Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Zhou Xiaoping's gaze was fixed on the north, where the originally azure sky was now eroded by thick darkness, which spread rapidly like ink, swallowing up all the light.

"What... is going on?" he muttered to himself, his hand gripping the sword unconsciously tightening.

At the same time, in a remote town in the north of Daxia, old Ren Bufan was sitting in his yard basking in the sun.

Suddenly, he noticed something strange happening in the northern sky, and was so startled that the melon seeds in his hand fell.

"Old woman! Old woman! Come out and see! How did the weather become like this?"

"What are you shouting about? It's broad daylight. I thought the house collapsed!" Ren Bufan's wife came out wearing an apron and looking impatient.

"Isn't it just getting dark? It might rain. Hurry up and put away the clothes..."

Before she could finish her words, she was stunned by the scene before her - it was not an ordinary dark cloud, but a heart-pounding darkness that seemed to swallow everything.

In the darkness, birds cried in fear as they fell from the sky one by one, their bodies quickly rotting and turning into bones.

However, a strange scene happened. The bones reassembled and flesh and blood regenerated.

They turned into monsters with red light flashing in their eyes and flew towards the city.

And in the town’s cemetery, unusual movements began to appear.

Graves opened up one after another, and corpses crawled out one after another, their eyes also flashing red.

Like a walking corpse, it slowly moved towards the city.

At the junction of darkness and light, Ye Xiaofan, the supreme commander of the Night Watch of Daxia, sat cross-legged.

The whole body radiates dazzling Buddha light, forming a barrier to prevent the spread of darkness.

Opposite her, a figure in a black robe and holding a scythe stood quietly. It was Hades, the God of Death.

"Ye Xiaofan, you can't stop me."

Ha Death's voice was low and hoarse, like a whisper from hell, "This land is destined to be shrouded in darkness."

Ye Xiaofan opened his eyes, his gaze as sharp as torches, staring directly at Ha the God of Death.

"Ha, God of Death, don't even think about setting foot in Daxia! Don't even think about getting your hands on Shiva's Grudge!"

"[Shiva's Resentment] originally belonged to me!"

Ha Death snorted coldly, "Hand over the [Shiva Grudge], and I may consider letting this land go."

"wishful thinking!"

Ye Xiaofan said sternly, "The Shiva's Wrath is a sacred object of Daxia. How can you covet it!"

Ha, the god of death, swung the scythe in his hand lightly, and a black crack appeared in the air, as if connecting to another world.

"Ye Xiaofan, are you really going to become an enemy of the Underworld just for a [Shiva Grudge]?"

Ye Xiaofan took a deep breath and slowly stood up. A golden light flashed in his hand, and a demon-subduing pestle appeared out of thin air.

"I, Ye Xiaofan, swear here today to protect Daxia and not give up an inch of land!"

She paused, turned her gaze to the north, and seemed to have noticed something. "Wait..."

On the outer ring road of Cangnan City, a flashy pink Maserati President sped by.

Young Ren Bufan was humming a little tune with a lollipop in his mouth, looking very proud of himself as if he was the most handsome man in the world.

Suddenly, an electric bike appeared in the rearview mirror, its speed as fast as a rocket launch, chasing closely.

Ren Bufan curled his lips: "Are the delivery guys nowadays working so hard? Are they in a hurry to reincarnate?"

The electric car did a beautiful drift and stopped steadily next to the Maserati.

The delivery guy took off his helmet, revealing an ordinary face.

With a professional smile on his face, he said, "Hello, is this Mr. Luo Xiaoji? Your takeaway has arrived."

Ren Bufan was confused: "Luo Xiaoji? Who is that? Did you recognize the wrong person?"

The delivery boy kept smiling. "Yes, it's you. Pink Maserati, license plate number XXXXX, delivery address: Cangnan Outer Ring Road, recipient: Luo Xiaoji."

Ren Bufan scratched his head: "This...is a coincidence? I'm really not Luo Xiaoji, my name is Ren Bufan."

He muttered to himself, there are so many people with the same name these days, even the delivery address is the same, it's outrageous. His mother opened the door to outrageousness, it's outrageous to the extreme.

The delivery guy insisted, "The system shows it's you. Please sign for it."

As he said that, he handed over a steaming hot pizza box.

Ren Bufan took the pizza box doubtfully, thinking, since it's free, it might as well be a waste if he doesn't eat it.

He was just about to open it when suddenly, a "beeping" sound came from the pizza box.

Ren Bufan's expression froze instantly. He slowly raised his head to look at the delivery boy and uttered a few words with difficulty: "What...what is this sound?"

The delivery boy's smile disappeared, and his eyes turned cold: "This is... the sound of sending you to the west."