Chapter 372 Kill the God, Kill the God
"So...it turns out that the person from another world who will bring disaster to the Forgotten City is actually you?" Faced with this man who just appeared, the fortune teller was a little confused.
He only knew that disaster would befall this city. It was an existence that did not belong to this world. It would make the Forgotten City displaced and plunge it into chaos. He thought it was that false god, but he did not expect that at this juncture, a man who said he could kill God would appear lightly.
"You... you can really kill gods? You... really killed all gods?!" The fortune teller still refused to believe that there was someone in this world who could kill gods, but he knew that if the person in front of him came from another world, anything was possible.
If what this man said was true... what a terrifying existence he would be! He would make this world godless, and all the believers in the city would lose their protection!
The fortune teller's breathing was rapid, but the man holding the long knife just stared at him calmly. "Do you need me to prove it to you?"
As he spoke lazily, he pulled out the long black sword hanging from his waist with one hand. The sharp blade slowly unsheathed, the blade gleaming coldly and dangerously in the sunlight. The man casually glanced at everyone and asked softly, "Do you want to tell me the whereabouts of the god, or do you want me to ask with the knife?"
Everyone's breath was held, stunned by the cold murderous intent emanating from the other party.
The man's eyes were extremely terrifying. He was definitely a person who had been immersed in blood for a long time. The pressure he exuded was like an invisible knife on everyone's throat. Just a light glance in his eyes was like a death sentence passing over everyone's head.
That wasn't the indifference and nonchalance towards death that ordinary people could fake. He really would kill everyone here! He really would kill the gods. He was definitely not alone!
Everyone was sweating profusely, tightly gripping the weapons they had just brandished at their fellow city dwellers, gritting their teeth in anger over their own ideas. But now, in front of Yin Xiu, they all became silent, not even daring to breathe.
"You won't tell me?" Yin Xiu curled his lips coldly and waved the knife in his hand lightly. "Forget it, I won't ask anymore."
Just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief, the man slowly raised the knife in his hand and said in a cold tone, "I don't want to ask anymore. Kill them all."
A chill instantly ran through everyone. Trembling with fear, they shouted at the man, "You monster! You killed our God! The Forgotten City has become like this because of you! You're the murderer who destroyed our home! I'm going to kill you!!"
"That's right! Don't even think about killing our new god again! We'll fight you to the death!"
Their thoughts became the same at this moment. No matter what, this man must not be allowed to continue living. They had to avenge the old gods and protect the new gods from death. If such a dangerous man existed for one more day, the world would never be at peace!
Facing the indignation of countless people, Yin Xiu was nonchalant. "It's enough for you to kill each other, and you still want to kill me?"
"Really? You want to try?" Yin Xiu silently held the knife and gave them an ultimatum. Those who really wanted to live would not dare to step forward rashly, but those extreme residents who wanted to avenge the old gods and always wanted to stay here would not care about that at all.
"Kill him! Kill him to avenge our old god!" In such a tense environment, the fortune teller on the high platform suddenly shouted, almost sounding the call for action among those who were ready to make a move.
Those who wanted to follow the new god and leave naturally wanted to live and did not dare to attack Yin Xiu. However, those who believed in the old god and became extreme were blind and wanted to drag other citizens to death here. They did not care about their own lives. When they thought about the demise of the old god and gave them hope again, everyone rushed forward with weapons without thinking.
"Damn monster! We want revenge for God! It's all because of you! We lost our home!"
"It's all because of me! I forgot my family! I became such a mess! I can never go back to the way I was!"
"It's all your fault! Everything that happened in the Forgotten City is your fault!"
Everyone's extreme emotions found an outlet, and they poured the chaos of the Forgotten City, the filth in everyone's hearts, and all the missed opportunities and dissatisfactions onto the man in front of them. They rushed over with weapons in hand, as if if they really killed him, the Forgotten City would return to peace, everything would go back to the way it was before, and their own mistakes would disappear.
In the scene where so many people rushed towards that person with strong murderous intentions, like a righteous encirclement, Yin Xiu just gripped the knife tightly and started doing what he was most familiar with.
The citizens of this city are so pathetic. When things have become so chaotic, with so many casualties and everyone is scarred both mentally and physically, no one has thought about changing themselves or their surroundings to salvage anything and make the Forgotten City a better place.
They passively wait for God's return, continue to waste time in this filthy place, wait for death, and even prevent those who want to leave from leaving.
In such an environment, if there is no strong driving force behind it, the Forgotten City will really collapse, it will really consume itself completely, and then be forgotten by everyone.
"That's terrible." Yin Xiu muttered, stuffed the small tentacle ball on his shoulder that was watching the show into his collar, and began to swing his long sword.
Even though the people of the Forgotten City had already prepared themselves mentally for the fact that Yin Xiu was a strange monster, they were still frightened when they saw the man calmly killing and trampling all those who pounced on him without changing his expression.
What kind of monster is this? He can use a long sword to resist everyone's attacks, and then give everyone a fatal blow quickly and neatly.
He must have been surrounded by blood all year round and knew exactly how to kill someone with one blow. His overly skilled and simple movements made him look very cold.
The bloodstains that gradually stained his clothes and the corpses piled up at his feet were shocking and made people feel fear from the bottom of their hearts. This was definitely a being that they could not kill.
Some people noticed this, and after gradually being infected by fear, the extreme anger slowly disappeared and turned into fear.
The crowd stopped rushing forward and slowly stopped, staring tremblingly at the man stepping on a pile of corpses, and began to retreat and feel fear.
"Aren't you coming?" Yin Xiu wiped the knife lightly with the hem of his clothes, raised his eyes and stared at them, looking very unhappy. It seemed that the City of Riot was just like that. These people were no different from those in other cities. They were just crazy because they had never encountered any restraints so far.
When encountering a truly terrifying existence, they immediately flinch.
But there is one exception.
A few steps away, the fortune teller who had witnessed everything from the high platform couldn't help but shout, "Why are you all still standing there?! If we don't kill him, the Forgotten City will truly be destroyed! Our old gods will never return, and this is all his fault!"
He is still irritating people and stirring up strife.
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