Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Lin Qiye's fingers were still trembling slightly; it wasn't an act, he was genuinely frightened by that glance just now.

The eyes in that mountain of corpses were murky and violent, carrying an evil aura that seemed to want to chew up and swallow the living.

But he has to stay calm.

"puff."

Lin Qiye clenched his teeth and bit his tongue hard.

A metallic, sweet taste exploded in my mouth.

He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood mist into the air in front of him, and his fingers haphazardly drew a few strange symbols in the air.

"With blood as the catalyst, with the soul... cough cough cough!"

He pretended to cough violently, his body swaying like withered grass in the wind, as if spitting out a mouthful of blood would kill him.

Wu Hen's eyelids twitched as he watched from the side.

With acting skills like this, it's a waste that he doesn't deserve an Oscar.

But he reacted quickly, immediately supporting Lin Qiye with an anxious expression: "Old sir! Hold on! Have you figured out the location yet?"

"If we can't figure it out, we'll all die at this blind man's hands today!"

This was said to Hoddle.

Hoddle's greyish-white eyes were fixed on the two of them, his ears twitching as he listened to their heartbeats.

Lin Qiye took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing the frantic beating in his chest.

He raised his blood-stained hand and pointed straight at the mountain of corpses that had just opened its eyes.

“There…”

His voice was hoarse, carrying a hint of dying weakness.

"The place where death is most concentrated... where life is buried under bones... I heard... a woman's cry..."

"Crying?" Hoddle's previously icy expression shattered instantly, revealing an almost obsessive fanaticism.

Is she crying?

"It's deep inside that mountain," Lin Qiye swore, his tone so certain it sounded like he really meant it.

"There is an extremely strong seal there. My spiritual power was almost crushed when I tried to probe it in."

"Who would go to such lengths to set up such restrictions unless they were detaining important people?"

The logic is closed.

Hoddle had no doubts whatsoever.

In his eyes, these two mortal ants didn't even have the right to lie in front of him.

Moreover, Lin Qiye's heartbeat did indeed accelerate to its maximum at that moment—it was fear, fear of the "restriction".

"very good."

Hoddle uttered those two words, and his figure suddenly became ethereal.

Without the slightest hesitation or any unnecessary words.

The next second, a dark afterimage was already a kilometer away.

Watching the killing god leave, Wu Hen plopped down on the ground. His clothes were soaked through and stuck to his body, feeling sticky and uncomfortable.

"Damn, that scared the hell out of me."

Wu Hen wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and forced out a sound through gritted teeth.

"You've got some nerve! That's alive! You want him to go and kill a live monster?"

"What else? Let him chop us up?"

Lin Qiye wasn't much better off; he slumped against the rock, panting heavily. The blood he'd just tasted from his tongue really hurt.

"This is called shifting the blame eastward."

"While the blind man and that monster are fighting like dogs, let's get out of here quickly."

He reached out to wipe the bloodstains off the ground and destroy the evidence.

"Let's go, let's go, I don't want to stay in this godforsaken place for even a second longer." Wu Hen got up and was about to pull Lin Qiye away.

However, their hands hadn't even touched yet.

"when--!!!"

A loud bang made their eardrums ring, as if someone were slamming two huge steel plates against each other next to their ears.

The ground shook violently, and pebbles bounced around on the ground like jumping beans.

Lin Qiye suddenly turned around.

At the foot of that towering mountain of corpses in the distance, Hoddle's dark giant axe had already cleaved deep into it.

However, the landslide he had anticipated did not occur.

The divine axe, powerful enough to split a city wall, seemed to have struck some indestructible alloy, sending up a string of dazzling sparks.

"What is that?" Wu Hen's eyes widened.

Immediately afterwards, the scene that sent chills down Lin Qiye's spine appeared.

The entire "mountain" moved.

That wasn't the shaking of the mountain at all, but rather the stretching of some enormous creature as it got up.

The countless corpses covering the surface fell off with a clatter, revealing the pale, eerie, and enormous skeletons beneath.

That's a hand.

Hoddle struck only one knuckle of the giant hand.

"Roar--!!!"

A roar from ancient times swept across the area, instantly dispersing the gray fog that stretched for several kilometers.

A huge, palace-like white skull was slowly lifted from the pile of corpses.

Two eerie green flames suddenly ignited in those previously empty eye sockets, staring intently at the tiny black dot at their feet.

Hoddle's hand holding the axe trembled, not from fear, but from the recoil that had cracked his thumb and forefinger.

Even gods would be momentarily stunned when faced with such a colossal being beyond their comprehension.

But this sluggishness is fatal.

That giant skeletal hand appeared clumsy, but it was actually as fast as lightning, carrying an overwhelming wind pressure.

It slapped down hard, like swatting a fly.

"Oh!"

There was a muffled sound.

The earth cracked open, and smoke and dust billowed into the sky.

A crater a hundred meters deep appeared where Hoddle had been standing.

"Holy crap..." Wu Hen's mouth dropped open. If that slap had landed on them, they probably wouldn't even be able to put their bodies back together.

Before the smoke and dust had cleared, a disheveled figure teleported out from the bottom of the pit and hovered in mid-air.

Hoddle's black robe was mostly torn, revealing his pale chest, and a trickle of black divine blood hung from the corner of his mouth.

But in his gray eyes, there was no sign of retreat; instead, an even more frenzied fighting spirit burned.

"Such a powerful guardian beast..." Hoder wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his voice chillingly cold.

"Sif... must be inside!"

In his twisted logic, the stronger the defenses, the more important the contents must be.

This is a huge misunderstanding.

Just as Lin Qiye was about to say something, the ground beneath his feet suddenly began to shake violently again.

Not just the one in front of us.

In the distance, gray fog swirled in all directions.

"Crack...knock..."

The sickening grinding sound of bones grinding together echoed throughout the room.

The second one, the third one...

On that desolate underworld, there were twelve mountains of corpses that had originally been silent.

It was as if it had received some kind of awakening command, and at the same time it began to collapse and recombine.

Twelve pairs of eerie green, ghostly eyes lit up one after another in the gray mist.

Like twelve searchlights from hell, they all turned their gaze toward Hoddle in the very center.

And... two ants hiding behind a rock in the distance.

That sense of oppression was simply suffocating.

This is hardly a Tibetan cellar.

This is clearly stirring up trouble with an ancient behemoth!

Lin Qiye swallowed, feeling a slight cramp in his calves.

Just then, a series of hurried and frantic footsteps, accompanied by a series of loud noises, came from the pile of rubble to the side.

"Get out of my way! All of you, get the hell out of my way!!"

The voice sounded familiar, carrying a hint of hysterical collapse and terror, and was rapidly approaching them.