The moonlight shines like silver gauze on the night in Cangnan City. Lin Zhouyu is sitting at his desk, with shadows on the sycamore trees outside the window.
He stood up, walked to the window, and looked in the direction of the golden light. On the rooftop opposite, he saw the familiar figure - Lin Qiye. But what shocked him even more was that in the sky behind Lin Qiye, an extremely huge shadow of a god was emerging. The shadow had six pairs of white wings and held a holy sword. It was majestic and sacred.
"Michael..." Lin Zhouyu whispered the name. He had seen the portrait of this Seraph in his textbook.
However, this sacred scene was fleeting. The moment the golden light dissipated, the sky suddenly became gloomy, and then, some ancient and evil spell sounded between the sky and the earth, the air began to twist, and the ground shook violently.
"Shiva resentment..."
The bodies of those who were running around turned into black ashes and scattered in the wind. The once prosperous city seemed to have been wiped away by invisible forces.
"A miracle... Happened"
The ruins began to be rebuilt, the people who disappeared reappeared, and the entire Cangnan City returned to its original appearance at a speed visible to the naked eye. But Lin Zhouyu discovered that his home was not "resurrected" along with the miracle, leaving only an empty foundation.
He stood dazed among the ruins until an hour later, the night watchman from the neighboring city found him and took him away. And Lin Qiye was sent to a mental hospital because he told about seeing an angel.
"Lin Qiye... It has been three years since he was discharged from the hospital..." Lin Zhouyu looked at the night sky outside the window, a complicated light flashing in his eyes.
The story of killing gods is about to begin a new chapter
