Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Wu Hen's blade was faster than the monster's.

A condensed blade of light arrived first, striking the monster's claw blade with precision.

Amidst a piercing scraping sound, sparks flew.

The monster was thrown sideways by the immense force and crashed heavily into the wall of the alley.

"Twenty-three."

Wu Hen sheathed his sword and stood there, his voice completely calm, as if stating a fact.

"Movement speed, attack pattern, and aura intensity are almost identical."

"They are mass-produced puppets."

"puppet?"

Lin Qiye kicked away a skinny monster that was trying to sneak up on him.

The blade of [Zhanbai] swiftly sliced ​​open its throat, and black blood spurted out.

His face showed no sign of panic, but rather a sly smile, a hint of taunting provocation.

"What the hell? Who do they think they are, serving us a pile of junk?"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than three more monsters resembling hyenas pounced from three directions simultaneously.

Their perfect teamwork blocked all evasion routes.

"The 'mysterious' nature of Linjiang City suggests that they don't like to fight alone, but prefer to engage in group battles."

Wu Hen ducked down, his long sword drawing a perfect arc, cleaving the three monsters in half at the waist.

"Playing gang fight?" Lin Qiye grinned, a smile tinged with madness and mockery.

"I love gang fights the most!"

He snapped his fingers.

"My caregivers are out here to greet our guests!"

As he finished speaking, several twisted doors appeared in the air behind him.

A brightly colored Peking Opera mask shrieked as it shot out; it had no body.

It had only one face, and when it opened its mouth, it spewed out a scorching dragon breath, instantly turning the two attacking monsters into charred remains.

A woman dressed in ancient palace attire quietly appeared. She didn't speak, but instead softly hummed a strange tune.

The monsters around them instantly became sluggish, as if they had sunk into an invisible quagmire.

A colorful Rubik's Cube that keeps changing shape appears out of thin air.

It sucked in the largest monster in the cube, which spun wildly, and the dull sound of bones cracking could be heard from inside.

The alleyway instantly descended into chaos.

Lin Qiye's group of eerie "caregivers" were engaged in a fierce battle with those standardized, shadowy monsters.

The rainwater evaporated and fell again due to various forms of energy, creating a chaotic scene.

Lin Qiye and Wu Hen, on the other hand, were able to relax and stood back to back in the center of the battlefield.

"The operator is a kilometer away," Wu Hen said calmly after sensing for a moment with his eyes closed.

"The range of mental power is extremely wide and very well concealed, like a net."

"The commands for these puppets are all issued through this network."

"To be able to control more than twenty 'Klein'-class 'mysteries' simultaneously from a kilometer away, and still achieve this level of precision in coordination..."

Lin Qiye stroked his chin, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "A big move indeed. Linjiang City has been keeping this under wraps for a while."

"He's testing our cards."

"Then let him have a good look." Lin Qiye's smile became even more blatant.

One kilometer away, on the rooftop of an abandoned factory.

Wu Quan stood on the edge of the rooftop, and the rainwater automatically slid away a meter around his body, forming an invisible dome.

His eyes were closed, but a satisfied smile played on his lips.

In his mental perception, the battle situation in that alley was laid bare.

"The acting director of the Gods' Mental Hospital, the taboo of the 'Night Watch'... Lin Qiye."

He murmured to himself, his voice filled with barely suppressed excitement.

"Is that all you've got? Summoning a few insignificant creatures and you think you can run wild on my turf?"

He saw the Peking Opera mask that spewed dragon breath, and the palace-dressed woman who controlled the scene with her singing.

"Your power seems quite interesting." His gaze locked onto the Peking Opera mask.

"Then... use it for my purposes."

He slowly raised his right hand, spread his five fingers, and made a loose fist towards the alley.

"Reversal of will".

The battle raged fiercely in the alleyway.

The Peking Opera mask named "Beauty" displayed its power.

A single breath of dragon fire can wipe out a whole group of enemies, making it an absolute mainstay on the battlefield.

Just as it opened its mouth again, ready to spew flames, its movement suddenly froze.

The next second, it turned around without warning, and its painted phoenix eyes locked onto Lin Qiye behind it!

"Hmm?" Lin Qiye raised an eyebrow.

Wu Hen immediately sensed something was wrong: "Qi Ye, be careful!"

boom--!

A blazing dragon's breath roared out, aimed directly at Lin Qiye's face!

Lin Qiye cursed "Damn it!" and his figure vanished from his spot, reappearing ten meters away.

The dragon's breath missed its target, scorching a deep, blackened crater in the ground.

Raindrops fell on it, making a "sizzling" sound and rising into a cloud of white mist.

"Interesting, they're just trying to steal my people?"

