Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

The ticking sound echoed in the deathly silent villa hall, sending chills down one's spine more than any scream had just been heard.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a drop of black liquid that had appeared out of nowhere.

It was dripping down the smooth floor, onto an invisible crack.

"Back off!" Wu Hen shouted, grabbing Baili Pangpang who was trying to get closer.

As soon as he finished speaking, the drop of black liquid seemed to have completed some kind of mission.

It evaporated instantly, leaving not a trace, as if it had never existed.

But the chilling, spy-like feeling it exuded was imprinted on everyone's heart.

"It's watching us."

Lin Qiye's voice was soft, yet it struck everyone's hearts like a heavy hammer.

"Or rather, the thing that left the footprints confirmed our existence through this drop of liquid."

"Damn! So arrogant?" Baili Pangpang cursed, but a cold sweat broke out on his back.

"Continue backtracking." Wu Hen said expressionlessly.

"I want to see what it does after it kills everyone."

Lin Qiye nodded, and [Black Pupil] was activated again, and the world in front of him returned to the rapidly receding black and white light and shadow.

He precisely pulled the timeline back to the moment the monster massacre ended.

Blood rained down, and apart from the towering three-fingered monster, there was no one left alive in the entire hall.

But it didn't leave immediately.

In the black-and-white flashback footage, the enormous figure lowered its head, as if sniffing something.

Ignoring the corpses scattered on the ground, it strode heavily towards the second floor.

Its every step precisely followed the tracks left by Baili Pangpang and Cao Yuan when they dragged Li Jianbai.

"It...it's looking for someone!" Jiang Er exclaimed in shock.

In the scene, the monster walks to the door of a storage room on the second floor, the place where they had previously hidden Li Jianbai.

It didn't even break down the door; it simply raised a giant claw and gently swung it at the wall.

There was no loud bang, no explosion.

The entire wall, along with the space inside, seemed to have been erased by an eraser, as if a piece of it had vanished into thin air.

The next second, a black and white figure representing Li Jianbai's life trajectory appeared.

It was gripped by some force in the void, struggled frantically for a few moments, and then completely turned into specks of light and dissipated.

After doing all this, the monster raised its head, seemingly glancing outside the manor.

Immediately afterwards, it bent its legs slightly, and its massive body soared into the sky, crashing through the roof and disappearing into the dark night.

The black pupils dissipated, and the hall returned to its blood-red reality.

Dead silence.

This time, it was a deathly silence, where even breathing stopped.

"Oh shit……"

Baili Pangpang's face was extremely ugly.

"It didn't act randomly; it came specifically to finish him off! It was aimed at Li Jianbai!"

“But it wasn’t here yet when we got rid of Li Jianbai!” Cao Yuan retorted.

How could it know?

"It doesn't know, it's here to confirm." Wu Hen's voice was as cold as iron.

"The entire Li family was merely a burial offering to conceal its true purpose."

“From the very beginning, it came here with only one goal—Li Jianbai.”

"A 'mysterious' individual traveled a long way to first slaughter the entire family, then precisely located one of our hidden survivors to finish them off... Does this make sense?"

Lin Qiye slowly walked to the window, looking at the gloomy sky outside.

"Who among you has ever seen such a logical and purposeful 'mystery'?"

Everyone was silent.

The "mysteries" they encountered were mostly chaotic, disorderly, and instinct-driven monsters.

Such a person, comparable to a professional assassin, is unheard of.

"I understand." An Qingyu's expression was equally solemn.

"This wasn't a 'mysterious' invasion; it was a murder. The monster was just a knife."

"Yes, a knife."

Wu Hen continued, "The question now is, who is holding this knife?"

"I'll immediately deploy the rat swarm to search the entire city." A cold glint flashed in An Qingyu's eyes.

"No matter how high it flies, it will always leave a trace that we cannot see."

"No need," Lin Qiye suddenly interrupted him.

Everyone looked at him.

"You've gone in the wrong direction by chasing after the monster." Lin Qiye turned around, his gaze sweeping over the crowd.

"Our opponent is not the knife, but the person wielding it."

"Since that person can use weapons of this level, it's impossible for them to leave behind clues that we can easily find."

"We need to change our approach."

Wu Hen seemed to have anticipated his response, and a smile curved his lips: "Tell me about it."

"Linjiang City has been peaceful for four years."

Lin Qiye said slowly,

"The last time a large-scale 'mysterious' event occurred was the fire at Hanshan Orphanage four years ago."

"And this Li Jianbai happened to be the biggest donor to the orphanage reconstruction project back then."

Baili Pangpang was taken aback: "You mean... these two things are related?"

"It doesn't seem like a coincidence." Lin Qiye's eyes were deep.

"With the Li family gone, who is the happiest? Or rather, whose path did the Li family block?"

Without waiting for anyone's reply, he looked directly at Wu Hen and said, "I'm going to Hanshan Orphanage."

“I’ll go with you.” Wu Hen said without hesitation.

"Seven Nights, just the two of you?" Cao Yuan frowned.

"That thing is too dangerous, it's better to travel together."

"No, you stay." Lin Qiye's tone left no room for argument.

"An Qingyu, you coordinate with Shi Wenxuan to block all information. Treat this as a routine 'mysterious' incident and do not cause panic."

"Fatty, Cao Yuan, go and investigate all of the Li Group's recent business rivals,"

"Also, retrieve all the files from the fire at the orphanage four years ago."

He paused, his gaze falling on the distant mountain outlines, which led to Hanshan.

"If I'm not mistaken, the answer... might be in that orphanage."

At the same time, at the Hanshan Orphanage.

The rain poured down, washing over the dilapidated windows, and a small, thin figure pushed open the creaking wooden door and walked in.

It is Wuquan.

He was soaked to the bone, rain dripping from his dark hair, and his face looked pale in the dim light.

Old Liu, sitting at the table, raised his dim eyes and saw him.

A hint of worry flashed in his cloudy eyes: "Koizumi, where did you go? It's raining so hard..."

Wu Quan didn't answer. He walked to the table, his gaze falling on the five brand-new bank cards on it, and calmly spoke:

"Grandpa Liu, the Li family is gone."

Old Liu's hand holding the pipe trembled, and ash fell onto his patched trousers: "What...what's gone?"

"The Li Group and the Li Family Manor have both disappeared."

Wu Quan's voice was completely flat, as if he were stating a fact that had nothing to do with him.

"We don't need to move."

Boom——!

Outside the window, a pale bolt of lightning tore through the night, followed by a thunderclap that shook the entire room.

The blinding flash of electricity illuminated Wu Quan's face and his suddenly contracted pupils.

He stared intently at the night sky outside the window, where lightning flashed and thunder roared. A crack finally appeared on his feigned calm face.

A hint of fear and madness that could not be concealed.

"Brother Qingzhu..." he roared in a voice only he could hear.

"You'll be alright...you'll definitely be alright!"

An ominous aura quietly spread through the air with his suppressed roar.