Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Lin Qiye shifted his gaze from the scratch and exchanged a glance with Wu Hen, who...

Wu Hen said in a deep voice, "Ordinary investigation methods are probably useless. Since the other party dared to make a move here, they must have erased all traces."

He paused, then turned his gaze to an angel not far away with a third vertical pupil between his eyebrows.

"Black Pupil, use your [Eye of Secrets] to rewind time and space here."

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the surrounding angels changed slightly.

“Using the Eye of Secrets? That… the price is too high,” an angel couldn’t help but say.

Wu Hen sneered: "The price? The Ark of the Covenant has been lost, and the entire Kingdom of Heaven has been humiliated. You still care about this little price?"

"When the God-King returns, who among you will go and explain?"

The angel fell silent instantly, his face turning bright red.

The angel known as Black Pupil walked out expressionlessly. He was tall and thin, with a tightly closed crimson vertical pupil between his brows, resembling a blood-red scar.

He didn't waste any words, but simply told everyone, "Step back, and whatever you see, don't make a sound to disturb me."

The crowd immediately stepped back, leaving a large open space for him in the center of the palace.

Lin Qiye and Wu Hen stood at the front of the crowd, staring intently at Hei Tong.

Black Eyes took a deep breath, and the crimson eye between his brows suddenly opened!

That was not a normal eye; deep within its pupil seemed to lie a swirling starry sky, with endless fragments of time floating and sinking within it.

An indescribable ancient aura emanated from that eye, seemingly swallowing up all the light in the palace, plunging it into an eerie gray-white hue.

"【Eye of Secrets】, open!"

With a low shout, Hei Tong unleashed an invisible beam of light from his crimson eyes, enveloping the entire palace.

The scene before my eyes began to rush backward, as if someone had pressed the reverse button on an image.

Angels came and went, light and shadow intertwined, and everything was rewinding at a speed that was difficult for the naked eye to perceive.

"Day 1, normal."

"The second day was normal."

"On the third day..."

Black Eyes' voice was steady and clear. As time went by, his face gradually turned pale, and fine beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

Activating this divine skill of reversing time and space is a huge drain on him.

Everyone held their breath, staring intently at the ever-changing phantom, anticipating the moment the truth would be revealed.

The atmosphere was extremely heavy; the air seemed to have stopped moving.

Lin Qiye's heart was in his throat.

"Day six, normal."

"The seventh day..."

Black Eyes' voice stopped abruptly, and his body trembled violently, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.

Just as he was about to continue tracing back, a sudden change occurred!

"puff!"

An invisible force appeared out of nowhere and slammed into Black Eyes' chest.

It was as if he had been hit head-on by an unseen, primordial beast; he was sent flying backward.

The person spat out a mouthful of blood in mid-air, crashed heavily against the wall in the distance, and then rolled to the ground.

"what happened!"

"Black Eyes!"

The scene instantly descended into chaos and panic; everyone was stunned by this sudden turn of events.

Lin Qiye and Wu Hen reacted the fastest and rushed over immediately.

Black Eyes was curled up on the ground, convulsing, his face as pale as paper.

The most terrifying thing was the red eye between his eyebrows, from which two lines of pitch-black blood were flowing, a truly horrifying sight.

"Who! Who hurt you!" an angelic officer roared, glancing warily around.

However, there was no one around, and the power came without a trace, as if it had transcended the barriers of time and space.

Wu Hen helped Hei Tong up and asked in a deep voice, "What did you see?"

Black Eyes breathed weakly, his eyes filled with unprecedented fear, his lips trembling.

He squeezed out a few words with all his might: "The Supreme... God... He... He can see through time and space... He saw me..."

After he finished speaking, the entire room fell into a deathly silence.

The Supreme God?

Can he see through time and space, and meet his gaze as he peers into the past?

What a terrifying existence this is!

Everyone who heard this felt a chill run from the soles of their feet straight to the top of their head, and their backs were instantly soaked with cold sweat.

What was initially thought to be a daring burglary has now turned out to be far more serious than anyone anticipated.

Just then, Michael, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke, his voice as cold as ancient ice: "That aura... is hell."

He slowly raised his head, his golden pupils burning with a raging fury that seemed capable of incinerating everything in the world.

"So that's how it is. The barrier of heaven has cracked, allowing the maggots of hell to crawl in."

Michael's voice wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly: "The one who stole the Ark of the Covenant was none other than him."

Michael emphasized the word "he" with great force, as if it carried endless hatred.

Before anyone could react, an indescribable, terrifying pressure erupted from Michael!

"boom--!"

The three pairs of wings behind him unfolded instantly, and holy light shot into the sky, blowing the entire palace dome off.

The Archangel's divine power was like a tsunami that had burst its banks, sweeping across an area of ​​hundreds of miles!

"【The Mortal Realm of Gods】!"

Michael let out a low roar, and his entire body transformed into a golden streak of light, rising into the sky.

Centered on him, a massive golden domain instantly expanded outwards, enveloping the heavens and earth.

Within his domain, he reigns supreme over all laws; he is the sole god in this world!

Under the aftershocks of this divine power, Lin Qiye and Wu Hen felt like a small boat in a raging storm, which could be crushed into dust at any moment.

They used all their strength to support their bodies so that they didn't kneel down on the spot.

The weaker angels around them were already prostrate on the ground, trembling, not daring to even lift their heads.

“He’s locked onto his target.” Wu Hen said with difficulty, staring intently at the figure in the sky. “He’s going to chase after him alone.”

A very ominous premonition rose in Lin Qiye's heart.

Michael's anger was extraordinary; the intruder from hell must have had a very deep connection with him.

This battle is probably not just about reclaiming the Ark of the Covenant.

It might... uncover a long-forgotten, taboo truth!

Michael's figure flashed and disappeared in the center of the divine realm.

The suffocating pressure disappeared at the edge of the sky, clearly following that aura into the depths of hell.

Before everyone could catch their breath, the ground beneath their feet and the entire Heavenly Kingdom suddenly began to tremble violently without warning!

“Rumble, rumble—!”

The violent shaking made everyone lose their footing. On the palace floor, the hard white jade slabs shattered inch by inch, and countless hideous cracks spread rapidly like a spider web.

The rubble was sent flying into the air by the shockwave, and the distant sacred mountain seemed to groan in despair under the strain.

The sky seems to be collapsing.

Everyone stared in horror at the apocalyptic scene, their faces filled with disbelief.

Lin Qiye and Wu Hen forcibly steadied themselves, a cold thought simultaneously surging in their minds.

What lies hidden deep within hell... that allows a thief to shake the very foundations of heaven simply by stealing a sacred relic?