God Killing Front

You never knew how embarrassing a salted fish can be

(This book is also called "The Remains of the Wasteland") ⚡[Apocalyptic Wasteland Flow·Evil God Flow]⚡ The evil god came and invaded the empire. The whole world was devastated and became a wasteland shrouded in evil thoughts and gray mist. In a cruel and murderous world, only the ruins and relics left from the old era are proof of the past glory of mankind. In this world, all actions are "rituals." Combat can be a ritual, promotion can be a ritual, death can be a ritual. Any "ritual" will cause waves in the wasteland world that seems peaceful but is actually full of undercurrents. Weak rituals will attract the covetousness of evil thoughts and monsters, while powerful rituals will even attract the attention of evil gods who are incomprehensible to mortals. If you are not careful, you will end up dead. The setting of "ritual" sets the solemn and dark tone of the book, and also gives people a mellow and solemn sense of ritual. If you want to live, you can only restrain yourself and restrain yourself. You can't pay attention to the whispers and chewing sounds that seem to come from the abyss, you can't ponder the weirdness and weirdness around you, and you can't investigate the mystery and reasons for the evil god's invasion. Control your curiosity, control your desires, and control your sadness and anger, so as to carefully struggle to survive in despair, and pursue a glimmer of light and hope in the endless darkness. Human beings can also rely on some strength in the doomsday wasteland. For example, the power of the "runes" of the empire, or the power of the protagonist's "emotions": "restraint", "anger", etc. Controlling strong enough "emotions" can swallow evil thoughts and defeat monsters, but you must also prevent the "emotions" from getting out of control and backlash. The stronger the emotion, the more powerful the backlash will be. This book tells the story of the protagonist and a sensible little girl, walking side by side in the wasteland under the gaze of the evil god, in such a desperate world. This story, with a wonderful bond, has nothing to do with romance, loneliness and romance. What must be mentioned is the author's writing style. It's like a freehand sketch drawn with a splash of ink, filled with the colors of time. With memories of the past, insights into world affairs, thoughts and sighs about life, and a sense of the weight and vicissitudes of history, it touches people's hearts and is extremely contagious. Many of the insights in the book may be thoughts that you have thought about or vaguely touched, but you can only feel them but cannot express them in words. You cannot find the right methods and words to perfectly describe this feeling. However, the author is able to perfectly depict and describe it with exquisite and thick brushstrokes, vividly recreating the aura of the past. Therefore, in many cases, you will have a strong sense of resonance and involvement. The last time I encountered this kind of extreme experience that moved me to the extreme was "Blasphemy" by Yan Nan. That was a long, long time ago.

Well, the road to slaying the evil god at the end of the world (sure)