[Existentialist reconstruction of Eastern mythology + epic triple paradox deconstruction] "My destiny is up to me, I can't help it, go to hell Heaven, go to hell Pangu."
In this universe dominated by Pangu's cancerous eyes, the reincarnation of the Lingzhu was born as a "slayer", but he didn't know that every time he waved the fire-tip spear, he was hatching a new blood-colored star map for the mother body. When Nezha gouged out his left eye and tore up the seal of the spiritual bead, what he saw was not the liberation of destiny, but a deeper conspiracy - the setting sun in Chentangguan committed suicide was actually a causal illusion projected by the mother's body; Li Jing suppressed his Linglong The tower is actually the first-generation cocoon that parasitizes the backbone of civilization; and his mother, Mrs. Yin's hoarse "Jing'er" call, is the poisonous edge of cognition that pierces his consciousness, just to bind him forever to the fateful wheel of "the Patricide".
But this time, Nezha refused to be named.
The ultimate battlefield does not have the roar of the collision of divine weapons.
Nezha tore apart his own godhood, crushed the spirit beads into powder, and used the ashes to write two lines of blood seals on the pupils of his cancerous body:
"The name is not my sword, I am nameless."
This is Nezha's 100,000th death.
It is also his true firstborn.
