This Kryptonian is Too Steady

"But for a long time without enough food, her wife had already lost the ability to run. Facing the boulder falling from the dome of the cave, she could only sit there, pray to the gods as usual, and began to comfort the The poor man:

'The gods will help us, they always will, you just leave your fate to them! Just go and listen to them! '"

Geer's tone became more and more cold: "Fortunately, that poor man did not listen to her persuasion.

Using both hands and feet, he rushed out of the land of death one second before the cave collapsed, holding his daughter who could not walk yet. "

‘A grain of ashes from the times, falling on a person’s head, is like a mountain. '

A sentence that he saw on the Internet in his previous life suddenly appeared in Saibo's mind. He stared at the poor man in front of him and said solemnly: "In that primitive and chaotic era, tragedy is often the most common thing."

"That's right, tragedy is the most common thing in that world."

Nodding in agreement, Geer continued: "The wrath of the God of the Earth destroyed that poor homeland, and their tribe had to start migrating in order to find a new place that could shelter them in the dark.

During the migration, as the temperature got higher and higher, the poor man's daughter, like most children in that world, suffered from the most common disease - sun fever.

However, due to the long-term lack of food and water, the girl's physical fitness is much worse than other peers, after all, she failed to survive like her father when she was a child. "

Looking at the humanoid coffee table in front of him, Saibo didn't know what to say.

But he understands that just experiencing these things is not enough to give birth to such an avenger who slaughters gods like dogs.

"After experiencing endless suffering, that poor man has vaguely understood something, so he chose to bury his daughter's body on an inconspicuous earth ball.

However, what he didn't expect was that his actions were accidentally discovered by the tribe. The chief of the tribe led a group of soldiers to subdue him forcibly, dug the body of the poor man's daughter out of the pit, and hung it on a dead tree. above the tree.

"why?"

A very disgusting guess suddenly appeared in Saibo's mind, but fortunately, the facts were not as he thought.

"Hey, a ridiculous reason."

Laughing self-deprecatingly, Geer said bitterly: "According to the customs of that poor man, the corpse of the dead must be hung on the tree so that the gods can see each other.

Take him to the sky.

Otherwise, it will bring bad luck to the relatives and tribe of the dead person, as well as the disgust of the gods. "

Saibo commented: "Bad habits."

"With the help of the night, after getting rid of the control of the tribe, the poor man took the fastest speed in his life to feel the place where his daughter was buried.

Then, after all, he took a step too late, and the body left on the treetop was only a bloody head, and the fleshy torso had already been eaten away by unknown wild beasts in the desert. "

At some point, a black flame was ignited at the foot of the mountain of corpses, but the figure on the throne on the top of the mountain continued to tell the story of the poor man, with a higher and higher voice: "After burying the head of my daughter, The poor man's faith finally collapsed, and he recognized a fact that he had already understood in his heart-the gods do not exist!

Otherwise, where are these gods when people need them! !

Where were the gods when the poor mother, the never-seen father, the wife, the daughter, and himself needed them most! ! ! "

"But the gods in this world do exist."

Glancing at the hundreds of corpses of gods at the opponent's feet, Saibo said indifferently.

"By night, after the poor man killed the chief of the tribe, he began to wander alone in the desert until he was exhausted and could no longer hunt any prey.

When he was about to give up his life and die peacefully, the sky suddenly had a torrential rain that he had never seen before, followed by a meteor falling from the sky. "

There is endless resentment in Geer's words: "The rain nourished his heart and replenished his strength, and the poor man walked with difficulty to the place where the meteor fell not far away.

Then, he discovered an extremely frightening fact.

In fact...the gods do exist! ! ! "

"Yes, the gods exist! The golden figure that fell into the pit looks exactly like the ancient stone statue that has been enshrined in the tribe for hundreds of years!"

Without giving the black-haired man a chance to speak, the figure on the throne continued: "The most ironic thing is that that god is like those dying people who suffer from yang fever but have not been replenished with clean water for a long time. With fear of death.

He even stretched out his incomparably noble golden palm, and begged that poor man who was as humble as an ant: 'Save...save me...'

As had countless similar prayers to that poor man's relatives. "

"So, you killed him?"

Saibo frowned, knowing that the key point was coming.

"Of course the poor man didn't respond to his request. Instead, he came to the enemy he had killed, picked it up from the opponent's hand, and turned into a predator in the desert.

Dismember that lofty god into countless scraps and pieces of meat, leaving only a head with endless fear and pain.

Also like his daughter. "

Caressing the black long sword beside him, Geer didn't care that the other party revealed the poor man's identity, he grinned and said: "Then, the poor man discovered a fact that made him extremely gratified...

When God is killed, he will die! "

After listening to the other party's story, Sebo had already made a rough guess about the poor man's purpose: "So, what is your purpose?"

"Bathed in the blood of the gods, feeling the full power plundered from the opponent's body, a question emerged in the poor man's humble brain.

What if there are more gods? "

Looking down at the black flames that had gradually spread to the mountainside of the corpse pile, Geer gradually regained his composure: "It turns out that there is indeed.

So the poor man tracked them down and slaughtered them until all the gods in that world were slaughtered. "

"From now on, the poor man has completely let go of the past and only lives for one goal."

Sitting upright, staring at the black-haired man in front of him, Geer said solemnly, "My name is Geer, an unknown person, a poor person, a wanderer in a forgotten world.

Carrying the shadow of revenge, bathed in the blood of the gods, with a simple dream in his heart...

End this age of the gods, and let what should not exist be non-existent! "

"A great ideal."

After being silent for a while, Saibo spoke slowly: "But, have you ever understood what you are resisting?"