In the World of Slay the Gods, I Steal Lin Qiye's Talents

This world really is a paradise for madmen.

The decayed gods are imprisoned here, put on display for anyone to see.

Quite ironic, isn’t it?

They once stood above everyone else, but now they’ve become prisoners.

And I can take everything from them.

In a dream, a voice rang out in a pure white hospital room: “Welcome to the Heart Prison, new resident.”

“Resident?” another voice scoffed. “I’m not here to retire.”

This place is no rest home.

It’s my hunting ground.