Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

The knocking was rhythmic and unhurried, sounding more like a food delivery person than someone trying to take someone away.

Just as Lin Qiye raised the God-Slaying Blade half an inch, a crumpled piece of paper suddenly rolled in through the crack in the door.

Immediately afterwards, the footsteps outside disappeared completely, as if erased by an eraser.

Wu Hen's eyelids twitched, and the coin in his hand stopped spinning.

He flicked the paper with his toe, sending it flying into the air. After confirming it wasn't explosive or poisonous, he reached out and caught it.

Morse code.

Wu Hen unfolded the crumpled piece of paper, which was covered with pits and dents made by his fingernails.

“‘Miracle Square, behind the stone tablet, come quickly.’”

"The signature is... a snowflake?"

"It's Xiao Nan." Lin Qiye sheathed his sword, his brows easing slightly, but he was still relieved.

Since they dare not go directly into the house, or even speak, it means there are more ears in this place than one might imagine.

Two figures slipped out of the dormitory building under the cover of night.

The night sky in Asgard looked incredibly fake; there were no clouds moving about, and the few stars looked like rivets nailed to a curtain.

The wind carried the smell of rusty metal, the peculiar decay of the divine realm.

Miracle Square is located at the foot of the temple, where the huge stone monument stands in the shadows like a silent tomb guardian.

As soon as I turned to the back of the stone tablet, a slender shadow emerged from the darkness.

Si Xiaonan was wrapped in a gray robe that she had somehow gotten her hands on, with the hood pulled low, revealing only a section of her pale chin.

Upon seeing Lin Qiye and the other person, she didn't waste any words and directly stuffed something into her hand.

It was a communication jade slip still warm from human touch.

"Pangpang and the others are fine." Si Xiaonan's voice was extremely low, and she spoke very quickly.

"Leng Xuan has arrived to meet us and is currently hiding in the abandoned mine tunnels over there in the 'human circle'."

"The magnetic field there is chaotic; even divine spiritual power cannot penetrate it."

Lin Qiye held the jade slip, his knuckles relaxing slightly.

As long as people are alive, the market hasn't collapsed yet.

"That's it?" Wu Hen leaned against the stone tablet, his eyes scanning the surroundings warily.

"You made us come out in the middle of the night just to let us know you're safe? That's not like you, former Night's Watch lady."

Si Xiaonan was silent for a moment, then raised her head, her eyes bloodshot.

"You can't get in touch with Great Xia, right?"

Lin Qiye's heart skipped a beat: "How did you know?"

"Because the road here is also blocked."

Si Xiaonan took a deep breath, as if trying to expel the ice shards from her lungs.

"That crazy woman Hela raised twelve 'city-destroying level' mountain corpses, and they all disappeared half a day ago."

"Missing?" Wu Hen raised an eyebrow.

"How can such a huge thing grow wings and fly?"

"He was transferred away by Loki."

Si Xiaonan's voice trembled, not from fear, but from anger.

"They were delivered directly to the border of the Great Xia through the secret passage of the Rainbow Bridge."

"A total of twelve, plus the blessing of divine power, will instantly break through the defense network of the Great Xia."

"You can't get in touch with them because things are in complete chaos over there."

There was a bang.

Lin Qiye almost snapped.

No wonder.

No wonder the signal was completely cut off, no wonder Loki sealed off the Abyss Dungeon but wasn't in a hurry to capture anyone.

That old fox had no intention of playing cat and mouse with them in Asgard; he went straight to raid their home base.

"That was a dirty trick," Wu Hen spat, his face so dark it could drip water.

"Is this called 'besieging Wei to rescue Zhao'? No, this is a tactic of exchanging bases."

"He knew we were going to open the gates and call in people, so he struck first, forcing Great Xia to be unable to take care of itself."

"Even if you open the door now, no one can come over there."

"All we received were distress signals."

Lin Qiye clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug into his flesh.

