The Death of the Creator

Chapter 195 The Death of the Creator

Talent - Shadow of Death Iv.4 (1032/5000): When you kill or witness the death of a creature, your mental strength will be subtly enhanced. (I feel like I'm seeing Death...)

Skill - Reaper's Scythe Iv.4: A phantom of the Reaper's Scythe materializes in your hand, temporarily borrowing the authority of the Grim Reaper. Any creature that comes into contact with it will suffer a terrifying blow from your mental strength! If your mental strength is far greater than the opponent's, you can directly seize their soul to nourish your spirit; otherwise, you will severely damage the enemy's soul.

The curse of the Eye of Flesh seemed too insignificant in the face of the Creator. At this moment, Loran could only place all his hopes on the Reaper's Scythe, which was his strongest killing move at the moment.

The last time I used the Reaper's Scythe, the skill was only level 2, but even then, the power of the Reaper's Scythe was already beginning to take shape.

Now that the skill level has reached level four, its power will only be greater than before.

The Grim Reaper's Scythe appeared in Loran's hand. He slowly approached the Creator, his footsteps light but still detected by the Creator.

But the Creator seemed to be in a certain state, unable to stop Loran's approach. He could only coldly question, "Why have you come back? I let you go! You know that if I hadn't let you go, you would be dead!"

Loran quickened his pace as he spoke, "Our positions have always been different. I'm just an ordinary resident of Rockfall Town, and also an adventurer who loves life. I have my own companions and friends, and I love every resident of this town... You and I are fundamentally different; we are enemies!"

The Creator abruptly interrupted its focused state, sending tentacles flying toward the charging Loran.

Loran dodged some of the tentacles, then struck them with the Reaper's Scythe. Unexpectedly, the power contained in the Reaper's Scythe caused the tentacles to vanish the moment they touched him.

The Creator's methods of obstruction have become a complete laughing stock.

The scythe of death fell and struck the Creator.

The next moment, Loran did not arrive in that familiar void space, but instead arrived in a... modern, technologically advanced room.

The walls here are covered with smooth, bright tiles, clean and tidy, just like the hotels on Blue Star.

Loran looked puzzled. He examined his hands; they were normal human hands, but something felt off...

The skin tones of these two hands are slightly different.

One hand has white skin, and the other hand has yellow skin.

With a puzzled look in her eyes, Loran walked to the mirror in the room and examined his appearance. He was very fair-skinned and handsome, but there was something inexplicably off about him.

A flood of unfamiliar memories rushed into Loran's mind. The amount of information was immense, just like when Loran first transmigrated. It took him a long time to recover before he finally stood up slowly.

His mental strength was now powerful enough that even after receiving such a large amount of information, he recovered in a short time.

come.

This memory... it actually belongs to the Creator.

Loran looked around at his surroundings; this must be the world from the Creator's memories.

Although this place may look no different from hotels on Earth, it is actually a completely different world.

The creatures here all possess some kind of special ability, like superpowers, such as cutters, thieves, and flyers.

Their special abilities are just like their names: the Cutter possesses powerful cutting weapons, the Thief can easily steal items, and the Flyer can fly.

In such a world, the Creator's power is... to stitch things together.

He is known as the Stitcher, because he can stitch together various parts of other creatures. It can be said that none of his parts are his own; they are all stitched together.

All of this seems wonderful, but there is a fatal flaw: even if the stitcher performs the stitching, he cannot fully inherit his specific characteristics.

In other words, even if he stitched up the specific parts of the flyer, he would only have a fragmented flying skill, which would be extremely deadly and uncontrollable.

If he tries to fly, he is likely to risk crashing.

Under such circumstances, in this world where superpowers are everywhere, his stitching ability gradually became a very useless ability.

The scene before Loran changed again, and his perspective shifted to a school campus filled with the laughter and chatter of many students.

However, the next moment, a group of menacing people came over, grabbed the creator and headed towards the toilet, and then began to punch and kick the creator.

Loran felt no pain; he was merely an observer from the perspective of the Creator's memories, silently experiencing everything.

The scene begins to accelerate, showing the Creator enduring bullying and various forms of oppression at school because his abilities are useless...

As expected, the Creator chose to end his life on the school rooftop, and upon waking up, he was transported to another world.

In his original world, his ability was practically useless, but in this world, it has become a favorite among all the monsters.

Monsters always have an inexplicable worship of strength, and if they could stitch some of the abilities of a powerful monster into their own bodies, it would be a wonderful thing for them.

Having understood the monsters' thoughts, the Creator embarked on his own path, the path that led him to become a god.

"thump!"

The Creator fell to the ground, his eyes devoid of light, his soul already reaped by the scythe of death.

Loran regained his normal vision and saw the Creator lying on the ground, his mind still flashing with memories of his short life.

The Creator did not lie. Like Loran, he was not a being of this world. He came from another world, a world that Loran had never set foot in or known.

The Creator endured humiliation in that world, came to this world to reclaim what he was good at, but in the end, he still failed.

At this moment, a horrifying wound had been cut into Lake's body, which was terrifying to behold, and a dead, strange creature lay on the ground.

The creature was in its infancy, and it was unclear what it was, but it had its wings cut off and looked to be in great pain, so it was not completely dead yet.

Loran searched the Creator's body and found some recovery potions, which he then sprinkled evenly on Lake's wounds.

Lake's bleeding wounds were temporarily relieved. Loran glanced at the little guy on the ground, felt a little sorry for him, and put him into his backpack.

