
The Gods Are Dead, but I Am Really Not an Evil God
by The Turtle Teacher Who Loves Swimming
About This Novel
Ballance, who was born at a lower level, found a piccolo while sorting out his mother's belongings, and he took it with him since then. By chance, he witnessed the scene of a vicious gangster kidnapping a girl, and when he recovered, he had followed him. Unexpectedly, the other party was actually performing a sacrifice. Ballance wanted to call the police, but time was running out. As he was struggling in pain, a void and ethereal voice came into his mind: "Go ahead and deceive. This is a trial, a trial for the magician. "
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Official(3)Scraped 21d ago
I can't move. I can't move. I hang up in place.
If you can't pass the contract, you'll probably have to run away.
A few hours after applying for the independent contract, I got a call back and said no. It seems that I am really not suitable for writing online articles. From now on, I will just let it go. I will try to finish this book with several million words, and treat it as my first book.
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Official(3)Scraped 21d ago
I can't move. I can't move. I hang up in place.
If you can't pass the contract, you'll probably have to run away.
A few hours after applying for the independent contract, I got a call back and said no. It seems that I am really not suitable for writing online articles. From now on, I will just let it go. I will try to finish this book with several million words, and treat it as my first book.









