Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Wang Luer roared like thunder, and the sound made the eardrums of the prisoners in the front buzz, and their steps slowed down involuntarily.

This momentum is simply too awesome!

He rushed into the crowd in one step, and the long sword in his hand turned into a series of afterimages, and he knocked down the prisoners blocking his way like cutting melons and vegetables.

"Come on, little bastards! Grandpa will teach you how to be a man today!"

While Wang Luer was slashing wildly, he also did not forget to use his mouth to attack, and his taunting skills were full.

Fang Huiyang sighed helplessly upon seeing this: "Alas, it's a pity that my knife is gone, otherwise I would be able to surpass God in this wave."

Although he complained, his hands did not slow down at all.

I saw spiral energy emerging from his hands, like two invisible sharp blades, rushing through the group of prisoners.

"Rasengan Shuriken! Take it, you guys!"

He yelled the names of some chuunibyou moves while beating the prisoners around him to the ground.

The prisoners' offensive was caught off guard by this sudden counterattack, and the originally fierce charge instantly turned into a disorganized escape.

They could never have imagined that these two "wastes" who were expelled from the Night's Watch actually possessed such terrifying fighting power.

"Oh my god, what's going on? Are these two guys on drugs?"

A prisoner looked at Wang Luer and Fang Huiyang, who seemed to be possessed by the god of death, and asked in confusion.

"Don't worry about it, just run!" The other prisoner was so scared that he turned around and ran away.

Wang Luer and Fang Huiyang fought more and more bravely. They were like two human bulldozers, plowing a bloody path through the crowd of prisoners.

"Hahaha, so cool! So cool!" Wang Luer laughed loudly towards the sky, his eyes filled with excitement.

Fang Huiyang also revealed a rare smile: "Well, although there is no knife, this feels good too."

Just as the two were enjoying the killing, a cold voice suddenly came from behind: "Have you had enough fun?"

Wang Luer and Fang Huiyang stopped what they were doing at the same time and turned to look in the direction where the sound came from.

A tall figure slowly walked out from the shadows.

He had a strange smile on his face, and in his hand was a dagger emitting a cold aura...

"It looks like something exciting is about to happen." Wu Hen licked his lips, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

The commander-in-chief of the army observed the battlefield from a distance and saw Wang Luer and Fang Huiyang like two door gods.

He blocked the prisoner's attack with all his might, and his eyes lit up.

"Boy, these two guys are some good! Pass my orders, reorganize the formation, reload ammunition, and provide fire support!"

The soldiers who received the order acted quickly, and the originally chaotic formation became orderly again.

The sound of gunfire rang out again, and dense bullets rained down on the prisoners, providing strong support for Wang Luer and Fang Huiyang.

"Reporting to the commander-in-chief, the identities of these two guys have been found out."

An adjutant came hurriedly and handed over a document.

"They are former Night's Watchmen Wang Luer and Fang Huiyang. They were expelled from the Night's Watch for some reason."

The commander-in-chief took the document, glanced through it quickly, and frowned.

"Alas, what a pity for these two good seedlings."

He sighed and handed the document back to his adjutant. "Notify them and try to capture them alive. If that's not possible..."

The commander-in-chief did not continue speaking, but the adjutant already understood what he meant.

With the support of the military, the prisoners' offensive became even more difficult to advance.

They were suppressed by the dense firepower and could not raise their heads, and could only run around like headless flies.

"Damn it, there's no way to fight this battle!" A prisoner cursed and turned around and ran away.

"Want to run? It's not that easy!"

Wang Luer sneered, and with a flash of his body, he instantly appeared in front of the escaping prisoner and kicked him to the ground.

"Just stay still!"

Seeing that a frontal breakthrough was hopeless, some prisoners began to change their strategy.

They rushed towards the main door of the fasting house, trying to escape from there.

"Oh no, they are going to rush to the gate!" a soldier exclaimed.

At this moment, two figures appeared in front of the gate like ghosts, blocking the prisoners' way.

One of them was Wu Hen. He had a cynical smile on his face, and a strangely shaped weapon appeared in his hand.

"Everyone, do you want to go out and have some fun? You have to get past me first!"

The other figure was naturally Lin Qiye. He was holding a long sword, with a stern expression and a fierce murderous aura emanating from his body, as if a god of war had descended to the earth.

"Who...who are these two guys?"

A prisoner looked at Wu Hen and Lin Qiye who suddenly appeared, and felt an ominous premonition in his heart.

An Yuqing, who was trapped at the back of the crowd, narrowed his eyes, looked at the two familiar figures in front of him, and whispered, "Qiye, and... that guy..."

An Yuqing squeezed through the crowd and came to Lin Qiye and Wu Hen.

He lowered his voice and asked, "Are you two... worried about the prisoners escaping?"

