I Am the God of Games

Soder was born in a family of swordsmanship. His fathers and even ancestors had an inextricable relationship with various swordsmanship. Soder, who had been fascinated by his eyes and ears since he was a child, was naturally obsessed with swordsmanship.

He is a genius of swordsmanship.

At the age of twelve, Thord had learned all the swordsmanship of his father, who was a royal swordsman advisor, and still managed to win. Realizing that he couldn't improve by staying at home, Soder set out to travel.

At the age of fifteen, he had mastered more than a thousand kinds of swordsmanship, and apart from the legendary swordsmen who mastered the "miracle", it was hard to find anyone who could beat him in swordsmanship.

Later, in a battle with a magician, Soder suffered an unprecedented defeat. He realized that simply mastering ordinary swordsmanship is meaningless. The value of swordsmanship is only fighting!

So he began to travel around, honing himself by actual combat, and constantly integrating, improving, and simplifying his swordsmanship in battle.

Finally, at the age of eighteen, he turned all his swordsmanship into five moves--the sword of beheading people, the sword of beheading, the sword of beheading, the sword of beheading, and the sword of beheading monsters.

Under the five swords, nothing can be cut!

Originally, he thought that he had a long and good life, and that he could continue to explore the true meaning of swordsmanship and explore the "miracle" that only belonged to him.

However, at the age of nineteen, he began to have pain in his heart for no reason, and he kept coughing up blood.

With the appearance of this disease, his body began to weaken more and more.

As a strong man who has been in the mainland for so long, he naturally has some friends.

After being diagnosed by a senior life priest, he was told that he was born with an incurable disease 'the body of magic spell'.

This physique is immune to almost all divine arts, and people with this physique can only live for twenty years.

The bad news nearly broke the swordsman genius, and Soder, in despair, locked himself at home and abandoned himself.

He still has a lot of ideas that he hasn't put into practice, he hasn't touched the path to the highest level of swordsmanship, and his path has just begun...

Later, he found the magic sword sealed by his ancestors in his basement, and the existence on the magic sword told him that as long as he became a demon, he could gain extra lifespan. Directly heal the so-called magic body!

So after drawing that sword, Soder embarked on a path of no return.

"You are probably bewitched by the devil's egg - even if you kill the gods, you can't heal the body of the curse. You can't believe a word of the devil's words."

Aslan, who avoided Soder's sword, said earnestly, "Except for the Holy Trinity, even the gods can't cure you. Your constitution is not a disease, but something more troublesome..."

"That kind of thing doesn't matter. I didn't believe it in the first place. All I want is time!"

Soder erected his collar again and covered his face: "This guy is always talking nonsense in my mind, so he was killed by me, so I completed my sixth sword, the Sword of Slaying Demons... Now there is only one left. The last sword, all the time I have fought for, is for this sword."

He aimed the sword at Aslan again: "Slayer Sword!"

"It's useless, mortals can't deal with gods..."

Before Aslan's words were finished, a scarlet light flashed by, and then the figure of the big lion became nothing, and the expression on his face was extremely shocked: "What..."

In the next instant, Aslan's figure disappeared, only the silver lion statue that was cut in half fell to the ground.

"Success! I finally..."

"No, you didn't."

"Who!" Soder turned around and slashed at the speaker,

But it was blocked by the opponent with one hand.

"It's a pity that your Divine Slaying Sword has not been completed." Xi Wei, who turned into a human form, held his blade and said, "I'm on behalf of Taijun... oh no, I'm going to pass a message on behalf of that lion. He was just a moment ago. By coincidence, you descended to the lower realm by mixing the method between the coming of the oracle and the descending of the projection, so as to avoid wearing too much of the godhead. Strictly speaking, your beheading sword is just the carrier he used to carry out the descending of the oracle. , so that he had to be sent back by the power of the law that comes with the world barrier, and there is no way to come down again in a short time."

"Damn, are you also a god!"

Soder suddenly pulled back the long sword and distanced himself from Sivir.

"You are very strong, I will not deny that, but without miracles, you can't hurt the gods. This is the iron rule of the world. It's a pity that you didn't create miracles."

Xi Wei spread his hands and said, "In the words of that lion, it's probably the feeling of 'I would like to consider you the strongest under the legend!'"

"It's alright, isn't there another target here? The night is still long, let me be more pleasant!"

Soder still had no awe, but was happier.

Xi Wei snapped his fingers, and the invisible force blasted Soder out, hitting the wall heavily, coughing out a mouthful of blood.

This tavern is the stronghold of the Temple of Justice, and the surrounding walls are naturally fortified, and ordinary attacks cannot be easily destroyed.

Thorder stood up tremblingly, his face not in pain, but more excited.

Just when he just took a step towards Xi Wei, his expression suddenly twitched.

"Ahhhh!" Soder tore off his windbreaker, revealing the blood-soaked lining. Even through the lining, he could see that there were many scarlet ray-like veins on his body. And the center of the lines is his heart.

It can be seen that the scarlet light is constantly strengthening his body, making him begin to change in the direction of inhumanity.

But Thord raised his long sword and hammered his heart with the hilt. That blow was extremely powerful, and an ordinary person might have shattered his ribs, burst his heart, and died.

"Don't get in the way! I want to challenge these goddamn gods as a human being!"

Even Xi Wei was taken aback by his appearance.

And under his roar, the scarlet rays of light on his body actually disappeared.

Only in this way, Soder's face suddenly turned white, giving people a feeling of 'the body was hollowed out'.

"Look, this is my last..." Soder seemed to be using all his strength, holding the long sword tightly, and swung his hand towards Xi Wei.

Xi Wei suddenly had the feeling that a sneak attack at this time would be able to kill the opponent without taking any damage.

But looking at the other party's appearance, he finally sighed and looked at Soder seriously: "Come on!"

"Chopping Divine Sword!"

Figures of one person and one god crossed each other.

They stood back to back.

Moments later, Soder's body sags limply and falls on his back.

"I still lost... Human... Can't reach the gods..."

"No, in the end you created a miracle." Xi Wei turned around and stretched out his hand.

On his index finger, there is an invisible wound: "Congratulations, you are the first person since ancient times to hurt a god with a human body in a non-legendary realm."

"That's really an honor...what kind of god are you...and for justice...to kill me?"

The other party said intermittently.

"I'm a game god. Besides, I'm not really interested in demons or anything. The reason why I killed you was because you killed my followers in front of a lion, which made me lose face. Well, that's the one over there. "Xi Wei pointed to the player's corpse in the corner that began to gradually disappear because the resurrection time had passed.

"Hahaha... What an interesting god..." Soder said slowly: "I... can't see anything... I really want to swing my sword again..."

"..." Xi Wei sighed, reached out and lightly tapped his forehead: "Although I can't satisfy your wish, at least I can pass on your skills."

Soder didn't answer, just died quietly.