Despite the Suffering of Flesh and Blood, I Use My Fleshly Body to Become a God in This World

Seventy years of cyberspace, science and technology have flourished, humans have achieved artificial immortality, classes have become more solidified, and the entire Blue Star has been torn into weird new and old worlds. Chen Chuan walked out of the old world, built a throne of corpses, and smashed the door of the new world with one punch! ....... Under the night sky, there was deathly silence in the Persian Gulf. Humanoid mechas were like dragons, shining with cold metallic luster, swooping over the entire sea. A reformer stood on the sea, his eyes deep and cold. The troop controller holding a silver suitcase jumped down from the airship, opened his hands in mid-air, and the silver suitcase automatically disintegrated, turning into thousands of miniature flying blades, and rushed forward, overwhelming and overwhelming! On the other side of the sea. Chen Chuan withdrew his gaze, slowly closed his eyes, spread his hands as if embracing the world, and his black hair danced wildly in the wind. A low and sinister smile suddenly exploded across the entire sea. "Did you hear it? That's... The sound of the withering wind of the new world!"