Lin Qiye nodded slightly, his expression serious: "I will not release these prisoners in exchange for the opportunity to escape from prison."

Wu Hen raised his eyebrows and smiled mischievously: "Beauty, are you concerned about me?"

"Don't worry, I'm a righteous man. How could I possibly be in cahoots with these scum?"

As he spoke, he deliberately winked at An Yuqing, causing her to roll her eyes.

"System, issuing a mission! Objective: Prevent all prisoners from escaping! Reward: Another bottle of Happy Fat House Water!"

Wu Hen thought to himself that the system really lived up to everyone's expectations and issued this bizarre task.

"Alright! For my fat otaku happy water, go for it!"

Wu Hen let out a strange cry, and the strangely shaped weapon in his hand suddenly deformed into a huge mace with flashes of electric light on it.

"Taste my thundering blow!" He swung the mace and smashed it hard at the prisoner who was rushing in front.

There was a dazzling flash of lightning, and the prisoner who was hit instantly turned into charcoal, emitting an aroma of barbecue.

Seeing this, the prisoners around were so scared that they retreated and dared not get close to Wu Hen even a step.

On the other side, Wang Luer's body suddenly ignited with raging flames, and the whole person looked like the god of fire.

"Ahhh! Burn you scum!"

He swung his burning fist, knocking away the approaching prisoners one by one, leaving a sea of ​​fire wherever he passed.

"Fuck! Old Wang, are you cheating?" Fang Huiyang exclaimed as he looked at Wang Luer who was like a man of fire.

"Hehe, this is my secret weapon!" Wang Luer smiled proudly, his eyes filled with fiery fighting spirit.

He was like a whirlwind of fire, wreaking havoc among the prisoners, burning them to the point of crying for their parents.

Fang Huiyang was not to be outdone. He moved through the crowd like a phantom, with spiral energy condensed in his hands, knocking the prisoners to the ground one by one.

"Not bad, Lao Wang, your operation is very impressive!" While fighting, he did not forget to praise Wang Luer.

"Of course! Don't you see who I am?" Wang Luer laughed loudly, and the flames in his body burned even more vigorously.

Suddenly, a prisoner shouted in fear: "Stop beating us! Stop beating us! We won't fight anymore!"

Another prisoner followed suit and shouted, "We were wrong! We shouldn't have escaped!"

Wu Hen put away his mace and whistled, "Hey, you're already a coward? If you had known this would happen, why did you do it in the first place?"

He turned to look at Lin Qiye, "Brother Qiye, what should we do next?"

Lin Qiye glanced coldly at the prisoners kneeling on the ground and said slowly: "Take them..."

The prisoners saw that Wang Luer and Fang Huiyang were extremely ferocious, as if they had turned on the invincible power, and they immediately understood one thing: they couldn't afford to offend them!

Thirty-six strategies are the best strategy!

Instead of fighting with two lunatics here, it’s better to rush straight to the door!

They did what they thought and rushed towards the gate like a tide, with a clear goal and astonishing speed, without looking back at all.

"Oh my god, these guys have no moral principles!"

Just as Wang Luer was about to give chase, the ground beneath his feet suddenly cracked open, and a huge hand emerged from the ground, grabbing him tightly.

"What the hell! Are you trying to cheat?" He struggled desperately, but didn't move at all. He was so angry that he jumped up and down.

On the other side, Fang Huiyang barely avoided the forbidden ruins that fell from the sky and broke out in a cold sweat.

"Why is this thing here? It's targeting me!"

Although he avoided the attack, he was delayed and could only watch a large number of prisoners escape, feeling very crazy.

After breaking through the defenses of Wang Luer and Fang Huiyang, the prisoners' morale soared.

As if they had been injected with chicken blood, they broke through the military's defense line with unstoppable force.

The soldiers were caught off guard and their formation collapsed instantly.

"Oh my god, what's going on? Did they eat Xuanmai? They can't stop at all!"

A soldier shouted in horror.

With the gate right in front of them, the air of freedom seemed to be calling them, and the prisoners screamed with excitement.

Victory is at hand!

At this critical moment, two figures appeared in front of the gate like gods descending from heaven, blocking the way.

It was Wu Hen and Lin Qiye.

The sudden change left the prisoners stunned for a moment, and they all stopped in unison as if the pause button had been pressed.

"This...what's going on? Where did these two guys come from?"

One prisoner opened his eyes wide, his face full of disbelief.

Wu Hen grinned, revealing a devilish smile: "Surprise! Want to go out? Ask my mace first if it allows it!"

The strangely shaped weapon in his hand flashed with cold light, as if ready to devour everything at any time.

Lin Qiye had a blank expression on his face, holding a long sword, and exuding a cold murderous aura, as if the god of death had arrived.

“…” He spoke slowly, saying only one word: “Get lost.”