In the weird second dimension of killing gods

The world line has turned into chaos, and its direction is no longer determined by [fate], but by the godslayer who broke free from fate.

"Accident, error, Mithra, no time."

Zalwan reminded.

Mithras lowered his eyes and finally made a decision.

"My body is broken and tattered, and I can't fight, and I can't swing the sword of salvation from here into the past."

"Then I'll go."

Zalwan said firmly.

"You can't." Mithra shook his head. "You are a god specialized in controlling the vast destiny and time. You are no match for warriors like God Slayer. If God Slayer obtains the power of the God of Destiny, it will be an even greater disaster."

"Besides, there was another you in that era."

"If you had allowed your six hundred year old self to fight that God Slayer... I have seen a future where your premature demise caused me not to descend to the earth four hundred and thirty years ago. Eventually, the entire history of the world would collapse, and the entire world would become a blank sheet of paper."

Zalwan: "How, make a decision."

Mithra nodded and made a decision.

"Send that newborn God Slayer to the 'now'."

Zalwan nodded slightly.

He is the god who controls eternal time. The [Temple of Infinite Time] is the anchor point of the "present". Everything before this is the past, and everything after this is the future.

Now, He wants His past self to move.

Chapter 25: Trapped in Today

After a shocking war, the once glorious Governor's Mansion has been reduced to ruins.

The sky was shrouded in gray, and the air was filled with smoke and the smell of burning. The sunlight could not penetrate the thick dust, making the ruins even darker and more desolate.

There are ruins everywhere, and all that remains of the buildings are broken stones and twisted pillars.

The bloodstains on the wall had dried.

On top of this desolate ruin, a young man was lying there, soundly sleeping.

Huo Xia's body was covered with various scars that could not be covered by his tattered clothes.

Bruise, broken bones, burns…

Every wound seemed to tell of the misfortune and pain he had experienced.

However, Huoxia fell asleep peacefully in this pain.

He looked very contented while sleeping, as if he was in a peaceful countryside, without any pain or worries. There were no traces of scars on his face, and the other wounds seemed to be healing slowly.

This kind of vitality and healing power is far beyond the scope of human beings and is close to that of gods.

Zheng He stood at the edge of the ruins, witnessed all this, and was stunned for a long time.

I couldn't believe my eyes.

I can't comprehend this fact either.

It was not until the backlash of the Tathagata's Tears running through his body turned into pain and stimulated his nerves that Zheng He was awakened from his shock.

Zheng He finally understood what happened -

Huoxia actually killed Vinayaka!

Mortals killed the disobedient gods!

Realizing this, Zheng He's scalp tingled and his lips trembled slightly.

"How is it possible that a human can kill a god? That's a god, how could it be possible..."

He couldn't understand it for a moment.

Thinking of this, Zheng He recalled Daoyan's teachings in the past.

In the world outside the world, there are demon kings who kill gods and usurp their power. They suppress everyone on the earth with supreme power, and no one can resist them.

In East Asia, this kind of people are called——

"Rakshasa King."

Zheng He reached out his hand to Huo Xia tremblingly, wanting to touch him.

but.

Zheng He's originally calm face suddenly turned pale with shock.

call--

A breeze carrying the years blew gently, causing the corners of his clothes to flutter gently.

A huge stone lion mask suddenly appeared out of thin air in the air, as if it had crossed the boundaries of time and space. Its abrupt appearance was heart-wrenching.

The mask stood in the air, its eyes empty.

The moment Zalwan appeared, time seemed to freeze.

The eyes on the mask glanced at Zheng He. That glance seemed to contain endless indifference, as if it was the law of nature that was watching over all the joys and sorrows of the world from above.

Another god!

呲——

A snake on the mask suddenly came to life, stretching its body and reaching out towards Huo Xia.

The snake moved extremely fast and came to Huoxia's side in an instant.

Zheng He watched the snake bite Huo Xia's neck fiercely, and a strong sense of fear and powerlessness surged in his heart.

"do not want!"

Zheng He dragged his painful body to try to stop the snake, but it was too late.

Another gust of wind.

Huoxia and Zalwan suddenly disappeared from this world.

Zheng He just stared blankly at the deserted ruins. At this moment, his back looked more helpless than ever before.

……

Huo Xia opened her eyes.

He was a little confused about where he was.

