A bizarre resurrection: I, Yang Jian, am bound by a contract with the school beauty!

But at this moment!

Faced with these "diseases" that appear out of nowhere and make no sense.

Everything they were so proud of has become incredibly fragile and utterly ridiculous!

Their bodies.

It has become a breeding ground for death and suffering!

Their will.

It is being disintegrated by that irresistible collapse originating from the deepest part of the body!

"Fire! Kill him! Open fire now!"

The cobra, using its last ounce of strength, let out a hysterical roar.

His face, contorted with excruciating pain, was filled with boundless fear and disbelief!

What kind of ability is this?!

Does a word become law?!

Do not!

This is impossible!

How could such an absurd and illogical force exist in this world?

Several of his teammates are strong.

Despite the excruciating pain emanating from their bodies, which felt as if they were being torn apart, they trembled as they raised the rifle in their hands.

however.

They couldn't even aim properly.

One team member.

His retina detached instantly, leaving him with only a blood-red darkness before his eyes.

Another team member.

His bones are becoming loose and fragile at an alarming rate.

He simply raised his arm.

Then there was a crisp "crack" sound, and the entire arm bone broke on its own!

There is one more team member.

In his brain, a malignant tumor was growing rapidly, compressing his nerves.

Make him foam at the mouth.

He convulsed and lost consciousness on the spot!

"Bang! Bang!"

A few sporadic, inaccurate gunshots rang out.

Golden bullets.

The bullets shot haphazardly into the sky and towards the ground, but not a single one managed to get even a fraction of a distance from Yang Jian.

Yang Jian simply stood there quietly.

He stared expressionlessly at the group of "god-killers" who were heading towards self-destruction.

His eyes.

It remained calm and indifferent.

To him, the hellish scene before him was nothing more than a trivial farce whose ending was already predetermined.

In less than ten seconds.

The gunfire stopped.

The screams gradually faded away.

"Clatter".

"Clatter".

Ten twisted bodies.

One after another, unrecognizable corpses fell into the cold, muddy water.

Their deaths were tragic.

It was extremely tragic.

some.

Bleeding from all seven orifices, and skin ulceration all over the body.

some.

Its body was shriveled, like a dried mummy.

some.

Then the whole body becomes swollen, like an inflated balloon.

They did it until they died.

Their faces were still frozen with extreme fear and bewilderment.

They came to "kill the gods".

But I never expected it.

I have truly met... God.

then.

They were erased by God in a way they could never comprehend, as easily as crushing ants.

The rain is still falling.

The cold rain washed away the bloodstains on the ground, and also washed away the ten bodies that had just lost their lives.

The whole world was deathly silent.

Only the pattering rain seemed to be playing a mournful melody for this hasty and absurd death.

Li Yao knelt on the ground, staring blankly at the scene before her.

Her mind was blank.

As a player who entered the eerie dungeon in Kyushu, she had faced countless terrifying, bizarre, and incomprehensible ghosts.

She had also witnessed all sorts of bizarre and unbelievable patterns of murder.

But what I see before me.

It completely overturned her understanding!

This……

It's beyond just being described as "bizarre".

This is a "miracle"!

Or rather, it was "divine punishment"!

It was just one sentence.

A statement so bland it lacked any emotional fluctuation.

They had ten men armed to the teeth.

Even super soldiers who could threaten a demon tamer of her level were instantly killed!

What a terrifying, domineering, and unreasonable force this is!

She suddenly raised her head.

Those dazed eyes were fixed intently on the figure standing calmly in the rain.

Who exactly is he?

What kind of being is he?

……

Kyushu, the highest command center.

The moment Yang Jian's words, "I say, the person before me is plagued by illness," were clearly transmitted to the command center through the on-site recording equipment.

All the senior executives present were taken aback at first.

They don't understand.

At this critical moment of life and death, why would this mysterious man who suddenly appeared say such a strange thing?

However, the next second.

On the screen.

The ten "god-killers" team members, as if cursed with the most vicious curse, began to fall ill collectively, screaming in agony, and then one after another, they collapsed and died suddenly.

The entire command center.

It fell into a deathly silence that was even deeper and more eerie than when Li Yao had been in danger before!

Everyone seemed to be frozen in their seats, as if under a spell.

They watched in disbelief at the hellish scene on the screen, at the ten gruesome corpses, their faces filled with an indescribable shock and...awe!

The old general with gray hair.

The eyes that had just closed in despair were now wide open, bigger than copper bells!

His mouth was open unconsciously.

Dry, chapped lips.

It was trembling slightly, but could not make a sound.

The eyes of the person in charge, which were bloodshot from anger, were now filled with only bewilderment and blankness.

His fist, which he had just smashed into a bloody mess, remained raised high, unable to fall.

time.

It was as if, at this moment, the time had been stretched out infinitely.

I don't know how much time passed.

at last.

A young intelligence analyst broke the suffocating silence with a dreamlike, trembling, uncertain voice.

"That...what kind of...ability is that?"

His voice.

Like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, it instantly stirred up a thousand huge waves!

"Words become law... This is... words become law?!"

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! This is beyond our understanding of 'the bizarre'!"

"He only said one sentence...just one sentence!"

"A god...a deity?!"

The command center erupted in chaos!

Everyone's worldview was almost shattered by this surreal scene!

They can understand the ghost realm.

In order to understand the irrational killing patterns of vengeful ghosts.

Because that ultimately falls within the scope of "rules".

For example, "ghostly shadow".

Its rule is that you die if you step on the wrong shadow.

For example, Li Yao's still ghost.

Its rule is static time.

But the power that Yang Jian displayed could no longer be described as "rules"!

That is……

Create the rules!

He said.

You're sick.

then.

You really are sick!

This domineering and tyrannical ability, almost like "making a wish," completely shattered their basic understanding of the world!

"wrong!"

Just then.

An expert who was in charge of studying all of Yang Jian's materials suddenly stood up.

His face.

He wore a complex expression that was a mixture of fanaticism and fear.

"I remember now! In his copy of the data, it was mentioned that the core vengeful spirit he controlled was codenamed... 'The Deceitful Spirit'!"

"A liar?"

The person in charge suddenly turned his head and stared intently at the expert.

"Yes!"

The expert nodded vigorously, his voice becoming somewhat shrill with excitement.

"The ability of a liar is to distort reality through 'deception'!"

"Everything it says is a lie, but these lies possess the power to influence, even overturn, reality!"

"you mean……"

The person in charge's breathing became rapid. "He just said 'the person before us is plagued by illness,' but that was actually a lie?"

"But this lie was so powerful that it made those ten people's bodies 'believe' they were truly ill, thus leading to their deaths?!"

This explanation.

It remains as absurd and unbelievable as ever.

However, this seems to be the only theoretical basis that can explain what is happening right now.

however.

The expert slowly shook his head.

In his eyes.

It shimmered with an even more intense, almost obsessive light.

"No... Commander-in-Chief, you're wrong."

"Our previous understanding of 'liar' was too superficial."

"This is no longer 'deception'."

"Look at his expression and listen to his tone; he's not lying."

He was stating a fact.

"A 'fact' defined by him, created by him!"

The experts' voices echoed in the silent command center.

"This doesn't seem like a lie..."

"It's more like...making a wish!"