After freeing Lake, Loran prepared to untie Roth. Before leaving, he glanced at the Creator lying on the ground and sighed softly, "I'm sorry."

Although Loran shares the same background as the Creator, he does not wish for his survival to be based on destroying the happiness of others.

Every resident of Rockfall Town has a family, and they need peace, just as the world needs peace.

Killing the creator is not the end of the story, and taking Lake and Roth out of here will not be an easy task.

Loran used his strength to pry open the iron gate and saw Roth bound. At this time, Roth was still in a puppet state, looking like a sculpture.

Loran untied it and carried it on his body before using rather violent methods to awaken Commander Lake.

When Captain Lake awoke, he saw Loran and then the Creator lying motionless on the ground. His face showed undisguised astonishment.

However, he knew now was not the time to talk about that; they needed to seize this hard-won opportunity.

Captain Lake and Loran emerged from the dungeon and immediately began to run. Some of the monsters noticed the situation and attempted to give chase.

But they suddenly found their movements becoming somewhat uncoordinated; many of the monsters were core members of the Creator's army.

He stitched up the modified parts.

These monsters can maximize the advantages of stitching together while also eliminating some of their own disadvantages.

But now that the Creator is dead, the parts that were stitched up have become a burden, and all of them are now rejecting the parts.

Simply put, this behavior is not recognized by the rules of the world, and after the Creator dies, the linchpin that maintains the connection between the sutured part and the living being is also broken.

However, many monsters that were still behaving normally began to besiege Lakeloran. Lakeloran carried the puppet-like Lotte on his back, and Loran activated the Eye of the Blood Demon to shoot at it.

"Your creator is dead. Your futile resistance will only deplete your race's numbers," Lake shouted back.

Many monsters cannot understand human language, but some monster leaders can understand the news of the Creator's death?

While the exact nature of this event cannot be confirmed, they all possess some degree of grace bestowed by the Creator, namely, the stitched-up part.

The stitched-up parts began to show signs of rejection to varying degrees; the limbs that were supposed to provide them with great strength now felt unfamiliar.

"He...could actually die?" It's truly unbelievable that the creator, whom many monsters revere as a god, is dead.

The death of the Creator will inevitably lead to the collapse of many interest chains, and these monsters were united because of the Creator.

They usually live on the fringes of human life, carefully surviving, afraid of being caught by adventurers and used as experience points.

The appearance of the Creator gave them hope. They wanted to gain their own benefits and believed that the Creator could summon a large number of monsters to launch a counterattack against the kingdom, so that they would no longer have to live in the shadows.

But now the chain that unites them has broken, which means that if one group is harmed, other groups will not come to their aid.

Therefore, preserving the strength of powerful individual races is the optimal solution. If they pursue Loran and his group now, those terrifying magical arrows will make any pursuing monsters pay a heavy price.

Therefore, some monster groups chose not to pursue further and opted to remain on the sidelines.

Only a few slower-reacting groups continued their foolish pursuit, but of course, they were all easily neutralized by Loran's magical arrows.

Loran and Lake left Rockfall Town just like that, and the monsters were in an uproar, turning the place into a complete mess.

The monster leaders dispersed in a tacit agreement; they were all seasoned veterans who understood the rules of survival in this world.

After the Creator dies, they will be purged by humans if they do not have enough power to resist, so leaving this place is the best option.

Not long after Loran and Lake left, they saw another group of adventurers heading to Rockfall Town. This was a small team of adventurers who had spontaneously organized themselves, and its size was no smaller than that of a legion.

Lake and Loran also briefed the adventurer team on the current situation in Rockfall Town. Although the Creator was dead, there were still many helpless townspeople in the town.

It would be a tragedy if the monsters chose to slaughter them.

Fortunately, they encountered this team of adventurers, who, upon hearing about the events in Rockfall Town, quickened their pace and headed to provide reinforcements.

At this moment, the Warren nobles, who had been previously controlled by the Creator, have all returned to normal in the castle.

Baron Warren's pent-up anger finally erupted, and he began to mobilize the remaining private soldiers in the castle to carry out a cleansing operation against the monsters.

Although the remaining private soldiers were few in number, each of them was a top-tier fighter. Because the Creator liked to utilize talented individuals, he did not choose to kill them.

Although the soldiers are currently experiencing a rejection of the monster organization, the impact is not so great as to be unacceptable.

The townspeople also sensed something was wrong; some monsters had entered the town, causing a commotion.

But Rockfall Town was not without its own defenses. Some retired veterans who were still capable of fighting stepped forward and began to hinder the monsters and buy time.

Baron Warren also successfully led his private army out and temporarily stabilized the situation.

With the arrival of the adventurer team, the situation in Rockfall Town began to improve. The gnoll chieftain, who was watching all this from afar, clicked his tongue and said, "Tsk tsk tsk, what a pity, but the real show is just beginning."

The adventurer team provided assistance to Loran and his companions, giving them a horse, which greatly accelerated their return to Plassen.

Lake had no smile on his face, no joy at having survived. The entire legion had been wiped out, leaving only him and Roth, who had been turned into a puppet.

The two sat on horseback, with a large white dog beside them.

That's right, Brian went to find Loran after waking up. You have to admit, this guy's got a really tough life...

"Thank you, I never thought we'd make it out alive... but I've lost so much now." Lake took the initiative to talk to Loran.

Loran sighed, "Peace is never easy to come by."