The gods descend into reality

"Yes, it's better to know early and take precautions than to try to escape."

The nameless erhu music gradually incorporated some internal energy.

Mosquitoes slowly flew out of the room and gathered together.

Under the control of the nameless erhu, it sometimes forms an S shape and sometimes a B shape.

"roar~"

The next moment, King Ghidorah fired a gravity ray, and the mosquitoes instantly vanished. King Ghidorah looked triumphantly at the spot where the mosquitoes had died.

When I first arrived a while ago, I was mocking Ghidorah for getting bitten all over by a mosquito.

But I only realized how awful these mosquitoes are in the last few days.

Godzilla sleeps in the water, so mosquitoes don't bother with it. Instead, they all come after Godzilla, as if there's something on Godzilla that's particularly attractive to them. It's really impossible to guard against that!

"Actually, there aren't many. There are relatively few troublemakers in your world now. People like Blue Moon Saint Lord, Jue Xin, Saint King, Jian Yue, Demon Lord, and Wu Wudi are all minor figures."

"By the way, you know Wu Wudi, the guy who single-handedly took down Di Shitian? He didn't die, he's become even stronger."

Xiao Se paid no attention to Wuming's pale face and continued talking to himself.

“Like Dainichi Soka, Yamaga, Hayato Ten'in, the head of the gang, Renjo Shi, and so on—hey, Nameless Senior, are you listening to me?” Xiao Se asked kindly.

"I'm listening, Xiao Se, please continue. What happened to them?"

The nameless man mustered his strength and continued to ask.

"Indra is just a little brother in front of them."

nameless......

Although judging from their last encounter, Di Shitian was indeed somewhat lacking in the power he had cultivated for over two thousand years, this did not mean that Di Shitian was weak. On the contrary, Wuming himself made his own assessment.

Even if I fight against Indra with all my might, my chances of winning will not exceed 30%.

Then--

Are there really so many people who are on par with, or even stronger than, Indra?

Go to hell!

Are you trying to kill us?!

"No...that's all, right?"

Wuming felt his throat was a little dry. Why is there so much disaster and suffering in China?

"No, there are a few more to come, I'm afraid you can't handle it."

Xiao Se said matter-of-factly.

I haven't even mentioned the half-god, Great Sun Tathagata, yet he's already become a myth. His combat power is terrifyingly high; even if Yagyu Kenkage went, he'd probably be defeated.

The erhu music stopped abruptly.

“Young Master Xiao, thank you for your hospitality these past few days. May I ask where Mr. Ma Rongcheng is?” Wuming asked politely.

What do you want to do?

"It's all the author's fault, and I have an obligation to prevent the error from happening at its root."

A resolute glint flashed in Wuming's eyes.

"I think you might need to calm down, Senior Wuming." Xiao Se felt a headache coming on.

Is this a sign of mental distress caused by the stress?

“I’ve calmed down. The land of China has suffered greatly because of him, and the heroes of the martial arts world have been killed or wounded because of him. I have to do something,” Wuming said solemnly.

"Give me a break, what's so terrible about your China? See that guy up there?"

Xiao Se pointed at Liu Shengjianying and asked.

"Very strong."

"The place he came from is called the Bitter Realm, and that's truly a place of hell and suffering!"

Nameless looked at Xiao Se with disbelief. "Is there a world more miserable than the world of wind and clouds?"

You're trying to fool me!

Chapter 111 Athena: I feel so silly back then (Two chapters today, too tired)

You're trying to fool me!

The nameless man's eyes were full of doubt.

I don't blame the nameless, nor do I doubt.

From Wuming's perspective, the land of China in his world was truly miserable!

He was once known as a legend in the martial arts world.

Although it wasn't my own intention, I have to try to make amends for the mistakes I've made.

Let's set aside for now who was right and who was wrong in the matter of the eight major sects besieging us back then.

However, it was precisely because he single-handedly wiped out all the martial arts masters in the Central Plains that the martial arts of the entire land declined.

Therefore, I have always been committed to maintaining peace throughout China.

Back then, when the god of immortality wanted to enter the martial arts world, I defeated him through a battle of wits, indirectly preventing a major conflict among martial arts heroes.

He single-handedly blocked the Godless One with his sword, and in many other things, he was involved in them.

I originally thought that was what it meant to protect China.

But after coming into this world, I realized that the waters of China are truly damn deep!

Godless God, Overlord, and the God of Immortality are all just weaklings.

These bosses are like weeds in autumn; they're burned once, but they grow back in spring.

Moreover, they are all incredibly capable, and most importantly, each one is extremely ambitious.

Have you guys ever considered the plight of the people of China?

That's not all. According to Xiao Se, this is only a part of the bosses, and there are many more to come.

"Hey, you don't believe me."

Seeing the suspicious look in Wuming's eyes, Xiao Se felt his short temper suddenly flare up.

Is the world in turmoil, and are the people of China suffering?

Don't the people of New York suffer?

Living in a city where there are more superheroes than supervillains, don't the supervillains suffer?

People in Tokyo don't feel hot.

Cough cough, don't the people of Tokyo suffer too?

Monsters come out every day to disrupt the demolition of houses, leaving the demolition office with nothing to do. The police officers, on the other hand, are extremely busy. They're not catching the monsters; the monsters just come every day like weeds, and they're used to it.

The Tokyo duo are terrorizing Tokyo, committing murders daily. The people of Tokyo are suffering!

Needless to say, the people of the Bitter Realm are miserable. Just from the name, you can tell how harsh this place is. Ordinary people have even developed a passive skill that refreshes and revives precisely at midnight every day, which shows how tragic this place is.

In comparison, Fengyun World is a mere junior.

"Putting everything else aside, although your world has a lot of bosses, in the end they are basically defeated by the protagonists, namely Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun. But look at the Bitter Realm, not to mention the distant ones."

Take, for example, that person from their region who descended to the mortal realm this time, the righteous factions suffered terribly, and even the main character died more than once.

Xiao Se curled his lip.

The nameless man's expression changed slightly.

Although I didn't spend many days in the real world, I still know something about the protagonist.

What is a protagonist?

Those favored by Heaven and Earth are destined to turn misfortune into good fortune.

The protagonist possesses divine skills and treasures, making him invincible.

Those standing on the opposite side are all villains; that's what makes the protagonist.

The protagonist is undoubtedly a chosen one, and the protagonists of his own world are Feng and Yun.

but--

What kind of world is this? Even the protagonist can die?

Did he die more than once?

I didn't read much, don't lie to me!

"Go see for yourself."

Xiao Se pointed to the television and began to speak.

Although I hate certain authors to the core, such as Gen Urobuchi, Kinoko Nasu, and Yoshihiro Togashi, and of course, there are also some shameless web novel authors who like to skip chapters and delay updates.

If someone were to actually try to harm them, Xiao Se suspected he might even provide them with a knife and help them locate the authors.

But Old Ma is getting old.

Let's forget about it. At least Fengyun is much better than that Qi-turned-horse thing.

We still need to stop Wuming.

Upon hearing the sound, Wuming looked towards the television.

At this very moment, the television is showing a story that Wuming finds quite hilarious.

A strange-looking person dressed in a suit is dueling with a bizarre-looking creature, as if they were children playing house.

Who is this person, and why do they think this kind of thing?

Then Nameless looked at the two monsters, Godzilla and King Ghidorah.

"Gentlemen, would you mind if I could pass you the remote control—"

“biu~”*4