The Good-For-Nothing Demon King's Road To Killing Gods

A young man wearing golden armor was lying on the ground, breathing heavily, and the holy sword, which symbolized the supreme glory of the church, was stuck on the ground beside him.

Densely packed spears penetrated the ground, with the heads of countless human warriors stuck on them. The blood dyed the soil dark red, and the air was filled with the disgusting smell of corruption and blood.

This is a war between humans and demons, to the death.

In the Royal Capital, currently the largest city in mankind, a man in golden armor rides a horse and enjoys the flowers and cheers presented by the citizens of the city.

In the splendid church square, under the gaze of thousands of people, an old man wearing a white robe and a miter held a holy sword and struck the shoulders of a man in golden armor who was kneeling on one knee with the tip of the sword.

Young men were tortured by the church, their hands and feet were cut off, their eyes were gouged out, their chests were pierced with swords, and their bodies were thrown into the abyss of the sea.

…

Wang Xichao got up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet and found Xu Qinghuan standing on the balcony smoking without saying a word.

"Brother Xu hasn't slept yet?" Wang Xichao looked at his watch and was a little surprised. It was already three o'clock in the morning.

Xu Qinghuan turned around and smiled and said, "I just woke up after having a nightmare."

Wang Xichao's snoring sounded again in the room.

…

On the deserted streets of Yinhai City late at night, only one 24-hour convenience store still had its lights on.

A bald middle-aged man in blue work clothes was scrolling through his mobile phone boredly. A young man in strange clothes opened the door and rushed to the shelf to pick up bread and wolf down it.

"Hey! Hey! What are you doing!" This was the first time the bald man encountered a robbery in the middle of the night. He first huddled behind the cashier to observe the situation, and saw that the man was just a thin and frail young man. The bald man was tall and strong. Courage stepped forward to stop him.

The bald man pinned the young man down with almost no effort. The subdued young man still stretched out his head to bite the bread that fell on the ground.

The bald man couldn't bear to see this, so he sent away the police who came to patrol and made the young man some instant noodles to eat.

After that, the young man was left to help in the store by the bald store manager.

"My name is Zhang Mengyu. I am a sophomore in high school this year. I want to find a summer job to support my family."

In the small office on the back floor of the convenience store, a young high school sophomore girl sat upright, opposite the bald store manager who was in charge of interviews.

"Okay, okay." The bald store manager seemed to be very satisfied with this summer job interviewer, and took the girl's hand, "I will take you to familiarize yourself with the environment first."

"There are two people in our store, just me and that silly young man who can't speak Mandarin."

The girl timidly hid behind the bald store manager, not daring to look at the strange boy who was carrying the goods.

"Don't be afraid. Although this silly boy is a bit strange, he is still a nice person. If he bullies you in the future, you can come to me." The bald store manager patted his chest confidently.

…

"Do you really not even have a name?" Zhang Mengyu asked curiously.

After two months of getting along, Zhang Mengyu has become familiar with this strange boy. Under her patient guidance as a good student, the boy can barely communicate with others in Mandarin.

"It used to be, but not now." The young man shook his head.

"What's the name on your ID card?"

"What is the ID card?"

"You don't even have an ID card, do you?"

The young man shook his head.

The day before the summer vacation ended, Zhang Mengyu took the boy to the nearby police station to apply for an ID card.

"Shall I give you a name?" Zhang Mengyu asked tentatively.

"Whatever." The boy didn't seem to care what his name was.

"The bald store manager has been saying all day that you are his godson, so your surname should be Xu like his." Zhang Mengyu held her head in her hands and sat on the steps in front of the police station. "I have already decided on the surname. Let me think about the name. .”

"Let's call it Qinghuan, which means a life of ease and carefreeness. It's a nice name and easy to remember."

…

"Getting remuneration for labor is the most basic right of workers! It is illegal if you don't pay Brother Qinghuan!" Zhang Mengyu and the bald store manager were in the office and patted the table with a pale face.

Only then did she learn that Xu Qinghuan had never been paid.

In the end, with her hard arguments, Xu Qinghuan was finally able to get a monthly salary of 2,500 yuan.

When her senior year of high school started, Zhang Mengyu's two-month summer working career officially ended, but she would still take a detour to the store to buy some insignificant things from time to time.

"I, Hu Hansan, am back! Miss me, Brother Qinghuan!"

After finishing the college entrance examination, Zhang Mengyu did not choose to go on a graduation trip, but returned to a convenience store to work during the summer vacation.

"Why do you always skip breakfast? From now on, I will ask my mother to prepare two servings every day!"

"Smoking, smoking, smoking so many cigarettes every day at such a young age, you won't live long."

"I'm going to the university in Yinhai City to study law soon. When I return from my studies, I will become a barrister and open a big law firm. I'll ask you to work as a security guard and just sleep at work every day!"

"You said you are the devil? Your brain is not burned out, right?"

"Don't forget each other even if you are rich and noble. When you become rich, be sure to make me a generalissimo."

"Brother Qinghuan, be careful!"

The dazzling lightning passed by him, and Xu Qinghuan tried his best to catch the life-threatening lightning.

The girl's life was frozen at that moment, and Xu Qinghuan could clearly see the fear and panic on her face.

Xu Qinghuan was awakened by a nightmare again.

…

"Why have you been so listless these past two days? You look so bad." Wang Xichao looked at Xu Qinghuan who was sleepy in class.

"I don't know, I always have nightmares."

Xu Qinghuan looked sideways at the fallen leaves outside the window, wondering what he was thinking.