If it's a head-on confrontation, the Night's Watch are not afraid of death.

But the feeling of being treated like a fool and manipulated is truly frustrating.

Is this the god of trickery?

Before they even met, they had already blown up all their escape routes.

"This is a dead end."

Lin Qiye gritted his teeth,

"Unless we can break through Asgard right now and force Loki to come back to defend."

"It's no use." Si Xiaonan shook her head.

Loki didn't care about the survival of Asgard, he didn't even care about Thor's life or death.

"His only goal is to trigger Ragnarok and seize the supreme godhood in that chaos."

"The more chaotic the Great Xia Dynasty becomes, the more fear and despair it generates, and the stronger its power becomes."

The wind was a bit strong, making Si Xiaonan's gray robe flutter loudly.

"So, I'm not going to wait any longer."

Si Xiaonan suddenly took off her hood, revealing a head of neat short hair.

The hesitation and weariness in his eyes vanished, replaced by an almost frantic calmness.

"I'm going to kill Loki."

The air seemed to freeze for two seconds after those words were spoken.

"Are you out of your mind?"

Wu Hen stared at her wide-eyed, as if she were a fool.

"That's the supreme god! The supreme god who holds the script in his hands!"

"You, a superhuman who hasn't even become a god yet, went and stabbed him with a knife?"

"This isn't assassination, it's like delivering takeout, the kind that's delivered right to your door!"

Lin Qiye frowned and stepped forward to block her path: "Don't be impulsive."

"We are indeed in a passive position now, but we haven't reached the point of going to our deaths yet."

"As long as we find Thor's weakness..."

"It's too late!" Si Xiaonan abruptly interrupted him, her voice shrill.

"By the time you find the weakness, the Great Xia will already be awash in blood!"

"Every second someone is dying, that's my comrade-in-arms, that's my country!"

"Then you'll go and be buried with me?" Lin Qiye roared back.

"What good is your death? Just another mark on Loki's medals?"

"I have a chance of winning."

Si Xiaonan stared into Lin Qiye's eyes and said, word by word.

At this moment, the eerie aura of being a "disciple of Loki" emanating from her was no longer concealed.

It wasn't a physical oppression, but rather an unsettling sense of danger.

“I’ve been lurking by his side for so long, and I’ve been his pawn for so many years.”

Si Xiaonan twitched the corners of her mouth, revealing an extremely cold smile.

"No one in this world understands that old man's habits, his arrogance, and his dirty tricks hidden in his sleeves better than I do."

She stretched out her hand and pointed to her temple.

"You can't kill the God of Deception with your fists."

"We have to rely on this place."

"You were trained by him, and that's your biggest weakness."

Wu Hen coldly added insult to injury.

"When an apprentice beats his master, he is always hung up and beaten."

"If it's a normal master-disciple relationship, that's certainly true."

Si Xiaonan turned around and looked at the horizon in the distance, which was gradually turning a pale white.

The darkness there is being torn apart by a faint ray of light.

"But he forgot to teach me the most important thing—that is, never trust anyone, including himself."

Si Xiaonan's voice was as light as smoke, yet it carried a resolute and ruthless edge.

"He thought I was a knife that only obeyed orders, but he didn't know that this knife had long been sharpened to the point that it only wanted to stab into his heart."

Lin Qiye watched her retreating figure, opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

I couldn't persuade them otherwise.

He had seen that look before.

That's the look in the eyes of a gambler who puts their life on the scales, just to gamble on that one sliver of hope.

The light on the horizon grew increasingly blinding, stretching Si Xiaonan's shadow long, like a crack that was about to cleave this divine kingdom in two.

"Don't die."

After a long silence, Lin Qiye managed to squeeze out only these three words.

Si Xiaonan didn't turn around, but just waved her hand with her back to them, the gesture as casual as if she were going to buy breakfast on the next street.

"Wait for good news, Captain."