"So...so the person from another world who brought disaster to the Forgotten City was actually you?" The fortune teller was somewhat bewildered by the man who had just appeared.
He only knew that a calamity would befall this city, an existence that did not belong to this world, that would cause the Forgotten City to be displaced and descend into chaos. He thought it was that false god, but unexpectedly, at this critical juncture, a man who claimed to be able to kill gods appeared lightly.
"You...you can really kill gods? You...you really killed all the gods?!" The diviner still refused to believe that there was such a thing as being able to kill gods, but he knew that if the person in front of him came from another world, anything was possible.
If what this man says is true... how terrifying he would be! He would render this world devoid of gods, and all the believers in every city would lose their protection!
The fortune teller was breathing heavily, but the man holding the long knife simply stared at him calmly. "Do I need to prove it to you?"
As he spoke lazily, he drew a long, black sword from his waist with one hand. The sharp blade slowly emerged from its sheath, gleaming with a chilling and dangerous light in the sunlight. The man casually glanced at everyone before asking in a low voice, "Will you tell me the whereabouts of the God yourself, or should I ask you with this sword?"
Everyone held their breath, stunned by the chilling killing intent emanating from the other party.
The man's eyes were terrifying; he was clearly someone who had been steeped in bloodshed for a long time. The pressure emanating from him was like an invisible knife held to everyone's throat. His mere glances were as if a death sentence had passed over everyone's head.
That wasn't the kind of indifference and nonchalance towards death that ordinary people could fake; he truly would kill everyone here! He truly would kill a god; he was definitely not alone!
Cold sweat poured down everyone's bodies. They gripped the weapons they had just brandished at their fellow townsmen tightly, gritting their teeth for their own reasons. But now, in front of Yin Xiu, they all became quiet, not even daring to breathe loudly.
"Not going to talk?" Yin Xiu coldly curled the corner of his lips and casually waved the knife in his hand. "Then forget it, I won't ask anymore."
Just as everyone breathed a sigh of relief, the man slowly raised the knife in his hand, his tone icy, "I don't want to ask anymore, just kill them all."
A chill ran through everyone in an instant. Terrified, they stammered at the man, "You monster! You killed our god! The City of Oblivion is like this because of you! You are the murderer who destroyed our home! I will kill you!!"
"Yes! You can forget about killing our new god again! We'll fight you to the death!"
Their thoughts became aligned at that moment: they could not allow this man to continue living under any circumstances, to avenge the old gods and ensure the survival of the new gods. If such a dangerous man existed for even a day, the world would never have peace!
Faced with the rage of countless people, Yin Xiu remained nonchalant, "You've already killed each other enough, do you still want to kill me?"
"Really, you want to try?" Yin Xiu silently gripped his knife, giving them an ultimatum. Those who truly wanted to live dared not rush forward, but the extreme residents who sought revenge against the old gods and wanted to stay here didn't care about such things at all.
"Kill him! Kill him to avenge our old gods!" In such a tense atmosphere, the diviner on the high platform shouted, almost igniting the flames of war among those who were itching to fight.
Those who wanted to leave with the new god naturally wanted to live and dared not lay a hand on Yin Xiu. On the other hand, those who had become extreme in their faith in the old god were blinded and wanted to drag the other citizens to their deaths here. They did not care about their own lives. The thought of the old god's destruction giving them hope made everyone rush forward with their weapons without thinking.
"Damn monster! We must avenge God! Because of you! We've lost our homes!"
"It's all because I forgot my family! I've become such a mess! I can never go back to the way I was before!"
"It's all your fault! Everything in the City of Oblivion is your fault!"
The people's extreme emotions found an outlet. They piled up the chaos of the Forgotten City, the filth in their hearts, and all the mistakes and dissatisfaction onto the man in front of them. They rushed over with their weapons, as if killing him would restore peace to the Forgotten City, return everything to the way it was before, and make their mistakes disappear.
Amidst the scene of so many people rushing towards that person with intense killing intent, as if a righteous siege had been launched, Yin Xiu simply gripped his knife and began doing what he knew best.
The inhabitants of this city are truly pathetic. When things have become so chaotic, with such heavy casualties, and everyone is wounded both mentally and physically, they haven't thought about changing themselves or their surroundings to salvage anything or make the Forgotten City a better place.
They passively await God's return, continuing to languish and waste away in this filthy place, waiting for death, and even preventing those who want to leave from doing so.
In such an environment, without a powerful driving force behind it, the Forgotten City will truly perish, it will truly consume itself completely, and then be forgotten by everyone.
"This is terrible," Yin Xiu muttered, stuffing the little tentacle-like creature that had been watching the show on his shoulder into his collar, and began to swing his long sword.
Even though the people of the Forgotten City had already prepared themselves for Yin Xiu to be a strange monster, they were still terrified when they saw the man calmly and without flinching kill and trample all those who rushed at him.
What kind of monster is this, capable of withstanding all attacks with a long sword, yet delivering a swift and decisive fatal blow to everyone?
He must have spent years in the midst of bloodshed, and he knows very well how to kill his opponent with a single blow. His overly skilled and simple operation makes him look very indifferent.
The bloodstains gradually staining his clothes, and the layers of corpses at his feet, were a horrifying sight that instilled fear in him from the bottom of his heart. This was definitely someone they could not kill.
Some people noticed this, and as they gradually became tainted by fear, their extreme anger slowly disappeared and turned into fear.
The crowd stopped surging forward and slowly came to a halt, staring tremblingly at the man standing on a pile of corpses. They began to retreat, feeling fear.
"Aren't you coming?" Yin Xiu casually wiped his sword with the hem of his robe, raised his eyes to stare at them, looking very dissatisfied. The City of Riots seemed to be just so-so. These people were no different from people in other cities. It was just that they had never encountered any restraint before, which was why they were so crazy.
They immediately cower when faced with something truly terrifying.
However, there is one exception.
A few steps away, the diviner who had witnessed everything from the high platform, seeing everyone too afraid to approach, couldn't help but shout, "What are you all standing there for! If we don't kill him, the City of Oblivion will truly be destroyed! Our old god will never return, and it's all his fault!"
He is still provoking people and stirring up trouble.