I'm Not a God

The man was dressed in magnificent clothes, wearing a badge symbolizing power, and his face still bore the solemn expression he had when he listened to the meeting. But now, his expression froze.

Because black flames suddenly swirled around him.

The flames had no heat, yet they caused him excruciating pain. He opened his mouth, wanting to scream but no sound came out; he wanted to move but couldn't, like a dead maggot.

Mu Ri naturally recognized this person; he led a small country with a population of less than one million, located on the edge of the Yunmeng Continent.

This country, and this person, both originated from Tracing Light.

The room erupted in uproar.

"You dare touch me!" the man finally shouted, his voice shrill, "Are you insane?! The nuclear missiles are already in the silos—"

Before he could finish his sentence, the flames burned even brighter, and his voice turned into a scream.

Outside the arena, the man's guards noticed the commotion and were about to rush in when they were suppressed by the powerful figure corresponding to Tracing Light with a single hand.

Mu Ri ignored the commotion outside. He simply stared at the person hovering in mid-air.

"Explain your reasons," he said.

The man gritted his teeth, unwilling to speak.

But the Nameless Fire directly burned through his reason, driving him mad. His memories began to leak out, and those thoughts hidden deep in his heart surged out like sewage.

Mu Ri some methods to release these thoughts and emotions, making them visible and audible to everyone present.

"Ha ha!" the man laughed maniacally, "The reason is simple! You tyrant who clings to power so tightly! In your country, we will never have a chance to rise again!"

"Officials have always enjoyed very generous benefits," Mu Ri said. "That's not your excuse."

"Not enough!" the man roared. "Do you think your meager charity is enough to make us forsake all temptations and work wholeheartedly?"

Mu Ri fell silent.

It's a well-worn topic, a matter of human desires; there's not much more to say.

"It's all for personal gain, or the interests of their families," Mu Ri said. "This disappoints me."

He raised his hand, ready to eliminate this former official of the Tracing Light.

"Ha ha!" The man laughed even more maniacally, "You think everyone is like you? You are the incarnation of God, a god! Without worldly desires, completely selfless!"

He struggled, staring at the Mu Ri with madness in his eyes.

"You overestimate humanity! Humans are just that inferior! Once they have one, they want two; once they have two, they want even more! That's why there are so many corrupt officials!"

"Where are there too many? I kill them every day, there aren't many left." Mu Ri suddenly asked, somewhat puzzled.

The entire venue suddenly fell silent for a moment.

"It's because you kill every day that I defected... But humans are human precisely because they have desires! You, as God, will never understand!"

Mu Ri remained silent for two seconds.

"I am not God," he said.

"Yes! You're not a god! I'm the god! Haha--"

The laughter stopped abruptly.

The man Burn in Black Flames, and after a few seconds, not a single ash remained.

Mu Ri withdrew his hand, turned around, and looked at the venue.

The delegates' faces were a mixture of emotions; some were so frightened that they lost control of their bladder and bowels on the spot, turning the entire meeting room into a pot of porridge mixed with excrement.

"Gentlemen," Mu Ri began.

The room fell silent.

"You've all seen it," he said, "The reason is just that absurd, so ridiculous."

But that's not the point--

Just then, someone in the audience shouted:

"Stop it now! Nuclear war has already begun! That country has started indiscriminate bombing!"

The room erupted in uproar once again.

"Quickly! Quickly, summon the Gods to intervene!"

Mu Ri didn't speak, but simply raised his hand and pointed to the large screen behind him.

On the screen was a satellite image updated in real time. The black and white pixels were simple and easy to understand.

That's a missile trajectory.

Dozens, even hundreds, of streaks rose from the direction of the traitor's country, trailing blinding flames as they flew in all directions.

Nuclear war.

It's really started.

"Now, even if the Gods intervene, it's too late," someone murmured in despair from below the stage.

Nuclear weapons will inevitably lead to countermeasures and retaliation, and in the end, the entire world will be blown to bits.

But Mu Ri just stared Jingjing at the screen.

Three seconds.

Five seconds.

Ten seconds.

Then, those tracks disappeared one after another.

The venue suddenly fell silent again, even quieter than before.

The large screen switched to several images again, showing Tracing Light's anti-missile system: satellites, radar, interceptor missiles, laser arrays, Mana barriers...

A global defense network is operating efficiently, precisely Lock-On and intercepting every incoming nuclear missile.

The whole process took less than ten minutes.

Not a single nuclear missile hit its target.

Without Mu Ri, he raised his hand again and switched to a few more images.

This time it was a missile from the Tracing Light. It rose from various launch silos across the Cangyuan Continent, streaked across the sky, and accurately hit more than a dozen predetermined points around the world.

Those designated locations included wastelands, Deep Seas, and uninhabited areas. There were no casualties and no damage.

But everyone understood it.

Tracing Light not only possesses a global anti-missile system, but also a global missile strike system.

They possessed both the strongest shield and the sharpest spear.

Mu Ri's gaze slowly swept across the faces of everyone present:

"If you don't understand the global initiative, I do have some knowledge of global coverage."

Starting today, only nine countries will remain on Origin Star.

The third District War, day nine.

On the [Civilization Rankings], two names are fiercely battling it out.

The civilization of [Scholars ] that Suguang Civilization, and the civilization of [Lord of Contracts] that Tongxiang Civilization.

They are vying for tenth place.

In the previous minute, the Suguang Civilization surpassed the Tongxiang Civilization to become the tenth-ranked civilization.

The next minute, the Tongxiang Civilization overtook them and pushed Tracing Light down to eleventh place.

The next minute, Tracing Light caught up again. The two raced each other like sprinters, pushing Su Guang from tenth place to twelfth.

The top nine all came from the same battlefield.

The first place winner is [Goddess of Luck] Jiang Mengrui, Civilization Stage: Mid- Information Age.

The second to ninth entries were all from her battlefield, all from the Early Information Age.

Then, starting from the tenth place, are the civilizations from other battlefields.

They were all from the Early Information Age, and their rankings went all the way up to over one hundred.

The Survivors on the leaderboard are quite idle.

Civilization Development into the Early Information Age, many things no longer required their personal involvement.

In a world with extraordinary elements, the local powerhouses who have cultivated over the years may be stronger than the Survivors themselves.

Without extraordinary elements, a civilization that has developed to this level means that the Survivors' original home was in the Early Information Age, so it has little guiding significance.

So they kept staring at the list, constantly gossiping and speculating.

"They've surpassed them again!"

"Keep it up, Scholars! Super Priest!"

"Charge Lord of Contracts!"

As the two Protagonists vying for the rankings, Su Luo and Father Tali Lang were both puzzled at this moment.