Bastard God Killer: All Souls Kneel to Welcome

Li Mingde traveled through time, and the penetrating wound that should have appeared on his chest turned into a dark triangular frame tattoo and ten scarlet dots. When the first midnight clock passed through the streets of the other world, the first red dot was quietly annihilated. There are various races in this world. Li Mingde doesn't understand why he, a bastard, is so unpopular even though there is no reproductive isolation. "Do gods really exist? This is crazy!" Morton gently stroked the revolver: "At least the ability is real." "I'm fucked!" "Sir! You actually speak Amokosoro?!" Li Mingde stared blankly at the pink-haired twin ponytails that suddenly jumped out in front of him. Didn't I speak Chinese?