God Of Slaughter
Growing up parentless, Shi Yan, who was left with a large amount of inheritance money, bore a general disinterest in life. The only times he felt alive was when adrenaline coursed thorough his veins. He quickly found that extreme sports, bungyjumping, cave diving & skydiving, gave him the biggest kicks. The bigger the adrenaline kick, the closer he was to death, the more alive he felt. Waking up in a pile of dead bodies in an unknown land, after a diving adventure had ended disastrously, he quickly realizes the body he now possessed was not his own. Follow Shi Yan as he explores this new world where danger lurks around every corner, and death is only a breath away; a world in which Shi Yan could not feel any more alive.
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Editor: Mercurial_
The face of the Wings Race's man was malignant; his eyes shot out a cold ray of light. A flow of murderous aura slowly spread out from his gray wings all of a sudden. Gently flapping his wings, the man of the Wings Race deliberately moved towards Shi Yan. Sharp wind swords condensed and emitted dazzling splendid light on his way approaching Shi Yan. The wind power hidden inside those swords was very terrifying.
"Stupid humankind, I will make you wish that you would be better dead than alive. The one who insults Han Long doesn't dream to have an easy death."
When the Wings Race's man flapped his wings, each of the sharp wind swords shrieked and flew out, creating many glowing lights in the air flaring up and immediately disappearing.
The other two men of the Wings Race with cold, gloomy eyes were behind him, one on the left and one on the right. They were protecting the man in the middle.