The skirmishers followed the doctor into Xumi, and met the imprisoned trash god Nasida for the first time in the Blue Color Temple——
That little figure lying quietly with eyes closed.
He sneered and embedded the Thor's Heart into the mecha, vowing to usurp the throne of God as a puppet, but he encountered an accident when he was alone in the experimental cabin:
The god who was supposed to be sleeping broke free and stared at him through the glass in the form of a child.
When the skirmisher grinned and penetrated the opponent's heart, the crushed grass god's heart dissipated like foam.
Nasida tilted her head and whispered: It was a dream. It turns out that this farce of usurping the throne is just a dream of nothingness spun by the Grass God.
Amid the roar of machinery, the hatred of dolls and the teasing of gods clash in a realm where it is difficult to distinguish between true and false, and the real game has just begun...
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
