Martial God Gamer



The war of the true gods and true demons wasn't like ordinary war. It wasn't like they gathered a troop to attack. Instead, they would form countless squads to attack the enemy.

The land of the true gods and demons was almost infinite, so even though the number of true gods and true demons was great, It couldn't be compared to the vastness of the land.

The true gods and true demons had to strategically divide themselves into smaller squads in order to effectively cover the vast expanse of the land.

Each squad would be assigned a specific region or territory to defend or conquer, ensuring that no area was left unprotected.

This decentralized approach allowed them to maintain control over their respective domains while engaging in relentless warfare against each other.

"War. I really hate it."

Chen Ming looked at what was happening now. Even though it was a war between great beings. It was still depressing to look at.

Destruction was the only thing he saw here.

The once vibrant landscapes were now reduced to rubble and ashes, with no signs of life remaining. The sounds of explosions and cries of pain filled the air, leaving Chen Ming feeling a deep sense of sorrow.

He couldn't help but wonder if there would ever be an end to this endless cycle of destruction and suffering.

"They want me dead for what reason? For fear that I would rule over them?"

Chen Ming is the supreme dragon god who has the bloodline of the most dangerous dragon in every reality. They feared that he would become stronger than anyone and then rule over them.

He didn't know much about the supreme dragon god of the past, but now he didn't want anything to do with it.

He had witnessed the devastation and chaos that came with power, and he wanted no part in it. All he desired was to peacefully spend time with his family, free from the burdens of anything.

"Life would never be as they wanted it to be."

Chen Ming shook his head before slowly pushing his hand forward. Then a force field with bluish green energy swept the place, which became the battlefield. Turned the enemies into dust and healed those who were wounded.

Chen Ming's power was immense, but he used it sparingly and only in times of great need. He knew the consequences of using such power on a large scale.

The immense power Chen Ming possessed was a double-edged sword, as it came with the responsibility of maintaining balance and avoiding unnecessary destruction.

He understood that unleashing his abilities without caution could have devastating consequences, not only for himself but also for the people around him.

"Yeah, If it was in the past,, I wouldn't be able to do that. Now that I am a god I could bring everything back to the way it once was. Very convenience."

Chen Ming's newfound god-like power allowed him to manipulate time, a capability that he recognized as both convenient and potentially dangerous. However, he knew that tampering with the past could have far-reaching consequences and disrupt the delicate balance of the world.

Therefore, he approached this ability with caution, understanding the importance of using his power responsibly and only when absolutely necessary.

As Chen Ming had finished off yet another battlefield, he then went back to the base he had set up with his wives. They might already be there and have finished off yet another battlefield like him.

Chen Ming cherished the moments of peace and tranquility he shared with his wives, knowing that their unwavering support and love were crucial in his journey to protect everyone. Together, they formed an unbreakable bond, ready to face any challenges that lay ahead.

...

"What the hell happened? Why are they all dead and being sent to the afterlife realm!"

A true demon spoke with a shaking voice. He was the leader of his squad. He was given the order to destroy everything in his path. but now he was almost killed by someone who had power greater than any true gods he knew.

If it weren't for him not liking being in the front and preferring to let his subordinate be the one who does the work for him, He would probably be dead like them by now.

"I need to report this!"

And as he was about to report this situation to his superior, Sharp daggers suddenly appear out of thin air and stab at his hearts with such accuracy.

He, as a true demon, had more than one heart. But now it was useless.

"You..."

he gasped, clutching at his chest in shock and pain.

The realization dawned on him that someone had betrayed him, someone who knew exactly where to strike to ensure his demise. As his vision blurred and darkness closed in, he mustered the last of his strength to utter a single word.

"Traitor..."

The true demon who killed him was one of Chen Ming's people. He was originally from Earth and was woken up as a singularity in the land of true gods and true demons.

After He had killed the true demon. He slowly melted into shadow. His mission is complete, but he will not stop here. He needed to make sure that any enemy that targeted his world would be destroyed.

...

Many similar things happened on the battlefields. On the side of those who opposed the supreme dragon god, they thought that they were at great advantage without knowing that there were far more spies in their mist than they had thought.

These spies, loyal to their homeland, were gathering crucial information and relaying it back to their leader. The supreme dragon god, unaware of this hidden network, continued to believe that victory was within reach.

"There are spies among us. We need to wipe them out before it's too late."

Hou Yi spoke as he killed a spy he found by chance. He knew that when the war wasn't in their favor, there might be something wrong with their people. and as he had thought, there were many spies lurking in the shadows.

Mar looked at the spies and gritted his teeth. There were even his people who had become spies without him noticing.

"Have they been brainwashed? I knew that man, and he shouldn't be a spy."

Mar's heart sank as he realized the depth of the infiltration. He couldn't help but wonder how many more of his trusted comrades had been turned against them. The thought of their minds being manipulated filled him with anger and determination to uncover the truth behind their betrayal.