A small lemure appeared inside the frozen boulder gate at some point. They were wearing grass skirts and dancing cheerfully. An old and young lemure was beating on a drum made of dragon skin. The cheerful melody, cheerful dance steps and cheerful little face were filled with joy.
Orson looked at them in disbelief. One of them had a skull on his head, a thigh bone in his hand, and a string of teeth hanging around his neck. The old and scummy little lemure carved a strange rune on Orson's forehead. With the cheers of the other little lemures, Orson became their new king.
From this historic moment, Orson embarked on the lawless path of killing gods. Whether it is the God of Death, the God of Life, the Forest Goddess, the Goddess of Dawn or the God of Light, as long as he is a god, he will be Orson's enemy.
When Orson killed the last seven main gods of the God Realm, the God Realm was destroyed!
The world of gods is no longer the world of gods, but the paradise of devils. In...
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
