Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

The figure was extremely blurry in the rain, like a ghost.

Lin Qiye and Wu Hen tensed up instantly, their auras locking onto the area.

However, they found that the other party had no killing intent, and even the energy fluctuations were so weak that they could be ignored.

Just like an ordinary person.

But would an ordinary person stand on a high-rise building a hundred meters away on this stormy night, quietly watching them arrest people?

Nonsense.

Lin Qiye frowned, about to speak, when the figure seemed to melt into the rain and vanished into thin air.

"Spatial abilities? Or some kind of forbidden realm for concealing one's presence?" Wu Hen's voice was deep.

"I don't know." Lin Qiye withdrew his gaze, cursing inwardly.

"Damn it, this lousy place in Linjiang is getting more and more lively."

He ignored the mysterious spy and looked down at Wu Quan, who had given up resisting.

"Take it back first."

Outside the interrogation room at the Night Watch's Riverside branch.

Lin Qiye, Wu Hen, and Baili Pangpang who rushed over upon hearing the news.

The three of them were looking at the boy sitting quietly inside through the one-way glass.

Wu Quan's wounds had been given basic treatment; he sat on the cold iron chair.

Head bowed, silent, like a soulless sculpture.

"Holy crap, Seven Nights, what the hell did you guys catch?"

Baili Pangpang's face was full of disbelief.

"I just watched the surveillance footage. This kid almost paralyzed the entire transportation system of Linjiang City all by himself!"

"He controls water, electricity, and metals—is he omnipotent?"

"Who knows."

Lin Qiye leaned against the wall, lit a cigarette, took a drag, and spoke with a hint of irritation.

"He's got a lot of strength, but he's got a lot of nerve."

“They immediately cower when you threaten him with his Grandpa Liu.”

"This is not normal."

Wu Hen crossed his arms, his gaze behind his glasses sharp as a knife.

"His mental strength is extremely strong, but his willpower is exceptionally weak, which is a contradiction in itself."

“When we arrested him just now, his resistance was more like a stress response than a premeditated fight.”

"He seemed... to have no intention of hurting anyone, he just wanted to get rid of us."

"Didn't want to hurt anyone? He turned half the city upside down and that's what he calls not wanting to hurt anyone?" Baili Pangpang's eyes widened.

"The chaos he created did not directly lead to any injuries or fatalities."

"All vehicles were forced to stop before the collision, and all malfunctioning circuits avoided the crowd."

Wu Hen calmly analyzed,

"He seemed to be declaring his territory in a clumsy yet intense way, forbidding anyone from approaching."

Lin Qiye exhaled a smoke ring, and through the swirling smoke, his expression was somewhat amused: "A little brat who wields world-destroying power,"

"But deep down, he's an autistic child who just wants to stay in his own little corner of the world? That's quite a compelling character."

“The strangest thing is his ability.” Wu Hen frowned.

"I have never heard of such a macroscopic ability to manipulate multiple substances."

"Does such a thing exist within the Forbidden Ruins sequence?"

Just then, Lin Qiye's cell phone vibrated violently in his pocket.

He took it out and saw that the caller ID read "Commander Zuo".

Lin Qiye pressed the answer button and turned on speakerphone.

"Hey, Lao Zuo."

"Lin Qiye, have you caught him?" Zuo Qing's steady and powerful voice came from the other end of the phone.

"We caught him, a little brat. We're having a headache figuring out what to do with him."

"A kid?"

There was a moment of silence on Zuo Qing's end, as if he was reviewing documents. A few seconds later, his voice suddenly became serious.

"What methods did you use on him?"

"We didn't use any special methods, we just nailed him to the wall, and then mentioned Director Liu of the fasting center, and he wilted."

Lin Qiye spoke of it casually.

On the other end of the phone, Zuo Qing's gasp was clearly audible.

"You... nailed him to the wall?"

"Yes, if they don't listen, they need to be taught a lesson."

"Nonsense!" Zuo Qing's voice rose an unusual eight octaves.

"Do you even know who he is?! Can his body withstand the chilling aura of [White Slash]?!"

Lin Qiye was stunned, his hand holding the cigarette stopped in mid-air.

Baili Pangpang and Wu Hen exchanged a glance, seeing astonishment in each other's eyes.

The fact that Zuo Qing could lose his composure like this suggests that this kid's background is probably even more significant than they imagined.

"Old Zuo, don't be so alarmed."

"Just who is this kid? Why are you so nervous?"

Zuo Qing remained silent for a long time, as if organizing her thoughts, and finally...

He spoke in an extremely solemn tone, enunciating each word carefully:

"He is neither 'mysterious' nor the owner of the forbidden ruins."

"If the headquarters' database is correct... what he carries is the legendary Fourth Royal Ruins—the [Dominating Emperor]."

"what?!"

Lin Qiye, Wu Hen, and Baili Pangpang all lost their voices at the same time!

The cigarette in Lin Qiye's hand fell to the ground with a "thud," but he was completely unaware.

