Chapter 272 God of Thunder?

Thor was frozen in space, unable to even move his eyeballs, and could only stare straight ahead.

The last time he was restrained like this was when he met [Ji Gu]. After that, he spent 400,000 years on [Ji Gu]'s ark, and escaped only after the last drop of divine power was drained. To be precise, [Ji Gu] threw him off the ark when he saw that he was no longer useful.

That was the most humiliating moment in his life.

After regaining his freedom, he began to stay at home and kept his whereabouts secret. For this reason, he even killed many devout believers who served him closely.

He swore that he would never be caught by anyone again.

"So Thor looks like this!" Lu Qiqi stood in front of Thor and commented on him, "This eye socket! This nose! This mouth! So handsome!"

There was a gleam of curiosity in Lu Qiqi's eyes.

As an assassin targeting ancient gods, she was taught from a young age which gods could be bullied and which gods should be avoided as soon as they heard their names. Thor belonged to the latter.

In his prime, the Thunder God could sense malice in a wide range. As long as an assassin like her appeared near the Thunder God, the Thunder God would kill her at will.

She had only heard the legend of the Thunder God from her elders, and this was the first time she had seen the honor of the Thunder God with her own eyes.

The Thunder God did not look as fierce as she had imagined. If it were not for the heavy murderous aura between his eyebrows, she would even like him a little.

She could not help but reach out and touch the face of the Thunder God, and said seriously while touching it: "It feels good, better than the chickens in the tribe."

"Okay, stop touching it, give Him some dignity."

Tang Xuan walked up to the Thunder God and looked at Him.

After a while, Tang Xuan slowly said: "You ancient gods are also one nose and two eyes, how can you be so cruel to humans, and I heard that you were also humans before you became gods."

The space around the Thunder God was solidified, and He could not answer Tang Xuan's question. He always maintained the original posture, looking forward with joy, even though there was nothing worth joying in front of him.

A gentle female voice asked, "I have captured Him and brought Him to you, but what container will you use to hold Him? I can't keep Him here all the time. I have to sail far away to explore more mysteries of the universe."

Yin Huazang raised his head and said, "Please rest assured about this. A spaceship carrying experimental instruments will arrive here in half a month at most. We will dismember His body and drain His power of faith. Then you can leave."

The great Thunder God ended up being dismembered.

Lu Qiqi took a step back and looked at the Thunder God with a little sympathy in his eyes. He thought that humans nowadays are really cruel. However, compared to what the ancient gods did to humans in the past, dismemberment is nothing.

The ancient gods not only dismembered humans, but also often forced humans to do all kinds of perverted things, such as mother and child cannibalism, brothers fighting, drinking magma, etc., and it was not a pity to die.

Tang Xuan looked at the Thunder God and fell into thought. He really wanted to know how much the Thunder God knew about the topic of restarting the world.

The appearance of Bamachus before gave him some inspiration, making him understand that the world he was in was indeed unusual. In addition to technology and faith, it was not tolerated by any other cultivation system.

If he could learn more, he might have a clearer understanding of his situation. He guessed that the world restart known to Thor was either a time loop or an era iteration.

If it was an era iteration, did Thor have any connection with the previous era like him?

Every era iteration buried a cultivation civilization that had developed to its peak. Tang Xuan believed that in addition to the Immortal Era, there must be other eras that used various methods to successfully escape when the end came. Where are they?

As long as Thor is willing to speak, this problem may be solved, but the question is how to make Thor cooperate willingly?

Tang Xuan was suddenly dazzled by a purple light. He came back to his senses and found that the crystal on Thor's forehead was glowing.

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Tang Xuan was stunned.

Lu Qiqi screamed: "Danger!"

Thor's body disappeared on the spot, and the intelligent life threw Him far away.

Tang Xuan looked up and looked at Thor through the glass.

Thor floated quietly in space, his posture remained unchanged. But the crystal on his forehead became more dazzling, and the blue-purple light came through the cracks, so bright that people could not look directly at it.

Heart-pounding fluctuations spread in space.

Thor stared blankly in front of him.

My name is Kansel, which means thunder and lightning. My mother gave me this name because she wanted me to be like thunder and lightning to scare away the beasts in the forest and the enemies of the tribe.

But at that time, I never thought that one day I could really illuminate this hopeless world like thunder.

My mother died of illness at an early age, and the other people in the tribe were unable to maintain the existence of the tribe. We were quickly defeated in the war with other tribes, and the men were reduced to slaves and the women were reduced to reproductive tools.

A man branded a slave mark on my face.

Later, that tribe was also defeated.

I came to another tribe, and the man who had branded a slave mark on my face before was also branded a slave mark by others.

In winter, resources in the forest were scarce. In order to survive, the wars between tribes became more frequent, and I moved from one tribe to another and then to another.

Because of the love and care of the elders in the tribe, I was lucky enough not to starve to death or die in the war that winter, but after that winter, no one could love me anymore because they were all dead.

I don't remember how long it took.

A man appeared in front of me and asked me if I wanted to change my fate. I was already in my twenties at that time and had been a slave for twenty years, but I had never given up my desire for freedom.

I said I wanted to.

Three years later, I condensed my own godhood. Ten years later, I unified all the tribes on the planet and met the man who had branded my face with the slave mark again.

He was old, had a broken leg, and had lost all his teeth, but I could recognize him.

I don't know why, maybe because of nostalgia, I decided to give him favor and let his descendants serve me.

Twenty years later, the man died, and I led the tribe into the starry sky and began my conquest.

Many years later, I became the god of thunder. I enjoyed endless honor, but I couldn't feel the meaning of life. In order to make myself feel alive, I became what I hated and began to take pleasure in people's misery.

I disemboweled pregnant women, took out babies and stewed them in a pot. I separated newlyweds and made husbands watch their wives being raped by monkeys. I used lightning to magnify the consciousness of humans and then killed them with the most cruel punishment.

I ended the stories of many people, and today my own story will also end. Everything repeats itself, just like the person who branded others as slaves was eventually branded as a slave by others.