Behead God: You will eventually become a god!

Chapter 255 No. 1 in the world

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A slight cough echoed in the empty parking lot.

After hearing the sound, Chen Han immediately turned around and walked towards the direction of the cough. The person who coughed was a child who had woken up among the crowd lying around the stove.

The little boy who just woke up looked around curiously at first, and then saw the people lying on the ground. This scene had a big impact on a small child.

He subconsciously curled up his body until he saw a kind middle-aged man coming over. Then he tremblingly asked:

“Uncle, what’s going on… I’m a little scared.”

Chen Han tried his best to keep smiling and let the child in front of him relax. "It's okay, don't be afraid, your uncle is here. They are just a little tired and fell asleep. They will wake up in a while."

"So that's how it is." The little boy was still relatively innocent. Although he was still very scared, he was much better than when he just woke up.

"What about mom and dad?"

Chen Han's expression suddenly froze. If nothing unexpected happened, their "journey" this time would be a one-way trip, so the parents of the little boy in front of him should have died in this city... But he certainly couldn't say that. At the very least, he had to leave the little boy with a beautiful fantasy.

"They went to your grandmother's house and said they would buy you something delicious when they come back."

"You're going to bring me something delicious, really? I love delicious food the most!" The little boy also let down his guard and jumped up excitedly.

Time passed by minute by minute, but the parking garage seemed to be still. Except for the little boy, all other objects and people remained motionless.

Maybe it was because he was too bored, or maybe it was Chen Han's image as a caring uncle that made the little boy couldn't help but go and talk to him.

"Uncle, the street outside is so dark, will a monster suddenly run out?"

Chen Han smiled and spoke to the child patiently, "It doesn't matter if a monster comes out. I'm a monster hunter."

"Is it true?"

"Haha, of course it's true. How could I lie to you?" After teasing the child, the atmosphere in the room became lively. Chen Han glanced at the area against the wall where Zhou Ping was, and continued:

"Besides, did you see that big brother? He is a sword master, a great hero who specializes in fighting those monsters."

"Wow." The little boy was very excited. It was the first time for him to see a fairy tale hero in person. He quickly ran to Zhou Ping's side and said excitedly like a little bird:

"Brother, how come you are so powerful? Do you know any other sword masters?"

In the little boy’s mind, the heroes in fairy tales should all be good friends, and the friends of heroes are also heroes.

Zhou Ping listened to the child's innocent words, opened his eyes a little, and said truthfully: "I don't know him, I should be the only Sword Saint."

"Big brother is the only swordsman in the world?" The little boy's eyes widened. "Doesn't that mean big brother is the best in the world?"

Zhou Ping was stunned.

It was the first time that he heard someone sincerely say that he was "the best in the world", and he suddenly felt inexplicably warm in his heart.

"I'm not the best in the world. There's no one stronger than me, but there are probably four people who are about as strong as me."

The little boy didn't seem to understand why the only sword master in the world was not the best in the world?

But his little brain didn't think too much, and he immediately changed his mind, "I don't care, big brother is the best in the world, he is a great hero."

There was a faint smile on Zhou Ping's lips.

Seeing that his plan was successful, the little boy immediately asked another question, "Big brother, how did you become so powerful? I also want to be a sword master and become someone like you.

...If that happens, my family will definitely be very happy."

"Family." When Zhou Ping heard these three words, his eyes trembled slightly.

"I... probably have no relatives except my third uncle."

The little boy felt sad after hearing this. He wanted to comfort his brother, but he didn't know what to say.

However, Zhou Ping seemed to have thought of something, and the smile on his face became more obvious. "But, I still have a few students. They will definitely be proud of me, just like my family."

"Sword Saint's students, then they must be the Sword Saint's disciples?" At this moment, the little boy had already drawn a picture of the world of martial arts in his mind, "So they must be the same as my big brother, a "hero", right?"

"Hero?" Zhou Ping was somewhat moved when he heard the word.

I never thought that one day, he would become someone else's "hero". Just like the "hero" who appeared in my life when I was very young...

Rumble——!

The thunder in the sky became louder and louder, as if the god of thunder was roaring in the air.

Zhou Ping was also startled by the thunder, and his thoughts gradually returned to reality.

He looked up at the top of the garage, and the relaxation in his eyes was replaced by solemnity. He realized that the thunder was very "unnatural".

Chen Han, who was watching the Sword Master chatting with the little kid, was also startled and couldn't help but ask, "Strange, why is the thunder so loud?"

Then he frowned and glanced into the air.

All the clouds were covered by haze in the dark sky, and a vortex was formed in the sky for dozens of miles. The clouds were still gathering into the vortex, and three huge figures were standing in the clouds, looking down at the city below. Although their faces could not be seen clearly, the pressure and breath that made people feel palpitating could be felt.

"Three people appeared in the fog?" Chen Han's first reaction was this, and then he shook his head suddenly.

How could there be humans in the mist? So, they are three gods!!

For a moment, his face was pale and solemn. Although the Sword Saint was very strong, strong enough to force back the gods, the three gods in front of him were real. Even if the Sword Saint was in his prime, it should be impossible for him to do it, right?

This time... I can't go home.

There was only despair left in Chen Han's eyes.

The little boy also saw the horrific scene in the sky, but he was not very afraid because he was holding the hand of his brother, the Sword Saint, the "number one man in the world."

Zhou Ping slowly stood up, gave a gentle smile to the people in the room, and then gently let go of the little boy's hand.

The billowing flames in the stove cast his shadow onto the white wall behind him. Along with the swaying flames, it seemed to foreshadow a black giant who was about to carry the sky of faith on his back.