you mumbling about?"

Zhen turned over, hugged Ying, and said softly:

"It's nothing, Ying, sleep well, it's still early, go to sleep..."

Ying inexplicably felt that Zhen's words carried a hint of sadness, but her limited ability to think was suppressed by sleepiness, and this abnormality actually seemed very reasonable.

Lei Dianshi, who went out to relax, walked around for most of the day with his medicine basket on his back. Before he knew it, he arrived at Minggu again.

Looking around at the familiar yet unfamiliar environment, Lei Dianshi followed the direction in his memory and found the place where the true shadow was born.

The amethyst here has long disappeared, only the singing grass is still full of vitality.

Lei Dianshi put down the medicine basket, found a relatively flat place to sit down, and gently stroked the singing grass all over the ground with his hands. It felt itchy, as if purple elves were kissing his hands.

In such an elegant environment, Lei Dianshi should have let go of some of the melancholy in his heart, but why did that uneasy feeling linger around his soul like a ghost, making every breath particularly heavy?

The wind blew quietly, ruffling his hair, but it couldn't blow away the haze that followed him like a shadow.

An indescribable premonition grew in his heart. He felt that a storm was about to come, and he was standing in the center of the storm, waiting to be swallowed by the unknown fear.

"Boom——"

A loud thunderclap came from the sky, which actually made the thunder and lightning feel a little better.

"How could there be a bolt from the blue in Minggu, where thunder rarely strikes?"

Lei Dianshi looked at the purple clouds swirling above his head, which formed a sharp contrast with the fiery clouds on the horizon.

But the red color of the sunset clouds was just wrong, as if it could produce blood.

Involuntarily, the nightmare that Lei Dianshi had had resurfaced in his mind. In such a dim evening sky, the demon god attacked the village!

At this moment, Lei Dianshi seemed to have figured it out, and also seemed to have been awakened.

Without a moment's hesitation, Lei Dianshi immediately turned around and ran towards the village.

His steps were fast, and each step landed heavily on the ground, as if he was racing against the impending disaster.

All kinds of terrible scenes kept emerging in his mind: the village engulfed in fire, the villagers fleeing in all directions, the hideous faces of the enemy... Every scene made his heart feel like it was sinking into an ice cellar.

Regardless of whether his premonition was right or wrong, regardless of whether he could withstand the disaster, he did not want to lose his loved ones.

Of course he could choose not to go back, but what would that be? Deserter? He didn't care about that title; what mattered to him were his ties to this world and the meaning of his existence.

Lei Dianshi had never been as anxious as he was at this moment. He now hoped very much that everything was still in time.

But even so, the scenes in the dream still materialized into reality - torn flesh and clothes, trampled and destroyed farmland, and the disgusting fishy smell in the air.

Lei Dianshi tried to suppress his nausea, but the horrific scene and the pungent smell of blood continued to assault his nerves.

He didn't hold on for long before Lei Dianshi leaned over and vomited. It seemed as if everything in his stomach was about to pour out, and tears flowed uncontrollably from his eyes.

He vomited and groaned in pain, his heart filled with anger, sadness and despair.

After vomiting out the stomach acid, Lei Dianshi began to drag his weak body towards his cabin. Every step seemed so difficult.

"No, it shouldn't be like this. Zhen, Ying, they will definitely be fine."

Lei Dianshi muttered to himself foolishly with a little hope.

But when Lei Dianshi really saw the two petite figures lying on the ground with their abdomens pierced, his only hope was shattered.

Tears welled up in my eyes uncontrollably. I felt truly powerless at this moment. All these years of living with Zhenying had come to an end just like that?

"why?"

Lei Dianshi clenched his hands so tightly that he didn't even notice his nails digging into his flesh.

"Why didn't I die?"

"Do I still need to live?"

"They shouldn't stop here."

……

Countless negative emotions filled Lei Dianshi's heart: self-blame, helplessness, hatred, sorrow, anger, despair...

Unconsciously, the purple clouds of Minggu spread over the village, and raindrops fell with breathtaking thunder, putting out the fire in the village, but it could not extinguish the anger in Lei Dianshi's heart.

Suddenly, Lei Dianshi felt something licking his fingers, and an inexplicable force surrounded him, helping to isolate him from the rain.

Lei Dianshi opened his heavy eyelids and saw a white fox resting against him.

Touching the white fox's fur as soft as white clouds with his palm, Lei Dianshi felt touched.

He thought about how the demon in last night's nightmare seemed to have been scared away by a fox's cry. If nightmares really reflected reality, then...