Chen Yuan is blind.
At least that's what everyone thinks - that dirty gray cloth has been covering his eyes for as long as he can remember, and it's also covered up the last bit of dignity he has to survive in this city where martial arts is rising and miracles are frequent.
Until that day, he picked up a broken stele engraved with blood words deep in the garbage mountain. Under the gray cloth, a pair of eyes that had devoured the ancient ruins slowly opened.
[Tianxu system activation——]
The left eye sees through the cyber martial arts in the dark side of the city, and the right eye sees through the Tianxu Ancient Palace at the end of the snowfield. When six monuments fell from the sky, and when the so-called "gods" were just plunderers from higher dimensions, Chen Yuan finally understood: In his life, he is not looking up to the throne of God, but -
Kill the God.
Use deduction as a blade and life as a salary. The day when the gray cloth falls, the time of Ragnarok.
