Am I going to be sacrificed too?

Chapter 20: The middle-aged old man didn't want to become a god.

Judging from his appearance, he was clearly a miserable scavenger. Are scavengers these days so reckless? They dare to venture into such dangerous places?

To their surprise, the scavenger actually possessed a divine relic, but unfortunately, it was only at the second tier, which wouldn't be of much use to elites like them.

But what surprised them even more was that after being hit by a burst of bullets, the Blood Lion did not retaliate in anger, but instead ran away without looking back!

"This guy's lucky; he actually managed to find a divine relic."

"Hehe, more than finding a divine relic, I think he was really lucky to have survived."

"What do you think about killing him and stealing the divine relic? Even though we don't need it, we can still sell it for a lot of money. I think the design of this divine relic is portable and useful, and it will probably be very popular among the lords of the inner city."

"Forget it, so many people have died in the church recently. I think this guy is pretty good. He's so bold and has the honor of bathing in the blood moon."

Poor Liu Musen had no idea that his fate had taken such a dramatic turn in just a few seconds; he was still reeling from the shock of his narrow escape from death.

"Thank you for your divine protection."

"Hey, you just mentioned gods, right?"

A voice suddenly came from behind him, and Liu Musen's heart, which had just calmed down, almost jumped out of his chest again.

"who!"

Liu Musen turned his head and saw that five people had suddenly appeared behind him. He instinctively wanted to pull the trigger, but after pulling it, he realized that he had run out of bullets.

The next second, he felt a pressure as real as a physical force enveloping him, and his blood seemed to stop flowing.

No! This is not an illusion! It's the truth!

The Blood Moon pantheon has two basic abilities: accelerating mutation and manipulating blood.

For targets without divine power, Blood Moon believers can easily manipulate their blood. If Liu Musen were to struggle or move at this moment, his blood vessels might rupture first, causing him to die covered in blood.

"Poor believer, the gods have heard your prayers, and the scarlet moon is watching over you."

Liu Musen stared at the other person in surprise; he seemed to have heard similar words not long ago.

Forty years east of the river, forty years west of the river; forty years wasted on wasteland, yet none of it compares to the changes of these past few days.

Is he really God's chosen one?

……

"Uncle, is it as chaotic outside as here now?"

At this moment, Wang Yu had already concealed his aura and disguised himself as an ordinary person. The fourth-order vortex robe had a strong concealment ability, and even a fifth-order being could not detect it.

Cheng Feng sighed, rubbing his head. "I've told you so many times, I'm not some kind of old man! I'm only thirty, okay? According to the old era's standards, I'm just reaching my peak!"

"So old, almost twice my age." Wang Yu pouted; she was only sixteen this year.

If she had been born in the city, perhaps she could have been as carefree as Mia and had many suitors. Unfortunately, as a scavenger, she was exposed to the wind and sun every day, and even the best looks would have faded away.

However, once you become a superhuman and your physical abilities are enhanced, you can easily regain your perfect form. But once you become a superhuman, appearance is no longer important.

Moreover, Wang Yu cannot do that; instead, she has to disguise herself to fit the identity of a survivor from the bottom.

For the past two days, Wang Yu has been staying close to Cheng Feng, casually asking him for information.

There are actually quite a few people like her. Many people are curious. Since they have to travel for so many days anyway, they have nothing better to do than find something to pass the time. Chatting is the best choice.

When a traveler finally arrived, everyone chattered and surrounded him, while Wang Yu was the one with fewer questions.

Cheng Feng wanted to refute, but after thinking about it, he didn't say it.

Under normal circumstances, survivors would go out to scavenge or work before they were ten years old, and spend twenty years struggling in the harsh wilderness. If they were unlucky and encountered several abnormal events during that time, their bodies would have long since collapsed.

The average lifespan of survivors is only about forty years, so thirty years old is indeed considered middle age among ordinary survivors.

Someone asked, "Uncle, you've been to so many places, tell us about what it's like outside."

Cheng Feng replied, "Outside, most places have become abnormal zones. The environment there is extremely harsh, and basically only abnormal creatures and superhumans can survive there. Less than 30% of the land is suitable for normal living. Moreover, most of these places are controlled by native intelligent species, and areas that truly belong to humans are even rarer."

"Other intelligent beings?"

Cheng Feng nodded slightly: "There are actually many intelligent species in the world, and humans are just one of them."

Cheng Feng had traveled to countless places and knew a great deal of hidden knowledge.

For example, there are two kinds of intelligent races in the world: those that are naturally born in the world and those that are created by gods.

The number of races created by the gods is enormous. These races have basically inherited the pantheon and power of their gods and live in the regions ruled by the gods. They have long been adapted to the environment there. Even when faced with the apocalypse and rampant natural disasters, they still managed to survive. However, they are also confined to that area and rarely venture to other regions.

Compared to them, although humans do not have inherited divine power, they have the advantage of high inclusiveness and can awaken almost all divine systems.

Cheng Feng sighed: "Strictly speaking, we humans don't actually have any gods who truly belong to us."

The vast majority of gods are gods from the moment they are born with consciousness, or rather, they are themselves manifestations of the corresponding 'authority' rules, becoming beings who wield divine power and possess life and soul.

However, compared to the wretched existence of earthly creatures, they rarely spare a glance, spending their time maintaining the operation of the rules.

Only a few deities are created later in life. They awaken the corresponding pantheon and completely seize "authority" before the deity is even born, thus becoming new deities.

As for pantheons that have already given birth to gods, if the beings that have awakened in that pantheon wish to ascend to the highest level, there is only one path to choose from—god-slaying.

How ridiculous it is to kill a god! Do you intend to use the power I give you to kill me?

Successful god-killers do exist, but they often rely on the power of other gods, or even evil gods.

Only a god can kill a god.

However, all of this is just a thing of the past. The gods of later times are ultimately only a minority, and humans are clearly not among them. They couldn't do it in the glorious past, so it's even more difficult for them to do it in the current apocalypse.

According to Cheng Feng's inside information, two of the largest forces in the wasteland, the "United Church" and the "Sanctuary," are both attempting to create a god.

But even gods can perish in unknown calamities, and the current apocalypse is the best proof of that.

Rather than relying on ethereal deities, it's better to enjoy the present moment, take a closer look at this world that is about to perish, and etch its final beauty into your soul.

This is Cheng Feng's purpose in becoming a traveler.