I Could Slay Gods from the Start, and I'm No God's Agent

[Slaying the Gods Fan Fiction]+ [No Male Lead]+ [Powerful Background]

Since the gods rose to power in the last century, nearly a hundred million years have passed in this world. Those who possessed Forbidden Ruins have gradually grown old and died, and the gods’ legacy has steadily weakened. Yet another cycle of reincarnation is beginning.

On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the full moon was stained red. A red mist slowly spread across the sky. When it cleared, the entire city had returned to peace, looking no different from any other day. No one knew that the wheels of a new destiny were quietly beginning to turn.

The gods who had gradually faded from memory were also quietly returning, including some of the gods, demons, and monsters of the West.

The Slaying Gods Academy of old had become a ruin. In its basement lived a homeless girl. Could she become the next generation’s divine representative?