I am a god-slayer, not your hero.

The original story takes place in World 235, where the last king possesses a special divine artifact called the "Arrow Disc," which stores the power summoned by sword gods (heroes). Each time a sword god is stored, a sword-shaped engraving appears on it.

These sword gods can unleash 70% of their original strength.

The god of fate there can also manipulate the threads of destiny, pulling disobedient gods who have some connection with the god-slayer into his own domain, where they can gang up on the god-slayer and beat him to death.

However, the protagonist of the original work made many friends and had a sword to cut the threads of fate, which is how he defeated the god of fate.

As the "fate driver" of Universe 492, it was somewhat expected that Zarwan would summon a group of beings at the level of disobedient gods to gang up on him.

but……

This is too much.

There were more than five thousand "shadows of gods" in sight alone.

If there are any further additions later.

The number is likely to exceed ten thousand!

Zarvan's empty eyes looked at Vereslana.

"Son of Victory, what do you mean by this?"

"It's nothing. I have fulfilled my duty to King Mithra and obtained the defeat I craved. Now it's my free time, and it's time to eliminate you, who are in my way."

Vereslana's golden sword was pointed at Zarwan in the sky.

"Incomprehensible."

"If you're not happy, you can remove the [Time Magic] from my body."

Zarwan's massive body slowly rose, exuding an arrogant and domineering aura. "Mitra was wrong. He shouldn't have entrusted such a heavy responsibility to a foolish god like you."

“Perfect, here’s a fool.” Veleslana’s lips curled into a smirk as he glanced sideways at Mingxian. “Fool, are you interested in joining me in destroying this Pantheon, or are you afraid of the gods’ majesty?”

Mingxian chuckled softly, feeling both surprised and yet convinced that it was how it should be.

He slowly stepped forward, crimson flames emanating from his body.

Flesh and blood turned into steel, and clothes transformed into crimson armor.

With red horns, like a warrior from a burning comet, he stood before all the gods.

"Speaking of which, it seems some people also call a god-slayer like me a demon king, Veleslana, listen up..."

He slowly stepped forward and stood side by side with the God of War.

"Don't underestimate me! What kind of demon king can't even defeat ten thousand men single-handedly!"

Not Ajatasatru: Chapter Sixty-Three - The Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden is the Real Mother

Temple of Infinite Time.

The space trembled frequently, like the eye of a storm, stirring up invisible ripples that echoed endlessly all around, as if the fluctuations of time were distorting the boundary between reality and illusion.

In this chaos, the shadows of countless gods, like locusts swarming across the land, surged forth in overwhelming force.

That's a false god.

That is the shadow of God.

It is an unfinished god conceived by Zharwan with his supreme divine power.

If left unchecked, these beings roam the world and may one day trigger the descent of truly rebellious gods, bringing unpredictable disasters.

However, at this moment, they possess power but lack thought, like puppets on strings, wandering aimlessly and mechanically.

The strongest among them is only seventy percent of the level of the non-gods.

The problem is that the number is too large.

They converged into a sea, turning the sky into a deathly darkness.

Mingxian, clad in crimson armor, resembled a burning flame as he galloped freely across the battlefield.

He swung his arm and punched a giant boar-like false god, denting a section of it. The boar-like false god did not back down; instead, it charged at him even more violently.

"Fool, where is your sword?"

Vereslana's voice echoed across the battlefield as he wielded his golden sword, its light flashing like a dragon, instantly tearing the boar-god apart.

The golden sword light streaked across the darkness, utterly annihilating the false god.

Even more false gods are gathering in the sky, roaring in with terrifying power.

Flames, lightning, mountains, rocks, giant trees, floods...

All the attacks conform to ancient myths and legends, yet they are completely different from ordinary people's understanding.

These attacks are all black!

Like a shadow.

Like a dance of death, they intertwined, turning the battlefield into an abyss of despair.

Mingxian controlled the external scene. The scabbard of the savior sword, which was bound by iron chains, gleamed. The Golden Sword received the command and emitted beams of golden light.

"With the power of my words, I will reveal justice in the world. These incantations are powerful and eloquent, the sword of wisdom that beckons victory!"

Centered on the zither, a burst of golden, dazzling light suddenly surged out like a tide.

