Killer of gods

chapter 131

The sun gradually descended below the horizon, seeing off the sky with bright flashes and painting everything around in pink, creating bizarre shadows near everything. Gradually, the lady of the night came into her own, covering everything with a dark blanket, in which, in addition to people, there were many other inhabitants, good and not very good. It was quiet in a small room, immersed in twilight, hiding both a neat bed and a table with a vase of unchanging flowers that emitted a suffocating aroma. It seemed that the room was empty, but if you look closely at the window, you could see the silhouette of a young man, sitting in a relaxed position on a chair placed close to the window. His clothes were clean, but terribly shabby, with holes patched in places, giving a false impression of his person. But he was by no means a vagabond, he was a free mercenary, a destroyer of evil spirits, a loner, who now himself did not quite understand who he was. It seemed that so little time had pas