Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

"It's strange, why don't these guys know how to climb over the wall?" Wu Hen scratched his head and looked at the army of prisoners rushing towards the main gate as if they were fools.

Although the walls of this fasting center are high, they should not be an insurmountable barrier for these desperate criminals, right?

An Yuqing gave a bitter smile: "Wu Hen, you underestimated this wall."

"There's high voltage electricity running through this thing. Someone once tried to test their skills, but the result was..."

She made an electric shock gesture and stuck out her tongue. "It turned directly into a roast suckling pig."

Wu Hen suddenly realized: "So that's why. This is forcing everyone to use the VIP channel! But these tickets are really ridiculously expensive!"

Lin Qiye frowned, feeling a little uneasy about the chaotic situation.

If it was just an ordinary prisoner riot, they would probably choose an easier escape route instead of rushing into the muzzle of a gun.

There must be some force behind this controlling all of this.

"It seems that we can only go through the main gate." Lin Qiye said in a serious tone.

Wu Hen shrugged: "The main gate is the main gate. Anyway, I have the system to protect me, so what's there to be afraid of!"

At this moment, the gate of the fasting center has turned into a hell on earth.

Countless prisoners came like a tide, their faces ferocious, roaring and roaring, like a group of wild beasts being released.

"Kill these damn Night's Watchmen! Avenge our brothers!"

"Go! Go ahead and get your freedom!"

"Hahaha! I can finally go out and do whatever I want!"

The crazy shouts were deafening, and the prisoners waved their simple weapons and madly attacked the military's defense line.

The human wall formed by the night watchmen was crumbling under the impact of the prisoners.

"Hold on! You must hold on!" Commander Zhai roared at the top of his lungs, veins bulging on his forehead.

Just when the defense line was about to collapse, two figures suddenly rushed out from the crowd, like two sharp swords, and pierced directly into the prisoners' camp.

"It's Wang Luer and Fang Huiyang!" An Yuqing exclaimed.

"Weren't they expelled from the Night's Watch? How come..." A hint of doubt flashed in Lin Qiye's eyes.

Wang Luer and Fang Huiyang stood back to back, moving among the prisoners like a whirlwind.

The weapon in his hand flashed with cold light, and every time he swung it, it would bring about a storm of blood and gore.

"How dare these scum run wild here!"

Wang Luer snorted coldly, and the long sword in his hand spit out like a poisonous snake, instantly piercing the throats of several prisoners.

Fang Huiyang said nothing, but swung the battle axe in his hand vigorously, and every time he swung it, he would smash several prisoners into meat paste.

The two men were like two killing gods, tearing a hole in the torrent of prisoners and buying a chance for the crumbling defense line to breathe.

However, the number of prisoners was too large, and even though Wang Luer and Fang Huiyang were strong, they gradually felt overwhelmed.

"It seems that the good show has just begun..." Wu Hen raised a playful smile at the corner of his mouth.

Wu Hen whistled and commented, "Wow, these two guys are pretty impressive. I wonder if they're as good as my system dad."

The system popped up at the perfect moment and issued a bizarre quest: [In the following battle, perform at least five moves that will leave Lin Qiye stunned.] The reward: a legendary "Qilin Arm" experience card.

Wu Hen rubbed his hands together, eager to try: "Interesting! This wave is stable!"

Prisoners were harvested like leeks, and their numbers were sharply reduced, but the real tough guys were just beginning to take action.

A muscular man with a hideous scar on his face jumped out from the crowd and punched out, and the air seemed to be torn apart.

"Boom!" A night watchman was blown away, hit the wall and turned into a pool of meat paste.

"Holy shit, this guy is cheating!" Wu Hen exclaimed.

The burly man laughed wildly and rushed forward like a heavy tank. The night watchmen's defense line was like paper in front of him and was vulnerable.

Soon after, more hidden masters emerged from the prisoners. Some of them had ghostly movements, some had immense strength, and some controlled strange energy, instantly turning the battlefield into a Shura field.

The sounds of gunfire, screams, and curses were intertwined, blood and flesh were flying everywhere, and the scene was extremely tragic.

Commander Zhai's face turned pale, and he shouted at the top of his lungs, "Hold on! Hold on! If these guys escape, the whole society will be plunged into chaos!"

"Your homes and your loved ones will become their victims!"

However, his words seemed pale and powerless amid the deafening shouts and cries of killing.

The military's defense line has been torn apart, the night watchmen are retreating step by step, and even the heavy weapons have been destroyed by the prisoners using various incredible methods.

"Haha! I'm free! I'm finally free!"

A prisoner roared excitedly, knocked down a night guard with a knife, and rushed towards the gate.

"Stop him!" Commander-in-Chief Zhai was furious.

Just then, Wu Hen moved.

He slid through the crowd, then with lightning speed, hugged the prisoner's thigh and shouted, "Brother, take me with you!"

The prisoner was bewildered, looking down at Wu Hen who was hugging his thigh: "You fucking..."

