The Godslayer

It turned out that all of this had been planned. The mutation produced by that plot of land at my home was known not only to me, but to everyone else as well.

All that grain had been produced by them to conceal the truth.

The Man Who Slays Gods

"What does your organization need so many Eight-Armed Asuras for?" I asked.

"I'm not really sure either." The man in black hurriedly said, "I only heard that they had an important use. As for anything beyond that, I didn't dare ask."

"Since that's the case, I understand." I nodded and looked at him. "Since that's how things are, I'll let you go. Get lost."

The man in black nodded and hurried away.

I watched his departing figure, my expression grim. I had realized that this matter was far more complicated than I had imagined.

What shocked me even more was the development of the dark organization.

This dark organization was the source of all the turmoil. No one knew when it had appeared, but it stirred up conflicts everywhere and had triggered several major wars. It could be called the chief culprit.

In the face of this dark organization, it wasn't just me; everyone else was also fighting it with all their might. Yet no matter how many times we struck at them, they would always rise again from the ashes.

Behind it all, there seemed to be a terrifying force silently supporting them.

Not only that, more and more people were joining this terrifying dark organization. Its power seemed to be growing larger and larger.

Although I was filled with worry, this wasn't the time to dwell on it. I walked through the cave, destroying everything inside.

There, I even discovered an enormous Eight-Armed Asura.

This Eight-Armed Asura didn't