The Overlord Journey of the God of Creation

He clutched his wrist and rolled on the ground, while on the other side, the other party looked down at him.

In the legend of King Arthur, there is a sad knight whose fate is very rough, so he becomes a complete pessimist.However, he is still an excellent man who sticks to the way of chivalry.

The knight's name was Tristan, and he was this handsome red-haired man.

"Oh, such a miscellaneous fish character doesn't know how to cherish his own life. I am very sad."

Tristan said, waving his fingers lightly.

The man's left foot fell off.

"It's just sad, losing your leg, how you're going to walk, just thinking about it, it's sad."

He opened his hands and clasped them together in front of his chest.

Countless streaks of clear light flashed by, and without even a single howl, the man turned into pieces of meat all over the place.

"Why, why don't human beings know how to cherish themselves. Oh, it's really sad."

Tristan let out a mournful sigh.

Or, should he be called, Tristan of [Reversal].

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"Although it's not a clean place, it's not good to have such pollutants." Tristan snapped his fingers.

The pool of blood turned black, and in less than a second, the broken corpse and blood disappeared.

The 'Shadow Fiend' assigned by Aya to take care of the aftermath, although not high-level, is expert in handling corpses.

"It's a sad tragedy."

Tristan turned around and walked out of the dark alley with steady steps. Today's moonlight is very good, and now he is in a calm mood.

Although the originally scheduled plan to watch a striptease show was canceled due to the relationship between the boss Cha Gang, but the emotions were vented for the time being, and he could go to work with the best mental state.

Tristan walked across the two streets calmly, stepping past the patrolling guards, even saying hello to them.

"Thanks for your hard work."

"My lord, it's very late now, be careful when walking outside." The guard reminded him kindly. "That's an area where a lot of refugees gather. It's dangerous. Please don't go in or out there."

"Really? That sounds really scary."

"You don't seem to know much about the capital, my lord," said the guard. "At night, we still have to go to the 'East Side'."

Tristan was very satisfied with the guard's suggestion, and even gave him a gold coin as a reward.

To the east, when the task is completed, I really want to go there-go to the dance hall street over there.

After a simple greeting, he bid farewell, and the guards did not stop him in any way.

Probably because of the gorgeous clothes and Tristan's handsome appearance, he was regarded as a nobleman by the guards, and no one doubted him.Because the temperament of this red-haired man is so chic, and it fits so well with the late-night wine scene.

Besides, there wasn't even a single trace of blood on his body, so there was really no doubtful element to be found.

The guards would never find out, and there was a man in that alley who disappeared forever, because he was an insignificant man in the first place.He is a refugee without the official status of the imperial capital, and his disappearance cannot even be exchanged for a notice from the guards.

Although the empire is developing rapidly and the imperial capital is becoming more and more prosperous, there are still many such people living in the corners of the shadows.They live, no one cares, they die, no one remembers.

"A human being just disappeared forever, no one even remembers him." Tristan sighed. "It's really sad."

Such a sad night should find an elegant bar.Find a beautiful woman with whom to share his emotions, but Tristan can't do that right now.

Taking out the map again, Tristan determined the first target point.

Imina, the archer in the imperial worker team [Four Advisers], was the first target chosen by Tristan.

The reason for choosing her is very simple, because according to intelligence, Imina's father is a forest elf and her mother is a human.She is a half-elf.

It wasn't because Tristan had any particular interest in half-elves, it was just because he was drawn to this information that he simply decided it was her.

"A half-elf should look pretty, but the king doesn't let me get in touch with these people."

According to the map, instead of going east, Tristan went in another direction.

Although there is also a bar there, there are no dancers in it, only rough guys who are 'workers' are drinking, which is not interesting.

"It should be that hotel." After walking to a hidden location, Tristan determined the location of the target.

So, first determine the status of the target.

Tristan took a red-rimmed eye out of his pocket.

This is a prop called [Perspective Glasses]. As the name suggests, its effect is perspective.

However, although the name is called perspective, it is not as simple as perspective. This glasses will also send the sound of the scene seen to the user, which can be said to be a very powerful information tool.

When lending this prop to Tristan, Arturia was very worried, and finally lent it to Tristan after Tristan made a poisonous oath of 'If you dare to use this to see the mother goddess, you will cut off your eyes and lower body' he.

Probably because the oath he swore was really vicious, so Tristan was also very careful when using this prop. In fact, this was the first time he used the glasses.

Putting on the glasses and looking in the direction of the hotel, the picture has not yet appeared clearly, but the sound came over immediately.

"Ah... ah... Heklan." The female voice heard first should be the voice of 'Imina', but the Hekkeran in her mouth seems to have a little impression.

"Ha...ha..." The man gasped again.