As the savior, I only want to play single-player games.

Because sooner or later, the shadows of the past will affect the present world, so we want to recover ourselves as much as possible or become stronger before the great calamity.

In a foreign land, a toad-shaped, otherworldly deity, as tall as a small mountain, lowered its extremely long tongue and swept up four or five people on a street, swallowing them whole. The whole process was incredibly smooth, and the tongue, as wide as a carpet, even licked the corner of its mouth, revealing a look of ecstasy.

It hadn't enjoyed fresh blood food for nearly a thousand years, and it had almost forgotten how delicious the soul of the creature could be.

"What happened?"

The others noticed this unusual situation and were immediately stunned.

Is this a movie shoot? Someone ascends to heaven and then disappears?

They looked up and saw the crimson sky fading, appearing extremely pale, as if all the blood had drained away.

The toad-shaped deity flicked its tongue again.

Four or five more people were swept away without any resistance and disappeared into the sky.

A stylish young woman screamed as she watched her boyfriend suddenly disappear beside her.

Many people realized what was happening and quickly fled, but after running only a few steps, it felt as if something wrapped them up and a pulling force came from them.

At the last moment, they all saw a gigantic, dark maw rapidly approaching...

Zooming out hundreds of miles, we see a deity, now only a head, floating in the sky.

Its hair was thick and black, but at the end of each strand was a tiny white hand. Its face had hollow features but distinct contours. It arrived at the bustling center of a small town, opened its mouth and inhaled, causing wisps of blood-red essence to appear on the bodies of hundreds of people below, rapidly flowing into its mouth.

The bodies of those humans quickly shriveled up, dying of physical exhaustion without uttering a painful cry, like mummified corpses that had starved to death, dying collectively.

Deep sea area.

A cruise ship is sailing with passengers.

The crew and passengers were all discussing the spectacle they had just witnessed.

A lost deity noticed the modern ship.

It was unlucky; it passed through the rift in the spirit world and ended up in the deep sea. It walked like a centipede, with an extremely long body, reaching over ten meters in length. However, it did not have articulated limbs, but rather eight arms and eight legs, which moved parallel to each other in the sky.

Then it boarded the cruise ship and began a lavish feast.

Across the ocean, something perched atop the statue of the goddess. It was emaciated, had winged arms, and its skin was tattered and torn, like a bat that had come to life.

It gazed down, its claws stuffing something soft into its mouth, its feet trampling on the corpses of five adult men piled up, blood flowing down its body. Its other claw would occasionally rummage through the chests and abdomens beneath its feet, finding more food. When the food was gone, it would leap down and grab another one.

……

The whole world was in an uproar. It was an unprecedented sensation. Almost every channel interrupted its broadcasts to air these horrific news stories, giving them massive exposure.

A global catastrophe is unfolding. Apart from some ancient countries that remain unaffected, most countries are facing unknown disasters. There are already hundreds of known cases, and the number is rapidly increasing, defying common sense.

Panic was spreading rapidly, and many people sensed that an unknown terror was approaching.

They were kept in the dark, while others outside were making a ruckus.

The official phone lines have been overwhelmed with calls; many people are demanding answers, and the current situation is causing them great unease.

What's wrong with this world?!

Strangely, the major powers remained silent, with only their public spokespeople forced to step forward, staring at blank prepared statements, and reluctantly admitting that the investigation was still ongoing.

Later, some media outlets noticed that several ancient countries had not experienced similar disasters to date, so they ignored the other ancient countries and unanimously pointed the finger at a certain Eastern power that did not want to reveal its name.

But there's not much to explain; they were attacked too.

Moreover, due to the vast area, dozens of abnormal situations occurred simultaneously, but the number of deaths and injuries was not large.

The worst-case scenario was when a certain deity landed near the National Museum, not knowing where he was, and was about to take action when a dazzling golden light burst forth from the museum, shooting for miles around, directly startling the deity into retreat.

A crisis was resolved quietly.

According to the surveillance footage, the golden light originated from a cauldron.

This is an ancient artifact with heavily corroded sacrificial inscriptions and images of primitive ancestors. Its original appearance was so dilapidated that it was almost impossible to reconstruct its full form.

But at this moment, the rust has fallen off, revealing the magnificent and solemn style of the tripod, with its three legs standing upright, as heavy as history itself.

The memorial texts were examined by professionals and found to have been left by the ancient sages who controlled the floods.

Similar events have occurred at the ruins of other ancient civilizations, and most of the gods failed to succeed.

The lingering power of the gods of ancient civilizations remains, and those groups that are both gods and humans will return in the future. This is their place of origin, and they will come back here.

He was indulging in the feast now, but he knew he would have to pay the price later. With these concerns in mind, he went to other regions, where no one could protect him.

But it doesn't change anything.

The world was plunged into inexplicable chaos; humanity was attacked, but the source could not be found.

Those psychics themselves are in danger. Because they can see, they are more easily detected by the gods than others. They need to hide, get through this ordeal, and find something that can lead them to the path of the extraordinary. Otherwise, how can mortals fight against the gods?

