Chapter 43

"From today on, you are a godslayer, are you willing?"

"I am willing."

"From today on, you must do everything you can to kill the so-called God of the Earth who has recently resurrected. Do you understand?"

"I understand."

"Do you know why you are doing this?"

"I know. The reason why I am doing this is because of that hateful, evil-minded liar, who is vain, dirty, and self-righteous and rude. His biggest mistake is weakness, and his most unforgivable sin is contempt for divine power. He actually dared to try to shake the authority of God. He deserves to die!"

"Do you still remember how he shook the authority of God?"

"I remember that it replaced the God of Earth who had been dead for thousands of years. It was born from chaos, evil and darkness, and came from a distant and unreachable strange universe. It brought intolerable treachery and wanted to pollute our world.

At the beginning, the worshiper of the God of Earth was deceived by the evil God of Desire and Hope, and believed in the method of an evil god's believer who resurrected the dead God of Earth from unknown sources. The garbage resurrected by the worshiper was no longer worthy of being called a god. Therefore, for the glory of the gods, for the tranquility of the believers, and for the eternal peace, we must find a way to kill this evil fruit and then investigate the evil god's sins."

"Very good, what's next?"

"Seal the power of the evil god who cannot be killed to ensure that the world and human life are not disturbed by pain."

"I hope you still remember how you got here."

"I remember that I was an orphan, desperate, and became a beggar. I was destitute and had no way to survive. It was God who saved me and sent believers to save my miserable life. From now on, I am willing to dedicate everything I have to God, no matter what kind of accidents I may encounter."

"You have already realized God's grace, so just leave here. I hope you also remember how you got to where you are today."

"I remember, Master Priest, I remember that because the noble's carriage passed by on the wide road in front of me, I was hungry and cold, and I was exhausted. I couldn't dodge in time. I didn't avoid the carriage within the specified time, disturbing the driver of the noble's carriage, causing dissatisfaction among the people. I was caught by the guards and thrown into the dark mine deep underground.

The noble asked me to pay compensation, but I couldn't give money. I could only use labor to pay off the debt. I signed a 130-year labor contract. If nothing unexpected happens, I have to work underground in the mine for 130 years to offset the debt, not to mention the increased interest. The only happy day I can get is the day when I get my salary every month, when I will get five copper coins.

A pot of wine from the tavern is enough . It costs five copper coins, and it's the lowest quality black barley beer that emits a foul smell. It tastes bitter and makes people feel as if their throats are pricked by needles. If you are accidentally bitten, you will cough. When you cough, it feels like hair is crawling in your mouth. I don't drink, and I don't dare to drink, for fear that I will end up with nothing.

Everyone is drinking, and it seems very lively. They bought snacks and invited me to join them. The squad leader told me that as long as I buy a pot of wine, I can sit with them, eat their snacks, listen to their jokes, and look at their children's photos. I have no interest in their children, and I don't want to look at the photos. My eyes are not very good, and it's too dark there, so I can't see clearly at all.

As for the snacks, without wine, eating the snacks is like eating salty vegetables without rice or drinking porridge without salt and sugar.

But they looked very happy. The owner of the tavern told me that this was the only fun here. If I missed this opportunity, I would have to wait until next month. When I thought that I would have to wait at least a month to see the shelves full of goods and bright lights, I couldn't bear it. I wavered.

I took out the money I had just received and handed it over. The owner took the money and happily handed the wine to me, saying that this was good wine. He had treasured it for a long time and brought it to us on purpose. He was afraid that people outside would not know the value of it and ruin it. Don't save it, otherwise it will be boring to drink after opening it. After a long time, it will not only taste bad but may also cause trouble. Don't think of taking advantage.

I sat with the others with that bottle of wine, smelling the sweaty odor coming from their bodies, and suddenly I felt very disgusted.

They all said that when I first came in front of them, I was like a newborn mouse seeing a cat.

They thought I was not from that place, and I thought so too. They thought I could leave, and I thought so too. They tried to get close to me, and I knew it was all fake, but I couldn't let go of those things. I almost thought that life like that was not bad.

But reality gave me a blow.

