The Smog I Inhaled in London Got Stronger

That day, an indescribable existence shattered Li Mu's life and drove his soul into a completely crazy world. There is no hope here. Deformed pieces of flesh hung from the sky, poisonous pus and blood flowed from the earth, and the whole world was wailing in the indescribable pollution. The ubiquitous whispers of evil spirits corrode the sanity of every living being, twisting everything into a descendant of chaos. Before madness completely engulfed him, Li Mu awakened the "Pollution Purification System" - the only light of order in this dark world. He walks the ruins reduced to death, hunting invisible deformed gods, forging filth into his own power. The more he purifies, the more he deviates from human categories. From the ants who feared the evil god, to the traveler who hunted the evil god, it was not until the end, when thousands of kingdoms of gods shone and perished in his hands like stars, that Li Mu realized that he had become the only and undefinable god.