Chapter 168 (Blood) God Loves the World (Head)
“Dad and Mom are dead!”

The communication on the other end was very chaotic, with all kinds of noise in the background, but Takimi still clearly heard the bad news his daughter said.

Takimi felt that his heart stopped beating in an instant, and all the colors in the world disappeared before his eyes, leaving only pure black and white.

He opened his mouth wide, like a dead fish, and no sound came out.

“father!”

“Dad, are you there!?”

“I’m so scared! Dad, save me!”

It was not until his daughter on the other end of the line called out anxiously for the third time that Takimi came to his senses.

“Baby, don’t be afraid, where are you now?”

Takimi tried his best to make his voice sound calm, but the way he clutched his chest and his right hand with bulging veins showed that he was obviously in a very bad mood.

Cries and roars rang out around him. Takimi looked up and saw his colleagues in various desperate postures like falling dominoes.

They are the “good kids” of this society, and have been outstanding “working aristocrats” for generations, the upper class in the middle class. Only in this way can they form a force that truly supports the company alliance.

But when the flames rose, there seemed no difference between these so-called superior workers and the dregs of the slums.

“I’m in the small warehouse next to the garden now, Dad, I’m so scared!”

“Don’t be afraid, baby, don’t be afraid, just do as Daddy says, okay?”

“can.”

“Okay, now lift up the carpet. Do you see the painting of a bird?”

“I see, Dad…”

“First press the bird’s beak hard, then press the bird’s left foot, yes, that’s it, and finally press the longest feather on the bird’s tail.”

Following Takimi’s command, a secret door opened on the warehouse floor.

There is a small shelter here. In the past, disaster theories and doomsday theories were very popular, but for the company that believes that only the strong are worthy of survival, disaster relief is not our job.

If a major natural disaster really happens, we obviously cannot rely on them.

Therefore, people like Takimi who live well in the middle class often build a small shelter by themselves. Companies are happy to see this happen, after all, building a shelter costs a lot of money.

But Takimi is doing this more out of imitation of his neighbors. As a middle-class man of the times who has had a smooth life, he has a high degree of trust in the company.

“Okay, close the outer door after you go in. There is plenty of food and water inside. Don’t be afraid. If you feel bored, there is a TV to watch inside, so don’t go out, understand?”

“I got it, Dad.”

“Okay, kid, now tell me how your mother died?”

“My mother took me to hide in this warehouse, and then a bullet came from somewhere and hit her. She bled a lot!”

As she was talking, Takimi’s daughter started crying again.

“Baby, wait a minute, isn’t the medical team here yet? They clearly said that as long as you buy a gold membership, no matter where you’re injured, they will arrive at the scene within ten minutes!”

“I don’t know, I saw some uncles in strange white clothes, they came.”

“So, they didn’t save your mother?”

“I don’t know. They said that my current situation is not covered by the insurance agreement and cannot be reimbursed. I have to pay for it. I don’t have any money… wuwu… There is not enough money at home…”

“God damn beast!”

Takimi felt like his teeth were about to break. He had clearly bought insurance, so why?

“Then they said my mom had signed an organ donation agreement, so they cut her body into pieces and took it away… Wow!!!”

Takimi’s daughter could no longer control herself and burst into tears.

Takimizhe was once again stunned as if petrified. He didn’t know what to do, nor did he know what had happened, but he knew something was definitely wrong.

Just at this time, a phone call came in.

Takimi comforted the baby with a few words, then answered the call numbly with a glimmer of hope.

“Hello, we have real estate agencies everywhere. Are you selling a house?”

“Grass!!!”

Takimi crushed the communicator with one hand.

What a joke!
Why did the real estate agent find me right at this time of fire?
“boom!”

A gunshot brought Takimi back to his senses. He saw a soldier shoot him directly. Then, perhaps he couldn’t bear it anymore, so HR came to the cabin at the back.

He yelled loudly and threatened to deduct everyone’s year-end bonus on the grounds of having a bad work attitude and damaging company property, and then he was beaten to death.

There were so many people shooting that Takimi didn’t know who shot first.

But he knew that the local carefully selected troops from good families were in chaos before they even went into battle.

He saw someone tear off the company logo and rush into the cab, holding the driver hostage. Someone opened the car door and rushed out. Someone else tore off the company logo in front of everyone and drew an eight-pointed star pattern on himself on the spot.

Haha, everything is a mess.

