The iron door of the mental hospital collapsed in the heavy rain. Lu Li clutched the fragments of his straitjacket and looked at the squirming remains of the god in the pool of blood on the ground - it turned out that every bit of madness he swallowed was the curse of the God Killer.
When paranoia becomes the eye of prophecy, when mania becomes the god-killing blade. This Qingshan Mental Hospital, where "special patients" are imprisoned, is actually a hotbed for the resurrection of gods. The elegant doctor is giving birth to the plague goddess in a petri dish, and the kind abbot is putting a crown of thorns on the new god. And the agent who claimed to protect mankind had the dark fire of the God of Disaster in his eyes.
"The God-killer will eventually become the new god." When agent Su Wan pressed the muzzle of his gun against his temple, Lu Li heard his father's laughter coming from his blood. He must choose between the fear of devouring 100,000 people and allowing the gods to destroy the world. With his reason on the verge of collapse, he can cut off the chains of Hirazaka on the top of Tokyo Tower.
There is no savior in this god-killing war, only mental patients and false gods dancing on the edge of the abyss. When Lu Li's blade pierced the last old god, he realized that the most deadly divine pollution was the desire for manipulation hidden in the oath of guardianship - including the arrogance boiling in his own blood to reconstruct the world.
Under the ruins of the hospital, an embryo that inherited the blood of the God-killer was starting a new round of heartbeats as Su Wan's memory disappeared.
