I write obituaries for the gods.

Chapter 15 Azure

"boom!"

As soon as Lin Chen reached the shallows, he heard a loud bang overhead.

He looked up and saw Qingtian spinning as it plummeted from the sky, crashing headfirst into the ground—

"Bang!"

Fragments were instantly scattered all over the ground, and half of Qingtian's body was smashed to pieces.

But soon, his body began to swell again, and flesh rolled like a boil, filling the gaps.

"Heh...heh...ahh...heh..."

The twisted monster struggled to its feet, and Lin Chen discovered that it had lost an arm. The bone at the fracture was growing back, turning into a cone-shaped structure.

"God..." Lin Chen murmured softly, "Something like you dares to call yourself a god?"

Lin got off the electric scooter and pulled the shotgun out of his bag again.

He launched the ammunition magazine, filled the gap with a dragon breath bullet, and walked step by step toward the monster not far away.

At this moment, Qingtian staggered toward the campfire Lin Chen had lit earlier. Undeterred by the intense flames, he lunged forward.

"Ughhhhh~"

"So comfortable, so comfortable! Ahhhhh~"

As Lin Chen drew closer, he could see clearly what was happening on Qingtian's body: his muscles were constantly expanding, while flames were continuously scorching them. The charred skin kept peeling off, and new muscles were growing in its place.

Is the search for a heat source intended to inhibit the endless expansion of muscles?

This process actually felt comfortable...

Is this guy a masochist?

Recalling the towering photos shown on stage, Lin Chen suddenly felt it made sense.

This psychopath...commits those morally depraved and despicable acts while simultaneously basking in the glory of being called a hero...

"call..."

Lin Chen quickly walked to the campfire and stood less than ten meters away from Qingtian.

He raised his shotgun and aimed at the grotesque, writhing monster of flesh above the campfire.

"Bang!"

Flames spewed from the shotgun muzzle, and burning magnesium particles enveloped Qingtian's body, the 1,500-degree Celsius temperature melting his flesh and blood.

An hour ago, the sky was still covered by the spotlights that symbolized attention.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Lin Chen fired three more shots in quick succession, the dragon's breath spraying onto Qingtian's body, almost turning him into a human torch.

"Aaaaaaahhhhhh!! Aaaaaahhhhhh!!!"

Qingtian howled and screamed in agony, his last shred of reason being torn apart by the pain.

His muscles, avoiding the extreme heat, began to atrophy.

Looking at the disheveled and disgusting demigod, Lin Chen felt a mix of emotions.

He simply couldn't reconcile the image of the "demigods" that the Foundation had cultivated for so many years: they were a superior species from outer space! They were extraordinary gods! They were heroes of justice!

But the wailing monster before them was no god at all; when it revealed its true form, it didn't even have a human shape.

This is the kind of thing... that maintains the Foundation's control over Rain City...

This kind of monster can arbitrarily decide the life and death of others?

Once again, Lin Chen thought of Huihui.

What would that poor little girl think if she knew that the hero she admired was such a monster?

"Bang!"

With the fifth shot, Qingtian's deformed spine was exposed, and his body was still convulsing wildly.

Along with it, some dark blue substance leaked out.

"...?"

Lin Chen was stunned for a moment. At the same time, the dark blue substances surged more and more, spreading out in the air like bubbles.

The speed was so fast that Lin Chen had no time to dodge.

The moment those dark blue substances brushed past him, Lin Chen's temples immediately became burning hot.

He subconsciously reached out and pressed his temple. In an instant, the "Mirage City" appeared, and the colors before his eyes began to melt away, eventually fading into pure white.

"..."

Lin Chen stood on the pure white beach, and in front of him, a strong man lay on the ground.

He lay on his back, gazing at the sky, his eyes vacant, with a bluish substance forming bubbles above him.

In the dim light and shadow on the surface of the bubble, there seemed to be images flickering.

What is that?

Lin Chen moved closer, and as he got closer, it seemed as if someone was speaking from inside the bubble:

"...Johnston! Charge! Charge!"

At the same time, the bubbles expanded, and the light and shadow on their surface gradually became clearer:

A rugby match.

Lin Chen saw a player who was a size bigger than everyone else charging forward with a rugby ball in his arms, like a raging bull.

Through the helmet, Lin Chen saw the player's face, and in a moment of inexplicable connection, that face overlapped with "Qingtian's" face—

"......!"

Lin Chen's mouth gaped slightly: This player called Johnston... is Qingtian!

But... how is that possible?

Aren't demigods extraterrestrials?

They don't casually enter human society; instead, they live in a special zone in the central area of ​​Yudu.

But this guy really is a towering figure...

Lin Chen lowered his head and looked at Qingtian lying on the pure white beach.

Upon closer inspection, he did notice some differences: although the facial features were the same, this Qingtian was clearly not as strong as the one in reality.

He's at most 1.9 meters tall, but in reality, that towering figure is probably 3 meters tall.

Why?

Lin Chen looked up again, gazing at the dark blue bubbles.

He watched as several players tried to stop Johnston, who, as if in a frenzy, not only didn't dodge but instead delivered a powerful elbow strike—

"Click!"

Lin Chen saw the guy who had been elbowed lying on the ground, his chest caved in, coughing up blood. Screams erupted from the audience, and whistles sounded from afar...

Then, the eerie blue light gradually changed, transforming into a changing room scene.

"Ms. J, the young master has arrived."

"Okay, then you can go out."

Inside the dressing room, a well-dressed woman stood up and hugged the still-shaken Johnston tightly.

"My dear son, didn't I tell you not to act impulsively..."

Lin Chen frowned slightly as he looked at the woman embracing Johnston.

Ms. J...the foundation official who sent people to kill Lin Chen and Huihui...

Is Qingtian her son?

Was she so radical in trying to get rid of Lin Chen and Huihui just to clean up her son's mess?

Lin Chen looked at Ms. J's face, spent five seconds memorizing its features, and then continued to focus his attention on their conversation:

"That beast provoked me!" Johnston growled. "I just... just a little too hard..."

"You're different from them..." Ms. J said affectionately, "Come on, drink today's medicine."

She took a small bottle out of her pocket and handed it to Johnston.

Lin Chen looked closely and saw that the bottle contained a dark blue liquid with a faint glow flowing across its surface.

That liquid... was exactly the same as the blue substance gushing from Qingtian's body...

Suddenly, a terrifying thought surfaced in Lin Chen's mind:

These are practically the supreme beings that rule the Rain City, the great demigods...

Are they man-made?

......