After thinking about it for a while, Huoxia finally remembered that she seemed to have come to Tokyo to attend the CM comic exhibition.

He looked around and confirmed that he was at a bustling comic convention, with cute COSER ladies and long queues everywhere.

"President, it's time to get on stage."

Such urging voices rang in my ears.

Huo Xia saw a man in a suit, who looked like an elite, talking to him.

"You are..." Huo Xia was a little confused.

The man said helplessly: "Boss, you are really a forgetful person. I am Zhang Wei!"

"What a casual name."

"That's what everyone says."

Zhang Wei smiled bitterly.

Huo Xia also gradually remembered why he was here. This was an important event for his "Whisper" company. Although it was a Sino-Japanese joint venture and had been developing rapidly in recent times, he was not the main manager after all, but more like a consultant.

So we should also help the adoptive mother to the best of our ability.

By the way, escape from my stepsister's gravity field...

It is also an important job to organize events at comic conventions with local creators who have a large number of fans. After work, you can also visit the comic convention, after all, it is the largest fan convention in Japan.

Huo Xia hummed a song and participated in the work with great enthusiasm.

We were busy till the afternoon.

Huo Xia thanked the Chinese and Japanese staff around him, then strolled through the exhibition, humming a song that no one cared about. He walked to a stall at random and bought a doujinshi that the other party had not sold yet.

Then, without paying attention to other people's eyes, he opened it and started reading.

A shy girl next to him, with her bangs covering her eyes, looked at him admiringly.

It's amazing that he can watch 18+ movies openly!

"Don't look at it, Fushihua."

The older long-haired beautiful girl next to her quickly pulled her sister away, keeping her away from the hot-blooded otaku like Huo Xia.

The two sisters walked away quickly, carrying the doujinshi and games they had bought.

After reading for a while, Huo Xia suddenly felt a little hungry.

He walked out of the exhibition hall, found a restaurant, and after interacting with the maid with a smile, he ordered a bowl of omelette rice. However, after eating it, Huoxia felt that he was not full.

After thinking about it, I decided to go to a more suitable restaurant for a meal.

After eating three large plates of fried rice, four pounds of beef, two pounds of shrimp, and ten bowls of Jiro ramen, Huo Xia felt satisfied.

"Why did I suddenly become so good at eating?"

Huo Xia felt a little uncomfortable.

But he put aside his doubts and continued with his own things until late at night. Huo Xia returned to the hotel he had booked and decided to go to bed early and get up early. He looked at the time and fell asleep directly.

early morning.

His eyes fell on Huo Xia's face. He stood up, looked at the time, and then was stunned.

Why is it still August 10th?

The hotel clock is broken?

With such doubts in mind, Huo Xia got up and checked with his mobile phone first. He found that the date online was still August 10th. He walked to the street again and found that it was still August 10th.

Afterwards, Huo Xia followed the same routine as "yesterday", attending company activities in the morning, wandering around in the afternoon, and returning to the hotel in the evening and falling asleep.

When I woke up the next day...

It’s still August 10th.

"Am I trapped on August 10th?" Huo Xia raised his eyebrows as he looked at the alarm clock, feeling that something was wrong.

How about calling your adoptive mother and sister?

wrong.

Something still seems to be wrong.

A feeling of doubt lingered in his mind, and whenever he felt he had grasped something, he would subconsciously ignore those things.

Huoxia's puzzled expression was like a painting, with her eyebrows furrowed and her expression complex and changeable. Every detail was seen by Mithra and Zalwan.

The place where they were was beside a quiet spring, where the water gurgled and made a pleasant sound.

The water surface reflects the repetitive day of Huoxia.

"That'll trap him."

Mithra whispered softly.

The God Slayer has a powerful mysterious resistance. The supernatural forces coming from the outside, including time interference, space interference, fate interference, and cause and effect interference, will be resisted by the God Slayer's body. Even the power of the god level can be resisted by the God Slayer's activated curse power.

but.

As the god of fate and eternal calamity, Zalwan brought Huoxia from six hundred years ago to the present (August 2017, 8), arranged a similar life for him, and made him repeat August 10th over and over again.

Zalwan made an inorganic sound.

"Time is limited, he will escape."

Zarwan injected the "time poison" into Huoxia, causing the time he experienced to be missing.