[For 272 years, you have wandered through villages, countryside, and even cities.]
You've met no fewer than twenty gods; some were little white snakes, some were boys born with six fingers, some were complete frauds, and one was a giant, fat pig weighing a thousand pounds.
[Among them, only three are human gods with martial arts skills, and they are all third- or second-rate, none of them as good as the monkey monster who took the initiative to come to their door last year.]
You also encountered some monsters that the locals talked about, but when you got there you found out they were just strange creatures like the Fish King or the Tiger King. Some of the monsters mentioned by the villagers were actually gods worshipped in other villages.
Your fame has spread in the vicinity, but outsiders do not know you as the "God of the Sea Boat," but rather call you "Young Master Giant," regarding you as a "wild warrior" without a worthy successor.
[You don't think the Blood Essence Fusion Technique is that scary, since you don't kill people indiscriminately anymore, you wouldn't just kill anyone you see.]
[Then you challenge Zhan Ping, the renowned swordsman whose martial arts surpass many gods, who is said to have slain seventy-seven demons and can unleash sword energy. You fight him.]
[You attacked, only to find out he was just a first-rate martial artist. You accidentally unleashed a full-force attack, lost control, and killed him. Then, you inadvertently drained his life essence, leaving his corpse clean and dry.]
You didn't do it on purpose, you just did it as a habit.
Yun Shou: "..."
It's definitely changed!
He had challenged others in previous simulations, but he had never killed anyone!
You've gone bad, Lao Yun!
[You killed the Grand Swordsman with a single blow, and his disciples, enraged, rushed forward to fight you to the death. You killed them one by one, leaving a river of blood.]
[Finally, as you get caught up in the killing spree, you see the Great Swordsman's wife and daughter huddled together in fear. You think to yourself that the Great Swordsman's enemies will surely seek revenge after his death, humiliating his wife and daughter. You decide it's better to send them directly to the Great Swordsman to avoid such humiliation.]
"I'm such a good person!"
[After news of your massacre of your entire clan spread, your reputation changed. Some began to call you the "Blood Giant" because your height of 1.75 meters was astonishing. The average height of men in this area is only 1.38 meters, and reaching 1.5 meters is considered tall.]
The Grand Swordsman has a truly extensive network of connections.
For the next month, you would frequently encounter an NPC on the roadside who would say, "I admire the Great Swordsman. You must have killed him by despicable means. I will avenge the Great Swordsman."
You've been killing them for a month and their respawn rate has only just decreased. You're a little disappointed; the newbie bonus period is over, and the drop rate has dropped.
Your infamy has spread far and wide. In some places, you are described as having three heads, nine faces, twelve hands and feet, and eating the hearts of five women, the forearms of ten babies, and twenty men's penises at each meal.
[You can't be bothered with the beginning, but you really can't stand the last sentence.]
You go around asking what others think of you, and if it involves "twenty ** (a euphemism for something), you chop it up with a knife. But you're too tall and imposing, like a red-crowned crane among chickens; the nickname "Blood Giant" isn't for nothing, and everyone avoids you wherever you go.
On this day, an unorthodox deity appears before you, bluntly stating that you have gone too far, committing too many killings, and must be annihilated by the gods and cast into the cycle of reincarnation in the underworld.
[At this moment, you are 17 years old, with a foundational increase of 247% and an aptitude bonus of 1.79 times. You can already emit the thunderous roar of a tiger or leopard from your bones (your bone coordination hasn't increased much; the increase in sound is due to the aptitude bonus). Below the Grandmaster level, you are absolutely invincible.]
The "unorthodox deity" was depicted as a bald monk, known as the "Formless God," who claimed to be a reincarnation of a celestial being who had no specific face since childhood.
He gave a performance.
[You've just realized that this so-called "lack of specific facial features" simply means having a wide range of facial expressions, capable of making all sorts of outrageous expressions, rather than being a form of disguise or face-changing.]
[So frustrating.]
After performing a series of abstract expressions, the God of No Form attacked with an angry expression. A thick, bronze-colored aura enveloped his entire body, revealing that his martial arts cultivation was at the Martial Master level.
He slammed his two fleshy palms at you, and of course you drew your sword. The God of No Form was extremely confident in his hands, which were harder than steel, and then you cleaved him in the palms, sending him flying dozens of meters away, crashing to the ground and raising a cloud of dust.
The expression on Wuxiang Shen's face changed, revealing shock and anger. He looked at his palms, which he was so proud of; not only had the flesh been slashed open, but deep wounds had also appeared on the metacarpal bones.
[What's even more terrifying is that your strike seemed to possess a divine or demonic power, severing his palms while simultaneously draining his life force, decaying small pieces of flesh in his palms, crippling nearly half of his fighting ability in a single blow!]
[The Formless God suddenly realized something and cried out in terror, "Great Annihilation Demon God!" He then abandoned his battle, turned, and fled, his expression one of extreme fear and panic.]
[You've finally encountered resources at the Martial Master level... no, you've finally found a Martial Master level expert to challenge you. This is a battle where you've met your match, a fight that will greatly benefit you. How can you let him escape?]
[You used your lightness skill to catch up in half a minute, and with a single strike, you slashed at Wuxiang Shen's back. Blood and bone fragments splattered everywhere. He was as if he had been hit by a cannonball, crashing into the ground and creating a large crater in the shape of a human, bearing the imprint of his terrified expression.]
"No...it's impossible! The Great Extinction Demon God clearly...clearly had two hundred more years before his descent!" The Formless God, unwilling to accept defeat, lay on the ground uttering his last words, while you inwardly scoffed.
[Someone who pretends to be a god in human form actually believed that ridiculous myth? A Great Demon God who descends to the mortal realm every six hundred years? Shouldn't we check if your 'Formless God' is genuine or a fake?]
[Martial Master level warriors are incredibly resilient. You slashed twice, the force of which tore a two-foot-deep crack in the yellow earth before you finally severed the head of this Formless God.]
[Your aptitude has improved again, and you feel that the upper limit of your "Muscle and Bone Harmony" has been raised once more.]
[Half a month later, you were again besieged by deities, this time only "deities listed in the register." Their martial arts skills were so poor they were barely second-rate, not even as good as your left protector, "Mu Jian."]
Seeing such a weak god, you finally understand why that freakish monkey dared to challenge you, a legitimate "deity listed in the annals—the Sea Boat God." It turns out many of the earthly incarnations of listed gods are quite weak.
[You casually slice off his legs, and just as you're about to deliver the final blow, this "Candle God" begs for mercy, saying he was only fighting you at someone else's request.]
What?! There are even more supplies coming?!
[You are overjoyed and determined to use these supplies... cough cough, no, I mean, to wipe out all your enemies. You are a good person and never harm the innocent, but enemies are a different story.]
Are you suggesting we let them kill you instead of killing them?
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