Run Becomes a God in the World of Curry

"What's going on? Is India in a state where the scorching sun is burning the sky again?" The Brahmin slumped in the arbor and ate melon, looking at the low-level untouchables who were about to be cooked on the ground with an indifferent expression. "It's okay, I'm used to it. Gods don't care about the weather, life or death, and they don't care about the untouchables. Gods only collect merit, calculate karma, and steal faith, while untouchables die in the sun simply to repay debts with their own destiny. " Just when the whole world agrees that the untouchables deserve to die and are destined to die, The useless Karna, who was completely abandoned by the gods, laughed out loud: "I emphasize again and again! It's your fairy system that's so crooked, not my rebellion! They say the victors write the history books, but I have defeated all the gods in the sky. Why are all the gods on the Internet still collectively spreading rumors that I am "stealing divine power and disrupting the way of heaven"? ! " Are you aloof? I steal your authority! Is your karma locking all sentient beings away? I will destroy your reincarnation directly! Does your caste determine life and death? I overturn the entire Immortal India with my backhand! From the weakest god in the entire network, abandon the waste, Rely on reset, steal power, layout. The Indian gods who were forced to show off their indifference were fucked until they collectively broke their defenses and then broke their defenses again!