Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Lin Qiye tightened his grip on his sword, his eyes darting around.

Apart from the ashes scattered everywhere, there wasn't a soul in the empty arena.

"Who?" Wu Hen darted to Lin Qiye's side and behind in a flash.

His back was pressed against his spine, the short knife in his hand held horizontally in front of his chest, and he muttered softly.

"Old Lin, this place is eerie. Could it be that Phil's lingering ghost is haunting us?"

Lin Qiye didn't reply; his gaze was fixed on Si Xiaonan.

Si Xiaonan leaned against a withered tree, her face as pale as a sheet of paper, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth, but her eyes were unusually resolute.

"I don't have time to look anymore."

Si Xiaonan took a deep breath, her voice weak but clear.

"The rules here have changed... No one can get out unless someone 'dies'."

"There are other people waiting outside, don't waste time here."

"What do you mean?" Lin Qiye's heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition instantly rushed to his mind.

"It means... I have to 'die' once."

Before he could finish speaking, the short dagger hidden in Si Xiaonan's sleeve flashed with a cold light.

puff!

The sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh was particularly jarring in the deathly silent arena.

"Xiao Nan!" Lin Qiye's pupils shrank sharply, as if he had been struck by lightning, his mind going completely blank.

Wu Hen was also dumbfounded, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets: "Holy crap! You're serious?"

With a twist of her wrist, Si Xiaonan stabbed the dagger precisely into her heart.

Blood gushed out from the hilt of the knife, staining the gray earth beneath their feet red.

Her body swayed, like a kite with a broken string, and she fell helplessly to the ground, her once bright eyes gradually losing focus.

At the same time, the entire towering gray-white stone wall emitted a thunderous roar.

Click——!

A jagged crack ripped down from the sky, and the entire arena crumbled into countless gray fragments like shattered porcelain.

"Damn it, this woman is insane!"

Wu Hen gritted his teeth, his fingertips trembling violently from excessive tension, and grabbed Lin Qiye's arm.

"Old Lin! Wake up! The space is collapsing!"

Lin Qiye felt his breath catch in his throat, and his heart felt as if it had been hit hard by a sledgehammer.

He rushed forward and caught Si Xiaonan's already cold body before the space completely collapsed.

My vision distorted for a moment.

The roar of the wind and snow filled my ears once again.

Lin Qiye knelt on one knee in the snow of the Asgardian forest.

The girl in his arms was lifeless, and the bloodstains on her chest quickly froze into dark red ice crystals when the cold wind blew.

"one two Three……"

Wu Hen squatted to the side, staring intently at Si Xiaonan's face, muttering rapidly to himself, his expression extremely grim.

"Old Lin, don't look at me like that. She's gambling with her life, and so am I!"

Lin Qiye's fingers rested on Si Xiaonan's carotid artery, and the only sensation he felt was deathly silence.

ten seconds.

It felt like an eternity.

Just as Lin Qiye's rationality was about to collapse, a very subtle rune on Si Xiaonan's chest shattered with a snap.

A deep, muffled heartbeat emanated from her body.

"Cough cough...cough!"

Si Xiaonan suddenly curled up, vomiting large mouthfuls of dark red blood, her pale face contorted in pain.

"Alive!"

Wu Hen slapped his thigh and plopped down on the snow, sweat streaming down his temples.

"Damn it, I almost thought you scared me to death. If this 'Seed of Deception' fails, we'll both be dead here today."

Lin Qiye's taut nerves were like a fully drawn bowstring suddenly released, causing his arm to feel slightly numb.

He stared intently at Si Xiaonan, who had just opened her eyes, his voice hoarse: "If you dare to do this again, I'll lock you up in a mental hospital first."

Si Xiaonan weakly tugged at the corner of her mouth and reached out to grab Lin Qiye's clothes: "Captain... I'm out of strength, carry me... let's go."

Lin Qiye didn't say anything, but silently turned around and carefully lifted her onto his back.

at the same time.

On the cold sea, the fog was so thick it resembled ink that couldn't be dissolved.

A cruise ship with a tattered flag was violently rocking in the waves.

The knight stood at the very front of the deck, his black robe fluttering in the sea breeze.

He slowly reached out and took out a dark gold horn from his robes, which exuded an ancient and somber aura.

【Gallar】.

The surface of the horn is covered with dark red patterns, like dried-up blood vessels.

"Is this the legendary thing that heralds Ragnarok?"

Baili Pangpang leaned closer and stared intently at the horn.

"It looks pretty ugly, can this thing really save lives?"

"This is a disaster, but also a hope." The knight's voice was low, his eyes fixed on the depths of the mist.

An Qingyu pushed up her glasses, her gaze sweeping back and forth between the horn and the knight: "The logic of the power contained in this thing is completely out of touch with reality."

"Knight, are you sure it can fight against the gods? If it goes wrong, we'll be the first sacrifices."

The words have not yet fallen.

The dark golden horn, which had been lifeless, suddenly emitted an extremely faint low hum without warning.

woo-

The sound wasn't loud, but it seemed to resonate deep within everyone's soul.

In an instant, the temperature on the deck plummeted to freezing.

Cao Yuan instinctively gripped the hilt of his sword, his muscles tensing, a strange chill running down his spine to the top of his head: "What was that sound?"

In the distance, amidst the previously empty sea fog, a huge shadow loomed in and out.

It was a colossal, ancient, and decaying gate that stretched to the heavens and the earth.

Through the crack in the door, it seemed as if countless cold, greedy eyes were peering into the void at this reckless intruder.

The once calm sea began to ripple with black waves.

An Qingyu stared intently at the doorway, her face instantly turning grim.