In the 149th year of the end of the world, humanity is on the verge of extinction.
I, Lynch, came through time and became the lowest level of "recycled waste" in this era of despair.
My daily life is struggling for a mouthful of moldy bread under the fangs of the evil god's followers.
Until that day, something inside me became "hungry" for the so-called gods.
As a result, the style of doomsday painting changed.
While the survivors prayed for blessings from the gods, I hunted the gods.
When the heroes burned their lives to seal the evil, I tasted the evil.
I swallowed all the demons and monsters, walked through mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and gnawed my way to the sky from the ruins.
When I finally chewed up the godhead of the "King of Gods" and prepared to put an end to this tragic era——
Above the sky, countless pairs of cold eyes opened.
