C558 The God of Lost Self (1/2)

In a desolate place, many people called it a wilderness.

There was no time, no one. They could live forever. At this moment, they discovered that the only useful thing in this broken world was that they could live endlessly. Unfortunately, they could not escape.

This was a world where one could not die even if they wished to. Some people had already given up all hope, and some people had even become gods. The so-called gods, they were simply calm like water.

Even though their hearts were as tranquil as water, they could not help but wonder when they would finally be relieved. In this broken world of the wilderness, the people's strengths were truly too powerful. They firmly believed that they would have a future.

However, it was a pity that they lived on endlessly. They did not have any strength left, and became elderly person. God believed that if a person wanted to die and had lived enough, then he should be eaten by someone else.

But they were wrong.

Whether they cook or fry, they will not die in the end. Some gods walked on the mainland, silently kicking a rock. The rock was kicked far away, and he walked step by step to the front of the rock, continuing to kick it away.

They were too bored. There were even people who looked at the sky in a daze. Although they were already stupefied, they still wished for something. That was, when would they die?

They were too pitiful. Poor people couldn't hate him. He had slept for a million years, but after waking up, he was still in this world. They were people of the Curse, and could not leave this place either.

This was an agonizing despair, as if they had experienced it from the very beginning. Why were they the only ones experiencing this? Countless people, countless people.

Someone was calculating the time from the beginning. One day, two days, thirty days, fifty days, a hundred days … 1.3 billion days … ”Oh my god, 1.3 billion days … why haven't we died yet?”

Then another day passed.

Everything was the same as before. There was no time here, no death. If one person lived enough, they would enjoy the pleasure of being killed.

This place was bloody, but they were scared because every time they killed a person, they would turn around. However, after a period of time, they discovered that they wanted to vomit. But they wouldn't die.

Thus, they began to train. They did not die and continued to fight. They continued to seize treasures. If they were not killed by others, they would kill others.

I'm bored to death.

A world that would not die was truly terrifying. Only when one person after another went crazy did they finally stop fighting.

When a person arrived in their world, it was as though a glimmer of hope had appeared. There were too many deities here. Could there be so many gods?

Li Qing felt that it was unbelievable, those people all pounced over. They did not die, but time was enough to turn them into ashes, so Li Qing used that power.

At that moment, everyone was moved. They all had one idea, and that was to let him kill them, so they flocked to him and knelt on the ground and begged him to kill them.

They've had enough.

Li Qing fell into silence, not knowing how terrifying the time was. They all wanted to die, and release themselves as soon as possible.

However, the silent Li Qing had decided to save this world. The time he had set up this world was simply too difficult. If it was the Creator, would it be simpler?

He thought to himself, they have already wanted to die. They have lived for countless years, countless years, and they have been waiting for death one by one.

”I'm finally going to die.” They let out this kind of sigh.