Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

The direction Lin Qiye's finger was pointing to...

This was Asgard's only blind spot at that moment—all the gods' attention was drawn to the soaring divine power emanating from the Miracle Square.

"Walk."

Without further ado, the two took advantage of the building's shadow...

Like two drops of water flowing into the ocean, they silently made their way towards Thor's marching route.

The streets were deserted, as if they had just been washed.

The once arrogant Protoss patrols were nowhere to be seen.

Only from behind those tightly closed, carved windows could one or two terrified, prying eyes occasionally peek out.

"Even these gods know fear."

Wu Hen followed behind Lin Qiye, a coin dangling from the corner of his mouth, muttering indistinctly.

They act all high and mighty normally, but when it comes to the boss setting off firecrackers in the living room, they all cower like little kids.

Lin Qiye didn't respond. He suppressed his mental energy to the lowest level, maintaining it only at a warning level of three meters around his body.

Around the corner ahead, the heavy clanging of armor came crashing down like muffled thunder.

It's Thor.

This Thor doesn't look very good right now.

He carried Thor's hammer, his cloak was somewhat disheveled, and his angular face was filled with irritability and anxiety.

The group of Nordic war gods following behind him were also on high alert, their knuckles white as they gripped their weapons tightly.

The entire street was so quiet it was suffocating, with only the crunching sound of combat boots crushing the cobblestones, each sound like a blow to the heartstrings.

"Thor!"

A blinding white light, so bright it brought tears to one's eyes, suddenly pierced through the darkness and blocked the path in front of the group.

As the light faded, Baldr, dressed in an extremely flamboyant pure white divine robe, stood with his arms crossed and his chin raised so high it seemed to pierce the sky.

“A good dog stays out of the way.”

Thor stopped in his tracks, his eyelids twitching wildly, and sparks were already crackling from his hammer.

"Go away."

"You're just going to rush over there like that?"

Badr completely disregarded the arc of electricity and even took a step forward.

His face wore that mocking smile that made you want to slap him with your shoe sole.

"That madman is attempting to attain supreme godhood, and all the energy of Asgard is being poured into him."

"What are you going there for? To die? Or to celebrate for him?"

"That is the throne of Asgard!"

Thor roared, the veins on his neck bulging like earthworms.

"Are we just going to stand by and watch that bastard ruin all of this?"

"Then let him destroy it!" Badr spread his hands, his voice even louder than Thor's.

"Rather than letting a muscle-thinking idiot like you, or that cunning conman, sit in that position,"

"Why not just blow up Asgard? At least everyone would die a fair death!"

"Does this guy have a death wish?"

Wu Hen huddled in the corner, nudged Lin Qiye with his elbow, and whispered.

"Starting internal strife at a time like this, isn't he a spy sent by Loki?"

Lin Qiye coldly watched this scene: "No, this is the Norse gods."

"Arrogance is ingrained in their bones. Even now, they're still arguing about whose bloodline is purer."

"Is that your reason for not daring to make a move?" Badr pointed at Thor's nose, spitting as he spoke.

"You're scared."

"If you're afraid that illegitimate child actually succeeds, it will prove that you're a complete joke!"

"Shut up!!"

Thor slammed his thunder hammer into the ground with a deafening roar.

The paving stones of the entire street shattered instantly, and spiderweb-like cracks spread all the way to Badr's feet.

Just when tensions were running high, and a sibling rivalry might even erupt first,

A chilling wave swept across the direction of Miracle Square without warning.

Everyone shut up.

That wasn't an ordinary burst of divine power; it felt like a piece of the sky above had suddenly collapsed.

The coin in Wu Hen's mouth fell to the ground with a "clatter".

He felt as if a sledgehammer had struck his chest, and his breath almost stopped.

"Are you serious?" Wu Hen's expression changed, and his eyes instantly sharpened.

"This overwhelming pressure...is it from the Supreme God? Is that old fox Loki serious?"

Lin Qiye didn't speak, but simply made a gesture.

The two quickly bypassed the Saul brothers, who were still locked in a standoff, and climbed onto the ruins of a clock tower.

The vision suddenly opens up.

At the top of the huge stone monument in the center of Miracle Square, Loki was floating in mid-air.

His magnificent robe fluttered even without wind.

Countless visible green divine power runes wrapped around him like chains, but he broke them little by little.

With each broken hair, his aura grew more terrifying.

The already gloomy sky was now torn open by a huge vortex.

A golden beam of light enveloped Loki, a sign that the rules were yielding and his status was rising.

"He really took that step..."

Thor had somehow rushed to the edge of the square, and as he watched this scene, his hand holding the hammer trembled slightly.

This is not fear, but the shock of a collapsing faith.

Loki, who only knows how to play tricks in the shadows, is actually going to forcefully ascend to the highest point in front of everyone!

"Something's wrong."

Lin Qiye narrowed his eyes, his gaze piercing through the chaotic energy flow, locking onto a small figure beside Loki.

It's Si Xiaonan.

She stood in the shadows at Loki's feet, her head bowed, like the most loyal guard.

Seemingly noticing Lin Qiye's gaze, Si Xiaonan slightly raised her head.

Several hundred meters apart, their eyes met briefly in mid-air.

Si Xiaonan had no expression, and even her eyes were empty.

But just as Lin Qiye was about to look away, her head swayed almost imperceptibly and very quickly from side to side.

The magnitude was so small as to be almost negligible.

If it were someone else, they would definitely think it was a natural sway caused by an energy storm.

But Lin Qiye understood instantly.

"Retreat." Lin Qiye grabbed Wu Hen's shoulder, his voice as cold as ice.

"This is a trap."

"what?"

Wu Hen was stunned for a moment, staring at the terrifying divine power fluctuations that seemed to crush space itself.

"These special effects are so realistic, how could they be fake? That's like having one foot in the door of a supreme god!"

"It's just too real."

Lin Qiye stared at Loki's face, which was covered in a fanatical smile, his palms sweating profusely.

"Xiao Nan is warning us."

"If Loki is truly focused on breaking through,"

“He would never allow anyone to stand that close to him, not even his apprentice.”

But Thor can't see any of that.

Or perhaps he saw it, but he couldn't wait any longer.

Loki's aura was growing stronger and stronger.

The pillar of light, representing the highest authority in Asgard, was almost solidified, and Thor's last shred of reason was finally burned away.

"Nordic Warfare Command!!"

Thor raised Mjolnir, and a violent burst of lightning instantly shattered Baldr's earlier taunts.

"Charge with me! Slay the traitors!!"

"kill!!"

The war gods, who had been suppressing their anger for so long, were already red-eyed. At Thor's command,

Dozens of divine lights, like a reversed meteor shower, crashed into Loki in the center of the plaza with an indomitable and tragic momentum.

At this moment, the color of heaven and earth changed.

Lightning ripped through the sky, and a storm, carrying with it fury, instantly leveled the buildings surrounding the plaza.

Loki, at the eye of the storm, slowly lowered his head.

Faced with the overwhelming onslaught of thunder and sword light, he remained calm and did not dodge.

The man standing in the center of the pillar of light, about to become a god, slowly, bit by bit, raised the corners of his mouth.

That's a smile that only a hunter would show when watching his prey step into a trap.

"boom--!!"

Thor's hammer, carrying earth-shattering power, slammed down on Loki's head.