Takimi unconsciously revealed a somewhat crazy smile.

Short sentences praising the boss and praising the rich kept flashing in his mind. These were the things he had to recite when he was in school, but now every memory was stained with blood.

His memory flashed back and forth like a kaleidoscope, faster and faster, until he finally remembered a line from a comic book from ancient times.

“One bad day can make a man mad, and the world and I are only one bad day away.” He laughed, and he seemed to hear the voice from the highest heaven.

“Are you angry?”

“I’m angry!”

Takimi responded to the voice with all his might.
“Do you want justice?”

“I’m thirsty!”

Even those crazy teammates looked at Takimi. He was no longer the young and handsome policeman before.

The corner of his mouth was cracked, and blood oozed from his gums, staining his chest.

“Do you need to bring justice to this world?”

“I think……”

Takimi’s voice was no longer so hoarse, but became low and hoarse, as if it came from hell.

“Then let me ask you, to which god do you offer blood sacrifice?”

“Blood sacrifice?”

Takimi was stunned for a moment. He had heard this sentence often recently. Which god was being sacrificed with blood?

Oh, right.

“Blood sacrifice to the blood god.”

“Hahahaha, very good, the coordinates have been located, it’s OK.”

Takimi didn’t know what was happening. When he saw the whole city suddenly burst into dazzling blood light, as if looking from the sky, he would find that the Chaos Octagon had been completed.

Takimi fainted. When he opened his eyes again, he found that the sky had turned blood red. The surrounding land was littered with broken limbs. The land that was originally covered with garbage had turned a rich red, as if it would bleed if squeezed.

The Suzuki Satoru he was responsible for hunting down was right in front of him. He was even taller, with long twisted horns growing on his head. A tall man wrapped in black armor stood next to him, holding a large sword in each hand.

“you……”

Takimi wanted to stand up, and at this moment he found that he had changed into a set of pure white knight armor with a scarlet cloak on his back.

His mind was a little confused. After he shouted blood to sacrifice to the Blood God, it seemed that a lot of things entered his brain, and then he lost consciousness.

“It’s really rare that such a small place has something that can attract the Blood God’s gift.”

The dark warrior spoke first, his voice was deep, deep and magnetic.

“Feifei?”

Strange memories appeared in his mind, and he suddenly knew who the guy in front of him was.

That was the being who served the Blood God together with him.

“So, Takimi, will you bring justice to this world (Khorne only)?”

Suzuki Satoru extended his hand to him.

Takimichi saw that Suzuki Satoru’s hands had clearly gone beyond the realm of humans. His fingers had turned into sharp claws and bone spurs had grown on the back of his hands, but Takimichi still held his hand.

“dad.”

A strange sound sounded beside Suzuki Satoru, and he saw a red humanoid creature.

Its skin is all red and looks very tough. It has a pointed head with two large horns on both sides of its forehead. Its tongue is very long and sticks out of its mouth.

Although they no longer look alike, Takimi immediately recognized that this was his lovely daughter. She has become even cuter now.

Huh? Should a person’s head be pointy and have horns?
Right?
Ah, never mind, it must be a gift from the Blood God.

Hahaha.

Tachimi laughed loudly, grabbed his daughter’s neck and lifted her up, threw her four or five hundred meters into the air, and then caught her.

My daughter also likes this lifting game and laughs like a dog stepping on its tail.

“Let’s go, my friend Tachimi, and let the new Ainz Ooal Gown save this world.”

“Yes, it’s time to spread justice (Khorne Exclusive)”

“Ha ha ha ha.”

“Ha ha ha ha.”

Feifei and Suzuki Satoru both laughed, and Takimi followed them out of here. He saw his guildmates who had been unrecognizable.

Although their appearances have changed, Takimi can recognize them at once. (After all, not everyone deserves an exclusive skin)

Yes, praise the Blood God, the new Ainz Ooal Gown Guild has been established and everyone is back.

As they moved forward, the corpses on the ground that had been drained of blood stood up one after another, their bodies undergoing wonderful mutations.

Strong muscles broke through the weak skin, teeth became sharp, and some luckier guys even grew beautiful horns.

Khorne’s demon army officially entered this world on this day, and eight days later, the whole world fell.

Suzuki Satoru and Takimi sacrificed eight billion people and turned the entire planet into the Blood God’s domain.

This is the first world that the Four Gods have successfully occupied in this universe.

(End of this chapter)