However, to watch as the lives of their fellow human beings are harvested like weeds, doing nothing, while the deceased's loved ones weep, filled with grief and indignation, is truly appalling.

What kind of deity is this? It's just a giant demon!

Even if he is a god, he is an evil god!

……

The Yotsuya family.

Seeing Zi curled up on the sofa, hugging her knees and resting her chin between them, silently watching the scene playing on TV, her beautiful, golden eyes dimmed.

She took out her phone, hesitated for a long time, and then put it down.

Kyosuke stared at the pixelated program and chuckled dryly, trying to convince himself, "April Fool's Day was over a month ago, how can anyone still play this kind of joke? Television is so outdated, no wonder hardly anyone watches it."

He turned to look at Jianzi as he spoke, hoping his sister could give him a heartwarming answer.

Although they often quarreled during this period and neither side could gain the upper hand, Jianzi probably wouldn't scare him with such things; he's actually quite fragile.

He has a habit of watching TV. Since it was still early before class, he decided to watch TV for a while. Unexpectedly, Jianzi started watching TV with him. He thought Jianzi was planning to get revenge on him for sticking a "I am a pig" sticker on her back yesterday. However, when he got to school, he found that his back was covered with such stickers, and his classmates laughed at him for a long time.

But the boy did not answer him.

She couldn't bear to watch TV anymore and closed her eyes. But as a spiritual healer, shutting down one sense meant enhancing the others.

Everywhere you look, you hear the wails of evil spirits.

"This is the worst of times!" she sighed inwardly.

"The best of times has come, you piece of trash! Go and kill all those garbage gods! I have a feeling that even killing just one will bring immense benefits," Kuroko roared in her mind.

All gods, swiftly come to my aid! If anyone disobeys, I will subdue Fengdu: Chapter Two: Malice Beyond the World

In front of a luxury apartment building, Hiratsuka Shizuka stood with a worried expression, puffing out cigarette smoke, her heart clearly unsettled.

"I'm entrusting this child to you from now on."

Looking at the Tendou Kagura before him, Hiratsuka Shizuka flicked her cigarette ash, speechless for a moment.

This morning, the school issued a notice of suspension of classes, the reason for which is unknown.

But news came from nearby cities that dozens of people had died, and the scene was so large that it was impossible to contain.

Living in a peaceful era, she never imagined such a thing would happen.

Hiratsuka Shizuka glanced at Ise Suzuka, whose face was pale and eyes were red, as if she had been crying, but then she looked at Tendo Kagura's indifferent expression.

Hiratsuka Shizuka rubbed her temples, feeling a headache coming on.

Doesn't this student understand human nature?

Most likely, they understand, because only those who understand don't care; if they didn't understand, they wouldn't have sent it to her.

"I will try my best to take good care of her," she sighed.

"I believe you." Kagura Tendo bowed deeply.

She was at her wits' end with this kind of Kagura, so she threw away the cigarette butt, stomped on it and crushed it under her foot, and then tried her best to show a gentle and generous smile.

"Suzuka-chan, come over here."

Suzuka Ise glanced up at Shizuka Hiratsuka, then turned to look at Kagura Tendo.

Kagura did this suddenly, as if on a whim, sending her here without asking her opinion.

She herself had imagined it, but only in three to five years, that she would live with this female teacher, because Kagura Tendo had agreed to it.

But now, everything is happening too fast, like a tsunami, unstoppable.

Happiness comes quickly, and so does sadness, catching people off guard. She was so happy just a few days ago, but now she has no heart for anything, only feeling empty, confused and helpless. She was stunned for a moment, and then she realized—this is just like a ball, anyone can kick it, and it will roll wherever it is kicked.

She enjoys sports because of her poor health; these vibrant activities help her avoid becoming depressed.

But who wants to be the ball?

Who cares about the opinion of a flimsy ball?

At this moment, Suzuka Ise found herself smiling. She didn't know why she wanted to laugh when she was sad, but she just couldn't control her laughter. She lowered her head, her shoulders trembled, and her mouth silently split open, making her laugh like a clown.

Tendo Kagura is a fraud...

She suppressed her smile and quietly approached Hiratsuka Shizuka, appearing obedient and docile.

"What did Ye Zi say?" Hiratsuka Shizuka asked after a long pause.

Tendou Kagura remained silent at first, then shook his head; he did not inform Ye Zi.

Those who interact with him generally don't need to be worried about; even Jianzi and Xiaohua received ample guidance from him.

His only worry was Suzuka.

She was extremely weak, a congenital defect; something was missing from her body, something essential.

Kagura Tendo didn't want to change anything; Suzuka was just a mortal, so let her live her life as it was...

Birth, aging, sickness, and death—a simple and ordinary life isn't so bad.

Kagura Tendo bowed to Shizuka Hiratsuka once more. He was always clear-headed in his actions, doing his duty and maintaining a very clear boundary in his interactions with everyone, never crossing that line.

Therefore, according to his logic, Suzuka should not have been entrusted to her in the first place, and Hiratsuka Shizuka had no such obligation.

But in the end, he still made that choice.

Tendou Kagura turned and left.