Start Killing Gods by Picking up a Fallen Angel

[High martial arts + hot blood + cool writing + superpowers + sequence] When you read this passage, the prologue of the "New World" has already begun. At first people thought the blood moon in the sky was just industrial pollution. The underworld messenger who controls ghosts is just feudal superstition... Conspiracy, trickery, killing, betrayal, original sin... All of this is proceeding according to the script written by them. Like a ghost in the mirror, dragging the civilization of the building into the bottomless abyss. The world may not realize that the alarm bells have already sounded in the thunder. However, facing these "unknown" puzzles, there is a group of people... They may not be as famous as they are obviously, nor are they as exploitative as entrepreneurs, but they are secretly contending with "mystery". Even though we are outnumbered and outnumbered, we can hear the murmurings of countless sentient beings: "Whoever kills me will surely give me life in the future!" What kind of sparks will break out between human beings and "mystery"? The day the gods came to the world, human civilization collapsed instantly. But someone saw a thin figure standing in the sky. Facing these gods who came with the storm, he just said eight words lightly—— "The Great Xia ahead is forbidden by the gods!" … One hundred years later, the first page of the primary school history textbook: That day was the twilight of the gods.