Someone got sick, it was an infectious disease, and soon, many people were lying on the ground, unable to get up. They were sent to the doctor's place, which was a medical room, but there was no sign, no door, no room, and no partition. It was dark, just like other places, even more dilapidated and old. The ground exuded a strange smell of blood and alcohol disinfectant.

Someone lay down next to me. I was scared and a little concerned. The person who drank with me sent the sick person to that place. The patient who lay there before was already dead, with a stiff body, a thin face, protruding bones, and black and yellow clothes and shoes, blending into the dust on the ground, as if they were originally part of this place.

I was a little stunned.

The patient on the ground smiled at me. At first, he looked at me kindly, and said in a weak and hoarse voice with the smell of blood, "This is how it is here. There are no doctors. Even if there are, they will not come to treat us because we have no money. Without money, we cannot be treated. It is the same outside. We cannot survive. We are destined to die from the beginning because we walked into this place.

" I asked him, "Is there no other way?"

The look in his eyes when he looked at me turned into jealousy and a little anger. His tears flashed, revealing sadness and panic. He sneered with sarcasm and contempt, but his expression was embarrassed, like the smile he had to show in front of his boss all year round. He murmured, "Do you think we don't want to go out? Do you think we haven't thought about it? There is no way!" No one. Unless you have money.

He laughed, but rich people would never show up here and lie with us like a bunch of dead rats.

The laughter became miserable, and he vomited blood and died.

I ran away in fear.

At night, I dreamed of him. He smiled and said to me that I would soon become like the people around me, and then I would get sick. It was a matter of time, and there was no need to resist. We would meet again.

Maybe the meeting place he mentioned was in hell.

But I didn't want to meet him there.

I started to think of a solution. I was much more panicked than before. The uncomfortable feeling when I just arrived at that place came back again. I felt a strong stomach cramp, couldn't eat, couldn't drink water, wanted to vomit, and lost weight quickly. The bones in my body would be to the point where if I accidentally touched others, they would frown and say, "It hurts!"

I thought, I am sick, I am going to die soon, but I don't want to die like this.

The person who sent me in appeared. He stood on a high place and said to everyone, there is an opportunity.

I was eager to seize this opportunity. I needed it very much.

I followed him.

He took us to a place, it was very deep underground, there was no light, the soil exuded a fishy smell, a little bit of the stench of dead bodies, and the smell of mushrooms growing in the dark corners that were very damp. I still felt like vomiting.

But the future did not seem to be completely hopeless.

I stood in the crowd with black eyes, looking up, feeling my neck numb and my hair shaking. I heard the people on the high place say, there is a bridge in front of you. As long as you can walk across it, you can leave here, get rid of your debts, and win a million-dollar reward.

This reward was too tempting.

I held my breath and wanted to be the first to walk over, but the people on top had something else to say. I was a little impatient. They laughed at me with contempt, ridicule and arrogance.

They said that this bridge had no guardrails, was electrified on all sides, was full of broken glass, broken wires, and some poisonous snakes. If you were not careful, you would fall off the bridge. It would not count even if you walked to the end of the bridge. You had to open the window on the bridge, climb over, and reach the other side for the game to end.

I listened, thinking that they would say that only one person could get the reward. If they had said it, I would not be surprised, but they didn't say it, and I knew that this game was more terrifying and dangerous than I expected.

But I could no longer see anything. I was absolutely unwilling to go back from here. Going back would be a dead end, so why should I go?

I was the first to go up the bridge. Walking on the road, I felt it was pitch black. Others saw me walking on the bridge and thought the danger was not great, so they walked over confidently and nervously.

One person stepped on broken glass, screamed and fell into the darkness, and disappeared. Another person was bitten by a poisonous snake in the foot and neck, and screamed, then fell down and lay dead on the bridge. Someone stepped on him, rolled down, and disappeared.

They were all dead, but there was still someone beside me. I went to open the window, and someone rushed in front of me and was hit by the open window and fell down. I touched the window, but I couldn't stand steadily and started coughing.

The surroundings were filled with a strong smell of blood and a mixture of smelly, burnt flesh, hair and flesh. I felt like vomiting, but my stomach was empty and I couldn't vomit anything. My hands were weak and my legs were shaking.

I stood outside the window for a long time until someone urged me to close the window. I reluctantly dared to move forward. I touched the outside of the window and found it was a cold blank. "