Lin Qiye looked at the [Red Beauty] who was floating in mid-air and staring at him menacingly. Instead of being angry, he laughed.

But this is just the beginning.

The palace-dressed woman, A'Zhu, who was humming an eerie tune, suddenly stopped singing.

Her mouth was as if it were being tightly covered by an invisible hand, and she could only make "woo-woo" struggling sounds, instantly destroying the control effect.

The chaotic Rubik's Cube that had been spinning incessantly at the edge of the battlefield suddenly stopped.

Then, it suddenly opened its mouth and spat out the monster trapped inside, completely unharmed.

Not only that, the chaotic Rubik's Cube turned around, and a powerful suction force enveloped Wu Hen!

Wu Hen's expression changed. He pushed off with his feet, plunging his long sword into the ground, barely managing to steady himself and avoid being sucked in.

“It’s not just [Red Beauty], all your summoned creatures have been suppressed, or even turned against you!” Wu Hen said in a deep voice.

"It's not just my summoned creatures." Lin Qiye's gaze swept over the ground.

The water in the alleyway seemed to come alive, transforming into ropes of water that wrapped around his ankles.

At the same time, the stone slabs beneath his feet began to writhe, and soil and stones surged up, quickly solidifying and binding his legs firmly in place.

An invisible mental shock surged directly into his mind, attempting to disrupt his consciousness.

At the same time, Wu Hen also received the same treatment.

In the blink of an eye, they went from being masterful hunters to being helpless prey.

Those monsters that were liberated, and the [beauties] who were turned against them,

They surrounded them again from all directions, their eyes flashing with cruel killing intent.

"Now, you can't move, right?"

Wu Quan's icy voice seemed to resonate directly in their minds.

"In my domain, water, soil, spirit... everything obeys my command."

"What do you have to fight me with?"

Lin Qiye's consciousness began to blur, his mental state was suppressed.

Physical constraints, coupled with defections from within their own ranks, have created a near-impossible situation.

He could sense that the operator lurking in the shadows was enjoying the thrill of a cat playing with a mouse.

“It’s over.” Wu Quan’s voice carried a sense of pronouncement.

In the alley, all the monsters launched their final charge simultaneously.

Wu Hen's expression was extremely grave; he tried to break free.

But those bonds made of water and earth were incredibly strong; the more one struggled, the tighter they became.

However, Lin Qiye, who was trapped, suddenly revealed a strange smile on his face.

He lowered his head and whispered something in a voice only he and Wu Hen could hear:

"Damn it... I can't keep up the act."

"You're right, you're very strong in your field."

Lin Qiye's voice, too, was clearly transmitted back to Wu Quan's mind through the mental link.

The roguishness and mockery in that voice made Wu Quan's smile freeze abruptly.

"But have you ever thought about..."

Lin Qiye slowly raised his head, and a pale white flame had ignited in his eyes at some point!

"What if I made this place my domain?"

boom--! ! !

An indescribable, terrifying chill erupted from Lin Qiye's center!

It's not just ordinary low temperature, but an absolute zero that seems to freeze the soul, freezing the very laws of life!

The water ropes wrapped around him instantly froze into ice crystals, and then shattered inch by inch!

The soil and rocks that bound his legs were frozen into dust in a second!

The ferocious, clawing [Red Beauty] lunged forward, along with its dragon breath.

They were all frozen in mid-air, becoming a lifelike ice sculpture!

The entire alleyway, along with the drizzling rain, was completely frozen at that moment!

A pale, frost dragon phantom flashed behind Lin Qiye, letting out a soul-shaking roar!

A kilometer away, Wu Quan's body trembled violently, and he suddenly opened his eyes, his face turning horrified for the first time.

He felt that the invisible mental network he had laid out was torn to shreds the moment that chill erupted!

His control over the battlefield was completely severed!

"What kind of power is this?!"

In the alley, Lin Qiye stretched his wrists and calmly dusted off non-existent dust from his body.

"You think you can kill me from a kilometer away? You underestimate me, Lin Qiye."

He raised his hand, grasped the [Zhanbai] that was floating in front of him, and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

Wu Hen stood beside him, looking at the world that had been instantly frozen, his eyes filled with shock.

"Trying to run?" Lin Qiye seemed to sense something, looked towards the factory a kilometer away, and sneered.

"late."

He infused a profound power into [Zhan Bai].

"Miracle Power - [Pursuit]".

"Go and drag that rat hiding in the ditch out for me."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly jerked his arm and threw the [White Slash] in his hand with all his might!

The snow-white longsword did not fly towards any of the frozen monsters.

Instead, it transformed into a white lightning bolt that tore through the rainy night, carrying an invincible momentum, shooting straight into the darkness a thousand meters away.

That strike didn't lock onto the direction, but rather the cause and effect.