Immortal God of Chaos

Wu Long - people like him are called "treasure hunter" He traveled all over the world looking for treasure.

Once, during his searches, he came across an unusual legend about the "Executors of the Venues"

According to legend, there is a treasure of God that, if found, can fulfill any desires.

When Wu Long heard this legend, his sense of adventure showed itself. He immediately flew to the place mentioned in the legend.

When he arrived, he found an old ruined temple. When he went inside, he saw only a dusty statue of a man, but what is surprising when he looked at the statue in his interior, fear began to arise.

As a treasure hunter, he has already been to such places more than once, but this is the first time he has encountered such a thing. He began to slowly approach the statue and examine it more closely. It was a statue of a man almost twice his size. The statue had its arms outstretched in one hand there was some kind of sphere, the other hand was empty.

The sphere, although it looked normal, caught his attention. He came closer and was about to take the sphere when suddenly a mountain fell on him. Without realizing it, he knelt down.

* Explosion Explosion Groaaa *

The scene in front of him changed. He was in the void among the stars. As if I was in space, but there is no sun or other planets here. From the abrupt change in the situation and the explosions, he began to choke, the thought came to his mind that there was no air in space.

However, after a moment, he realized that he could breathe. * Sigh * He let out a sigh of relief and looked around. The only thing he saw was a statue that he met in the temple. Only now she looked like it was no longer a statue, but God himself.

He is not a believer, and although he observes traditions, he does not believe in God. However, one glance at the statue in front of him and he immediately bowed before her.

Suddenly the space seemed to rattle. And the pressure came down on him on his knees again. Following along the space, a voice rang out which, in his opinion, did not belong to people, he did not know this language and this voice seemed to speak not to him, but to his soul

-I will grant your three wishes ''