Pilgrimage to the Relics

Under the bloody setting sun, the god-killer walked with his gun in hand. He is a blasphemer wanted by the Holy See and a slayer feared by the Dragon Clan. Carrying the curse of [the legacy of the gods] and holding Longinus in his hand, which can pierce the remains of gods, Bahmuto wanders in the apocalypse where light and darkness intertwine. The power of [Dry Noodles] disguised as a paladin gradually disintegrated, but the rampant divine crystals in his body pushed him to madness - every killing of gods was an insult to his own humanity. From the crypt of the Holy City where the Frost Bone Dragon is imprisoned, to the Eternal Night Pole where the Creation God's skeleton whispers; from signing the fallen contract with the witch Lilith, to confronting the Nebula's true form, the Lord of Trillions, Saint Bahamut... The seven fragments of the Door of Truth string together a god-killing scam that spans thousands of years. When the false light of the Holy See, the resentment of the Dragon Clan, and the corrosion of the abyss all become a chess game, the God Killer will eventually discover: The bones of the gods are nothing more than the remains of the god-slayers of past generations. The throne of the new god is made of the blood of the old god and his own bones. ——This is a doomed cyclical carnival of killing gods. Either become a puppet in divine pollution, or rewrite the law in broken truth.