Wu Hen blinked and said innocently, "Brother, you see I have amazing bones and am a martial arts prodigy that only appears once in a century. Take me out and I will be your little brother!"

prisoner:"……"

Lin Qiye: “…”

The prisoner kicked Wu Hen and cursed, "Get lost! With your tiny body, you still want to follow me? Go to hell!"

Wu Hen dodged the kick nimbly and said with a playful smile: "Brother, don't be so irritable! As the saying goes, more friends, more paths. Look, I'm in prison now."

"After you get out, you must join a powerful force. Big brother, you are obviously a rare talent. I will definitely have a bright future if I follow you!"

The prisoner was amused by his words and laughed heartily:

"You're quite good at talking, but I'm not interested in taking you in as a younger brother. You'd better find a way to escape on your own!"

Wu Hen sighed and said sadly: "Alas, it seems that I can only rely on myself."

After saying that, he suddenly took out a banana from his arms, peeled it, and began to eat it slowly.

At this critical moment, two flames shot up into the sky.

Wang Luer and Fang Huiyang were like gods descending from heaven, standing in front of the army of prisoners with blazing flames.

"What the hell? Are these two guys cheating?"

Wu Hen was chewing a banana with a look of shock on his face.

The prisoners were also frightened by this sudden change. They stopped and looked at Wang Luer and Fang Huiyang in surprise and suspicion.

"It's Wang Luer and Fang Huiyang! How...how do they have the power of fire?" A prisoner recognized the two and exclaimed.

"Hmph, these two losers who were expelled from the Night's Watch dare to stop us? They really overestimate their own abilities!"

Another prisoner sneered disdainfully.

"That's right, they are no longer the Night's Watch, so they have no right to meddle in our affairs!"

"Brothers, don't be afraid of them, charge over! Kill them!"

The prisoners shouted and rushed towards Wang Luer and Fang Huiyang again.

"You scum, are you worthy enough to mention the name of the Night's Watch?"

Wang Luer roared, and the long sword in his hand burst into flames, like a fire dragon, sweeping towards the prisoners.

Fang Huiyang said nothing, and the battle axe in his hand also ignited flames. Every time he swung it, it would bring away a sea of ​​fire.

The two men were like two fire gods, neutralizing the prisoners' attacks one by one, but the number of prisoners was too large, and the two men gradually felt overwhelmed.

"Haha, these two losers are nothing special. Brothers, come on, kill them!"

At this moment, Wang Luer and Fang Huiyang suddenly stopped what they were doing, looked at each other, and a hint of determination flashed in their eyes.

"Since you want to see it, I'll let you see it..." Wang Luer sneered and tore off his prison uniform.

Wang Luer tore open the prison uniform, revealing hideous scars all over his body. Each scar looked like a memory engraved on his flesh and blood, shocking to the eyes.

"This isn't some prison uniform,"

Wang Luer's tone was icy, "This is my battle robe! It's a symbol of my glory!"

Fang Huiyang also tore open his prison uniform, revealing the same scars as Wang Luer's. He grinned.

Baring his white teeth, he said, "These aren't scars. They're medals for slaying demons! They're the glory of the Night's Watch!"

The prisoners were so shocked by this sudden change that they forgot to continue their attack for a moment.

They had never seen such a sight before. These scars were like hideous centipedes.

It crawled all over their bodies, emitting a chilling aura.

Wang Luer stood naked in the blazing flames, like a god reborn from the ashes, raising his burning arms high.

He roared at the prisoners, "How dare you, scum, run wild here? Today, I'll show you what a true Night's Watchman is!"

He rushed into the prisoners' camp in an instant like a flash of lightning. The sword in his hand was like a fire dragon. Every time he swung it, it would bring about a bloody storm.

Fang Huiyang followed closely behind, the battle axe in his hand was like the scythe of death, and every time it fell, it would take away several lives.

The prisoners were stunned by the sudden attack. They could never have imagined that these two "wastes" who were expelled from the Night Watch possessed such terrifying power.

"Kill! Kill all these night watchmen!" a prisoner shouted at the top of his lungs, trying to boost morale again.

However, his words fell on deaf ears and did not stir up any waves.

The prisoners were already intimidated by the power of Wang Luer and Fang Huiyang. Their eyes were filled with fear and they retreated one after another, not daring to take another step forward.

Wang Luer and Fang Huiyang were like two gods of death, maneuvering freely in the prisoners' camp and being invincible.

Their figures appeared particularly tall in the firelight, like two insurmountable mountains blocking the way of the prisoners.

"You all must die!" Wang Luer roared, his voice like thunder, echoing throughout the fasting center.

The prisoners at the front were so frightened by his roar that they stopped in their tracks.

Wang Luer took a deep breath, a look of determination flashed in his eyes. He turned around suddenly and rushed towards the prisoners...

"and many more,"

Wu Hen suddenly spoke, took a bite of his banana, and said vaguely, "There's something interesting to watch..."