“Zarvan, you are the personification of eternal time and destiny, a deified being created by humanity in order to solve the origin of the universe.”

Countless golden orbs of light emerged and surrounded Mingxian.

"It is neither a monotheistic nor a polytheistic religion, but a unique dualistic religion."

"Their religion believes that good and evil are constantly fighting, and in the end, good wins the final victory."

"In the dualism of good and evil, at the beginning of creation, there were two major causes, spirit and things, working together to form the world, and these two causes also determined the fate of humankind."

"The good are given a happy heart and enter heaven, while the wicked are given a painful heart and fall into hell."

Golden swords, their blades covered in mysterious runes, gradually took shape, like the rising sun.

It is dazzling and inviolable.

"In order to resolve the contradiction between Mazda and Manu, it is theoretically and logically assumed that there is a supreme entity above both of them, namely the Zurwan theory."

“Zurwan is the Persian transliteration of ‘infinite time’ or ‘fate’. Ahura and Angolan have also become the twin brothers you gave birth to.”

In an instant, the golden sword blades seemed to be summoned by an invisible force, arranging themselves like stars in a neat and uniform pattern, filling the entire space like a vast ocean forged from gold.

The neatly arranged golden swords suddenly turned their tips, pointing in all directions.

In an instant, the golden sword silently streaked out, like a dazzling comet piercing the night sky, drawing brilliant trajectories in the temple before hurtling towards the overwhelming false gods, its momentum unstoppable, ready to cut down all obstacles.

Wow!

When the golden sword pierced through these false gods, it created ripples on their bodies, like water droplets falling into a tranquil lake.

It passed right through my body without causing any real harm.

These false gods continued to surge forward like a tidal wave, as if the attack of the golden sword was nothing more than a passing cloud to them.

"Unfortunately, although it is a factor I created, its divinity is not the same as mine."

Zarvan's indifferent voice rang out, seemingly unconcerned about the golden blade released by the zither.

The next moment, these hundreds and thousands of golden swords that had pierced through the false god shot towards Zharvan in the sky without any hesitation.

"This skill is useless."

Zarwan's two snakes flicked out their tongues, emanating strange fluctuations emanating from him.

Squeak, squeak, squeak!

A strange sound echoed throughout the heavens and earth.

The next moment, all the golden sword blades in the sky froze in mid-air, unable to advance.

This is a power similar to [Super Speed].

However, instead of reducing the time required for movement, it increases the time required for movement.

The closest golden blade was only 100 meters away from Zarwan, but under Zarwan's divine power, the time required was extended to more than 100 years, making it impossible to reach Zarwan.

"What about this!"

The outer scenery of the zither revolved again, attempting to enhance the power of the [Golden Sword] and sever Zharvan's divine power that "requires time to extend."

boom! boom!

The false god had already reached them, unleashing a barrage of attacks like a storm, each strike seemingly tearing through the void.

This is just the appetizer.

A humanoid pseudo-god wielding two hammers suddenly swelled up, becoming as majestic as a mountain. Its muscles taut, its skin like a drumhead, its chest cavity transformed into a drum, and its blood and qi became drumsticks, constantly striking the skin and creating an unimaginable resonant force.

This force flowed through his arms, and the two hammers struck Mingxian with earth-shattering power!

Rumble!

The sound of drums resounded throughout the land, like a thunderbolt striking the earth, shaking every inch of the land.

Mingxian planted his legs firmly on the ground, like a golden bell falling, and thrust his fists forward.

The savior's divine blade emanated immense heat, instantly igniting the comet power of [Thousand Body Scorching Star] to its maximum.

boom!

The false god wielding twin hammers was instantly blasted into dust, as if he had never existed.

The battle is far from over.

Before he could catch his breath, Mingxian quickly pushed off the ground and leaped backward into the air.

The spot where they had been standing was instantly shattered by the terrifying impact. Countless fragments of stone flew into the air and fell like a meteor shower, all turning into heavy rocks that crashed to the ground, making the courtyard floor thud loudly.

A false god, resembling a mountain range, descended from the sky and landed on the ground, radiating a suffocating sense of oppression.

At the same time, a dark shadow of the sun and a dark shadow of the moon appeared in his pupils.

The false gods of the sun and moon exude immense divinity.

It fired fire and ice at the zither.