Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Bifetu's inhuman golden eyes also flashed with a dangerous light; he had sensed something was wrong long ago.

Despite being instantly targeted by the enemy, Lin Qiye's smile remained unchanged. He even lazily gave Wu Hen the middle finger.

"Tsk, how boring." He curled his lip, as if his theatrical performance had been interrupted, and sighed listlessly.

"I was hoping to watch the dogs fight a little longer, but it's already over so quickly."

The moment the words left his mouth, Lin Qiye's aura suddenly changed!

The initial feeling of weakness from depleted spiritual energy vanished instantly, replaced by...

Two completely different, yet equally domineering divine forces soared into the sky!

One is an unruly and rebellious spirit that is lawless and disruptive!

The other force is the awe-inspiring power of the Pure Source Mystic Path, which shakes the Three Realms!

"What?!" Number 22's expression changed drastically.

“This power…” Bifetu narrowed his eyes, alarm bells ringing in his mind.

Wu Hen's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets: "Holy crap! The agents of the two gods?! Damn it, they're the Monkey King and Erlang Shen?!"

Amidst everyone's astonished gazes, a ten-thousand-foot-tall Dharma image rose from the ground behind Lin Qiye!

The Dharma image had three heads and six arms, was clad in golden armor, and half of its face was that of an unruly monkey with fiery golden eyes.

The other half of his face was that of a handsome and majestic deity, with a tightly closed vertical eye between his brows radiating a chilling aura.

With six arms, each wielding a phantom of a divine weapon such as the Golden Cudgel and the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Sword, its divine might is as powerful as a prison!

[Follow the laws of heaven and earth]!

Moreover, it combines the power of both the Great Sage Equal to Heaven and the Pure Source, two top-tier divine powers.

"Now, the game is over." Lin Qiye's voice came from beneath the Dharma Image, calm yet carrying an undeniable authority.

The vertical eye between Faxiang's eyebrows suddenly opened!

An invisible divine light instantly enveloped the entire battlefield.

"Not good!" Bifetu felt a sudden tightness all over his body, as if he were enveloped by billions of tons of seawater, and his movements instantly became sluggish.

Number 22 was even more trapped in a quagmire. He was horrified to discover that his proud "Klein" level power was being suppressed under this gaze!

"Open it!" Number 22 roared. He knew the Holy Grail was everyone's target, and he had to get away immediately.

He frantically burned his own essence, forcibly activating three times the power of his own limit, and finally barely managed to break free from the restraints.

Without hesitation, he turned and was about to vanish into the void.

"Trying to leave?" Lin Qiye sneered.

The towering, majestic image of the Buddha moved.

One of the arms, holding the phantom of the Kusanagi Sword, slashed down with a speed that transcended time and space!

"You dare?!" Number 22 was both shocked and furious. He hadn't expected Lin Qiye's target to be him!

Pfft——!

There is no suspense.

A line of blood shot out, and Number 22's right wrist, which was tightly gripping the Holy Grail, was cleanly severed!

"Ah ah ah ah ah--!"

A piercing scream, so shrill it was inhuman, echoed through the night sky.

The golden Holy Grail, with its severed hand attached, traced an arc as it plummeted toward the ground.

The excruciating pain and fear overwhelmed Number 22 in an instant, and he finally realized that he had gone from being the hunter to the hunted.

On the other side, Bifetu was enduring the pressure of the [Law of Heaven and Earth], and the wound on his chest caused by the divine light was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He stared coldly at the towering Buddha statue, his fighting spirit growing stronger rather than weaker.

"Very strong... but not enough!"

Bifetu could sense that while the power of this Dharma form was terrifying, it seemed unable to last.

Moreover, in essence, it is still inferior to his own body, which has been stitched together with the remains of the supreme god!

As long as we drag this out, we'll definitely be the winner!

However, just as everyone's attention was focused on the falling Holy Grail, a sudden change occurred!

In the pitch-black night sky, a crescent moon emitting an eerie silver light appeared without warning.

That's not the moon, but a small boat shaped like a crescent moon!

On the small boat, a mysterious old man dressed in ancient Sumerian clothing stood silently.

He reached down with his withered hand, seemingly ignoring the distance, and instantly grasped the severed hand and the Holy Grail in his grasp!

"Ha ha...ha ha ha ha ha ha!" The old man let out a piercing laugh like an owl. "A perfect sacrifice! A truly perfect sacrifice!"

He held the Holy Grail in one hand, and with the other hand, he actually held the severed hand of number 22.

He slammed his hand down on the right arm of God that had been severed and regrown by Bifetu!

laugh--!

Two arms that did not belong to the same person were strangely fused together by the old man's power!

Immediately afterwards, the fused arm, along with Tong Feitu's divine arm, transformed into a streak of blood-red light and was completely devoured by the Holy Grail!

"No!!!" Bifetu roared in shock and rage, feeling a part of his body being forcibly torn off and sacrificed!

After absorbing the blood light, the Holy Grail, which originally contained only a few drops of golden blood, began to swell at an astonishing rate!

"The glory of Sumer! The revival of our Lord! It will begin tonight!" The old man raised the Holy Grail and proclaimed as if he were in a frenzy.

An indescribable sense of gloom and eeriness instantly enveloped the entire scene.

"No! Stop him!" Lin Qiye's expression changed, and he roared, "He's sacrificing his divine body to summon something!"

Even without him saying it, Bifetu and No. 22 have already made their move!

Bifetu wanted to reclaim his divine body, while No. 22 wanted to reclaim the Holy Grail and his severed hand!

The two, one on the left and one on the right, transformed into two streaks of light and rushed towards the moon boat in the sky without regard for anything else.

However, just as they were about to approach the Moonship—

puff!puff!

It felt as if I had crashed into an invisible wall, or as if I had been instantly sliced ​​by an unseen blade.

Bifetu and Number 22 froze simultaneously, then flew backward at an even faster speed than when they rushed forward, crashing heavily to the ground and spitting out blood!

An invisible yet absolute force severed their attack!

The whole audience was shocked!

who is it? !

Just then, in the void in front of the moon boat, as if ink had dripped into clear water, a head of long, jet-black hair spread out out of thin air.

Immediately afterwards, a figure in white slowly appeared.

She was barefoot, holding an ancient-looking spear. Her face was obscured, but her eyes were colder than a ten-thousand-year-old glacier.

Just then, the heavily injured number 22 struggled to his feet. He knew he was doomed today, and a final burst of madness surged into his heart.

He unleashed his other divine artifact, the scepter that symbolized supreme authority, and with all his might, hurled it at the woman in white!

"Die!"

Faced with this devastating attack, the woman in white simply extended her other hand calmly.

Slender and fair-skinned, she resembled a perfect work of art.

Then, with such nonchalance, she grasped the top of the scepter with one hand.

The raging power of the artifact became as docile as a kitten in her hands.

The whole world seemed to stand still at that moment.

The madness on Number 22's face froze instantly, replaced by a deep-seated fear that made his very soul tremble.

He opened his mouth wide, a strange hoarse sound coming from his throat, which finally culminated in a desperate scream:

"God...you are God!"

The woman in white's eyes flickered slightly, as if she had finally noticed the ant at her feet.

She slowly raised the hand that was holding the spear.