Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

"Oh, isn't this Lord Erlang Shen? Long time no see, how are you?" Wu Hen said as he carefully looked at Yang Jian in front of him. This guy was still as cold as ever, exuding an aura of "don't mess with me".

Yang Jian ignored Wu Hen's greetings. He stared at Wu Hen closely, his eyes full of vigilance. "Hand over the fruit, and I can pretend nothing happened."

"Oh my, Brother Yang Jian, this is not very nice of you. After all, we are acquainted with each other through fighting. Why do you start using knives and guns as soon as you meet?" Wu Hen said as he took a few steps back to put some distance between himself and Yang Jian.

"Stop talking nonsense and hand over the fruit!" Yang Jian obviously had no intention of chatting with Wu Hen. The three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand emitted a cold light, and he was obviously ready for battle.

"Since Brother Yang Jian has said so, I will have no choice but to obey." Wu Hen said, and suddenly took out an apple from his arms, took a big bite, and said incoherently while chewing, "This apple is really sweet, do you want to have a bite?"

Yang Jian was stunned when he saw the apple in Wu Hen's hand. He had originally thought that Wu Hen would take out the "Gift from the Moon Goddess", but he didn't expect it to be...

An apple?

"Are you kidding me?" There was a hint of anger in Yang Jian's voice, and he raised the three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand again.

"Oh, don't get excited, don't get excited, it's just a joke, just a joke." Wu Hen said, throwing the apple core in his hand away, and then took out the fruit emitting a faint silver light from his pocket, "Here, the fruit you want, I'll give it to you."

Yang Jian looked at the fruit in Wu Hen's hand, with a hint of doubt in his eyes. He originally thought that Wu Hen would fight to the death, but he didn't expect that he would hand over the fruit so easily.

Just when Yang Jian was hesitating whether to take the fruit, Wu Hen suddenly moved. He stuffed the fruit into his mouth with lightning speed, then pretended to be panicked, pointed at Yang Jian and shouted loudly: "How dare you, Yang Jian, snatch my fruit!"

Wu Hen suddenly began to imitate the majestic demeanor of Zeus, speaking in a hoarse voice, trying to make himself look tall and mighty, just like a puffed-up frog, "Bold Yang Jian, this fruit was originally a test given to me by the gods, how dare you snatch it!" As he spoke, he secretly winked in the direction of Zeus, trying to seek the approval of the king of gods.

Yang Jian was stunned by his sudden change of expression and clumsy imitation show. Is this guy a funny guy sent by the monkey?

While Yang Jian was stunned, Wu Hen began his performance.

I saw him making hand gestures quickly, muttering something, and all kinds of strange spells poured out from his hands.

For a moment, the garden seemed to have turned into a circus performance: a group of little monkeys in grass skirts were dancing hula happily around Yang Jian, making faces from time to time; several colorful birds surrounded Yang Jian and chirped out-of-tune songs, which were even more magical than the sound of the square dance aunties.

Yang Jian was a little flustered by these sudden "attacks". He wanted to solve them with one move, but although these spells looked funny, their power should not be underestimated. If he was not careful, he would be injured.

He could only dodge the little monkeys' "dirty hands" while waving his three-pointed, double-edged sword to drive away the noisy birds.

"Hahaha, Yang Jian, what do you think? My moves 'Monkey Catching the Moon' and 'