Gods are said to be as old as heaven and earth, while immortals have much shorter lifespans; no wonder that woman scoffed at them.
But……
Gods are far more evil than immortals.
The immortals in mythology are all kind and benevolent.
The gods in mythology, however, are prone to destroying the world.
God has no humanity.
This is what he learned from doing errands for that woman.
He never expected that the task the woman asked him to do would be like this: "Send 10,000 people into this secret realm every ten years. If you do it well, I will reward you."
"Ten thousand people?" He was stunned. "It's not that I don't want to do it, it's just that I really don't have the ability to do it."
He had never seen 10,000 people in his entire life. Where was he supposed to find 10,000 people to send in? And how was he supposed to send 10,000 people in?
"Don't worry, I will teach you the techniques myself."
He saw a white light fly from the horizon and enter between his eyebrows.
The bright white light burned his head, but after the pain subsided, his mind cleared, and he immediately understood how to bring the person in.
Before he could speak, the voice said, "Get out!"
A powerful force ejected him from the secret realm.
Before he came out, he saw that the place where he had been had sunk, and a new piece of land had emerged from the ground.
At that time, he admired his master's strength.
Later, as he rose through the ranks and became a leader, he realized that they disliked him because he was dirty and didn't even want the land he had stood on.
Thinking of this, Song Qushan couldn't help but snort coldly, his eyes filled with anger.
A moment later, he closed his eyes and fell back into his memories.
He fell out of the secret realm, along with many magical treasures.
Overjoyed, he picked it up, but dared not take it back to his original home. He kept only the dagger and secretly bought the rest of the items elsewhere.
Then, I quietly went home after descending the mountain.
He had been missing for three days, and his family was frantic with worry. They reported him missing to the authorities, but the authorities did nothing. Just when they were grieving, they saw him return, and they were naturally filled with mixed feelings of sorrow and joy.
night.
He secretly studied the spells he had learned from the secret realm, completely bewildered. This was something even more incredible than gold falling from the sky.
He consolidated his magic for a few days and then wanted to test just how powerful he really was.
The first person to be used as a practice target was a local bully.
That bully terrorized the village and wronged him; he deserved to die.
at night.
He sneaked out and into the bully's house, where the bully was having fun with a girl.
It was his first time doing something like this, and he was clumsy, so he knocked over the basin, startling the bully.
When the bully saw it was him, he threw a punch. The bully was in pain and, driven by malice, kicked the bully in the chest. The bully was sent flying backward and crashed into half of the wall.
He was stunned!
It wasn't because the bully died, the wall collapsed, or the girl screamed.
Instead, he kicked a hole in the bully's chest, leaving it empty; his heart was gone.
He looked at his hands and feet, in disbelief. Was this his own power? Was this the power of that magic? Was that magic real? He couldn't become a god; he had become an immortal.
"Hahahaha!" He couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"Ah!" The girl screamed and rushed out the door. A madman, he's a madman.
He snapped out of his daze, and with a flat push of his palm, the girl collapsed limply, bleeding from all seven orifices, beyond any hope of survival.
That was the first innocent person he killed.
However, the next day, he changed his mind. People who do sex work are filthy and despicable, and killing her would only dirty his hands.
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