I kill gods in my dream

Chapter 5
The sea water is surging, the wind is howling, and the clouds in the sky are like a heavy piece of black iron that will fall down at any time.

The evil god has arrived.
The majestic body that can only be seen in legends rose from the sea, and the wings that covered the sky and sun spread out behind him. At this moment, the sky seemed so small, and the seawater poured down from his mountain-like body. , causing huge waves.

Heaven and earth fall at His feet, and all things are surrendered.

Everything ends here.
In the distance, the people on the lifeboat looked at this scene in despair.

They have gone through relevant training and learning to prevent and prevent this kind of thing from happening.

But now, they can't do anything.

In front of gods, human beings are so insignificant
Woo! ! !
Suddenly, a whistle broke the silence between heaven and earth, and blazing white lights illuminated the silent night.

The people on the lifeboat stood up one after another and looked out, only to see that the cruise ship that had been silent for a long time started to move again. Could it be that... that person is still alive! ?
Tu Lian also followed the others, slowly stood up and looked at the cruise ship on the sea in the distance, staring blankly at the figure on the cruise ship in the distance.

The man held the rudder in one hand and a rifle in the other, roaring like a tiger.

He is declaring war on the gods!He is charging towards the gods!
At this moment, he seemed to be a proud ancient warrior. Even though he was already alone, he still held his head high, grabbed the reins, tightened his spear, and charged towards the enemy's thousands of troops, announcing to the world that he had not yet Give up!

A loud roar echoed across the sky.

The thunder rolls like the drumbeat of charge.

The god with endless power noticed this inconspicuous little insect. The body standing on the sea like a mountain slowly turned and looked at this overestimating ant with blazing eyes.

Other than that, there was no further action.

Only ignoring is the highest form of contempt.

In the waves He stirs up at will, the dilapidated yacht is like a small boat, which may be overturned by the wind and waves at any time.
"Damn it! I almost died again! It's his grandma's! It's just a dream, do you want to be so exaggerated?!"

Wu Shuang roared and poked his head out from under the rudder with lingering fear.

At that moment, the god just spread out its huge wings that resembled bat wings, but when the wings swept across the bridge with a screaming sound, it still easily opened the luxury cruise ship.

The gods caress my head, and an inch of strength activates the heavenly spirit. This is probably the case.

Now, Wu Shuang was standing on the bridge, holding the rudder tightly, looking up at the gods. The open-top cruise ship could no longer shield it from the wind and rain.

He bathed in the heavy rain and roared in the fierce wind.

Now only roaring can give him some courage.

No matter how many times he saw it, he could not ignore the huge body like a mountain. Such a majestic figure, just standing there, could bring a terrible sense of oppression to everything.

And first of all, as a mortal looked down upon by the gods, he was naturally not that relaxed.

But he is never afraid!
If you don’t even dare to dream, then when will you dare?

Wu Shuang picked up the rifle that just came to him, tried hard to suppress his urge to raise his middle finger and wait for death, and started the cruise ship to charge towards the gods.

Looking up at the indescribably terrifying god in front of him, he could feel his limbs getting cold, and his index finger holding the trigger could not stop trembling. Perhaps, madness is the greatest gift that gods give to people, allowing them to No more waking up to experience fear
But there are always ridiculous mortals who want to challenge it all.

"Ahhhh!!!"

Wu Shuang pulled the trigger and fired bullets at the god crazily.

He knew that this had no effect on the gods, but for him, it was one of the few means of venting.

The god seemed to be angered by this provocative behavior. He raised his hand and smashed it down with a sonic boom like a mountain roar and a tsunami. It was like the five-finger mountain of Tathagata Buddha, but he was not a monkey who could change 72 times.

Last time, the evil god's attack wasn't that fast, but this time it was much faster.

In the entire dream, only the evil god's actions were different every time. The first few times, the evil god just spread his wings and then did nothing. Unfortunately, at that time, he didn't know how to activate the bomb, and the people on the ship They were all dead, and a few of the remaining people died after being swept by the wings. Later, the evil god began to take action, giving him no chance to activate the bomb.After a few times, the evil god returned to the state of being stunned when he opened his wings a few times before. Occasionally, he would make some unexplained sounds, sometimes intense, sometimes calm.

Now, the evil god is attacking again.

But this time he pressed the button to activate the bomb
The terrifying wind pressure calmed the turbulent sea, and even threatened to push the giant ship out of the water.

As a mortal, Wu Shuang was lying on the bridge unable to move, but he was laughing loudly, because the bomb had been activated, and countless deaths were over!
This was the perfect ending he had been waiting for.

Looking at the giant palm covering the entire sky, he smiled and raised his middle finger.
The gods slammed the cruise ship into the water, causing huge waves, but a blazing white light expanded from the water and swept the entire sea surface.
"Finally, I activated the self-destruction device and pulled the gods down with me!"

In front of the maid, Wu Shuang said so loudly.

"What a wonderful story." The gentle white-haired maid said with a smile.

"Have you decided to end this dream? I want to remind you that if you choose to end it, the identity you use this time will be marked as death, because your final ending in the dream is death."

"whatever."

Wu Shuang waved his hands nonchalantly, not taking this matter to heart at all.

After all, this is just a dream.

Although it was a bit strange. He had already made up his mind to read books related to dreams after waking up, but he still didn't connect it with Goldfinger.

After all, that's the only plot in the story
Wu Shuang also fantasized about reaching the pinnacle of life through the Heavenly Descend System, but he knew exactly who he was.

Just an ordinary person who only dares to act recklessly in his dreams
Maybe it was his fantasy during the day that caused him to have such a bizarre dream, but when he woke up, he was still the same ordinary person, not the madman in the dream who dared to face the gods.

"Well, the dream is over. You have successfully prevented the return of the old days, but the identity you used is also dead and cannot be settled and grown. Do you want to bury this identity?" The white-haired maid looked very serious.

Wu Shuang was also dumbfounded by this seriousness.

But such a joyful dream should also have a poetic ending.

"How to bury it?" he asked.

"There is a cemetery outside the house. You can choose a cemetery." The maid said.

After hearing this, Wu Shuang walked out of the house and took a look. There was indeed an ownerless cemetery. After he randomly selected the nearest location, a tombstone was slowly erected.

"Excuse me, what kind of epitaph do you want to write on, or do you want to acquiesce?" The maid also came out.

But Wu Shuang looked at the photo on the tombstone and couldn't help laughing, because that was his photo, but he was much more mature than he is now. Even he himself could hardly recognize that the resolute man in the photo was actually him. Bad guy.

"Why my picture?"

"Because you did not describe the appearance and characteristics of the identity, you adopted the default appearance, which was formed after reasonable simulation. Once it is determined, it cannot be modified again. Do you have any questions?"

"No, that's it."

Wu Shuang didn't care. He looked at the blank space on the tombstone. After thinking for a moment, he said enthusiastically: "This is what should be written on the epitaph of a madman who challenges the gods!"

Although the second hit was explosive, Wu Shuang still admired 'his tombstone' with relish.

If you don’t hit the second mark in your dream, then when will you hit the second mark?
However, it’s time to wake up~
"Are you going to exit the dream?"

"Yes, it's time to wake up from the dream."

(End of this chapter)