DMC_MAX

"Gods are worthless…"



 The life of Jack, an average human being living a life of luxury suddenly took a turn for the worse at the discovery of his ability - the ability to resurrect the dead.



 Countless gods are after his innate ability to raise the dead, and will do anything to acquire it… The power to revive any of their fallen slaves.



 Faced with a threat bigger than anticipated, Jack does not shrink or back down, he rises against the heavens and hunts down every single god after his power.



 From realm to realm and world to world, Jack finds himself slaughtering gods like pigs just to survive. 



 With a goddess as his companion, a family to be protected, and an ensemble of heroes supporting him, and the Superior Creator in his favour, Jack faces countless calamities.



 Gods rained thunder on his mansion and made him homeless. Sent down fireballs from the sky upon his Bugatti and wrecked his car. Released an army of undead upon him and completely ruined his days of peace



 Fed up with the incessant torture, Jack embarks on a journey to hunt down the gods, and rid himself of deadly threats.

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 [Demons and Gods] [No Incest/NTR/Rape] [Harem and Smut] [Weak to Strong] [Swords, Guns, and Magic] [Dungeons] [Face Slapping] [War and Kingdom Building] [Conquer] [Video Games and Parallel Worlds] [Hidden Realities] [Supernatural]

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I Hate Gods

"You'd like to buy this? Erm, an electric whip with a stinger on the tip?" The shop owner was at first a bit stunned seeing the group approach him with their prize, but smiled knowingly after a while, "Just a few hundred and you're good to go."

The middle aged man typed down some figures on his laptop, then printed out a receipt which he handed over to Fay. The price of their chosen toy was roughly around, $240, a little bit more expensive than usual.

Well, for one. The toy they had purchased was not common, and not many people were crazed to the extent of buying and using something like that in their moments. It was also deep into the night.

Knowing that it would be difficult for them to leave the weapon of terror here to find another one for a cheaper price somewhere else, he dropped a huge price tag on the item. He was ready to haggle, but would still be the one to gain it in this situation.

Guns Guns Guns