Wu Hen's perpetually icy face was now filled with shock, his mouth slightly agape, unable to close for a long time.

Wangxu!

Moreover, he is the fourth-ranked "Dominating Emperor"!

These four words were like a nuclear bomb, exploding in the minds of the three of them!

“【Dominating the Emperor】…” Wu Hen murmured to himself, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"That Wangxu that only exists in ancient mythological books? It is said that the previous owner was the Marquis of Champion... Huo Qubing?"

"Yes."

Zuo Qing's voice was as heavy as a mountain.

"To seal the wolf's lair and become king of the northern desert."

"The reason why Huo Qubing was able to lead his iron cavalry to sweep across the desert was not only due to his military strategy, but also because of the absolute power of the Emperor to control the battlefield environment."

"Wind, sand, water, stone... everything on the battlefield became his weapon."

Zuo Qing's words made Lin Qiye and the other two instantly understand the source of Wu Quan's strange abilities.

That is not a collection of multiple abilities, but a supreme "domination"!

"But... such a powerful Wang Xu, why did he..." Lin Qiye stopped mid-sentence.

Why is he so weak?

Why did he pin himself to the wall with a single knife?

Why does he break down instantly whenever Dean Liu is mentioned?

This is completely inconsistent with the prestige that a Wangxu owner should have!

"Because, [Dominating the Emperor] comes at the highest cost of all the royal ruins."

Zuo Qing seemed to have guessed his question, and sighed softly.

"It has three major irreversible drawbacks."

"First, short lifespan."

"It doesn't burn spiritual energy, but directly burns the holder's life. Every large-scale domination is an overdraft of one's own lifespan."

"Why did Huo Qubing die young at the age of twenty-three? It wasn't because of illness, it was because of this."

"Secondly, he was physically weak."

"The [Dominating Emperor] will gather all life energy into the spiritual sea to build a dominating network."

"Therefore, the holder's physical body will be so weak that it is vulnerable to attack."

"Don't even mention your [White Slash], even an ordinary adult could be killed by a full-force punch."

"Third, scope."

"Although its dominance is powerful, its range is limited, and it is extremely mentally taxing."

"Therefore, Wuquan could only occupy the area along the river and had no ability to expand outwards."

Every word Zuo Qing said struck Lin Qiye's heart like a heavy hammer.

He subconsciously turned his head, his gaze falling once again on the lonely boy in the interrogation room.

The initial shock has turned into complexity.

There was pity, there was sympathy, and there was also a hint of regret that was hard to explain.

It turns out that behind that seemingly devastating power lies such a heavy price.

"How much longer does this child have?" Lin Qiye's voice was a little hoarse.

"Hard to say."

"Judging from his actions tonight, he must have expended a lot of energy."

"Optimistically speaking, it will take three to five years. If not, it might only take one or two years."

Zuo Qing's tone was also full of helplessness.

"These kinds of people are walking natural disasters."

"His personality is too extreme; once he loses control, the damage he causes will be immeasurable."

“We can’t kill him, we can’t let him go, and we can’t let him fall into the hands of ‘mystery’ or other organizations.”

Lin Qiye was silent.

He now finally understood why Wu Quan was so afraid, and why he only wanted to stay with Dean Liu and spend the rest of his life with him.

"Send him to the fasting center," Lin Qiye said in a deep voice after a long silence.

"Leave it to Li Yangguang; he knows how to discipline this kind of child."

"That's what I think too. I'll arrange the handover procedures immediately."

Zuo Qing's voice regained its composure.

"Seven Nights, you handled this matter very well."

"But remember, the news of the [Emperor of Domination]'s reappearance in the world must be strictly kept under wraps."

"I know."

The phone call ended, and the corridor outside the interrogation room was deathly silent.

Baili Pangpang opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but found his throat was so dry that he couldn't utter a single word.

Lin Qiye silently picked up the cigarette butt from the ground and threw it into the trash can.

Then he turned and leaned against the glass, watching as the interrogation room door opened and two Night Watch members went in.

Wu Quan offered no resistance, obediently stood up, was handcuffed, and walked outside.

As he passed Lin Qiye, he paused, looked up,

Those dim eyes glanced at Lin Qiye, without hatred or fear, only a stagnant calm.

Lin Qiye watched his retreating figure as he was led away; his silhouette appeared exceptionally thin under the lamplight.

A young man burdened with the destiny of the Wangxu Kingdom, whose life is about to come to an end.

What was the purpose of everything he did tonight?

Suddenly, Wu Hen's voice rang out from the side, tinged with confusion:

"Seven Nights, don't you find it strange?"

"Ok?"

"After his arrest, his only request was to see Dean Liu one last time."

Wu Hen pushed up his glasses.

"This looks like a grandson saying goodbye to his grandfather."

"But his expression was too calm, so calm... as if he were doing something he had planned long ago."

Lin Qiye's pupils contracted slightly.

"what do you mean……"

"This doesn't feel like a farewell." Wu Hen's gaze was deep.

"It's more like... handing over something."