Xu Shi's only motto in life is: it's none of my business.
So when the bloody sun was approaching, monsters were raging, and everyone was crying for God to save the world, he only thought about how to survive.
Until the archangel's oracle, who was once pulled down from the altar by one word, announced to the world that the savior has arrived, and those who obtain his "document" will have a way to live. On the document photo, it was Xu Shi's face.
Overnight, he went from an indifferent passerby to a "mobile treasure" and "source of disaster" that was hunted around the world.
Former friends turned against each other: "Hand over the documents, how could you be so selfish!"
Desperate sentient beings screamed: "Catch him! Trade him for peace!"
The Holy Oracle in the sky is admiring the drama directed by him - look, you refuse to look up to the gods, but now you are pushed to the altar by all living beings. How does it feel to be bound by identity and spurned by fate?
Xu Shi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and raised a cold smile in the ruins.
OK.
Since the crown of the savior is forcibly buckled, this doomsday game is forcibly opened——
Then he would kill this god and destroy the chessboard.
The way of heaven is the proof, and fate is the contract.
I am the final rule of this game
Purpose: Break through the old shackles and gain eternal freedom.
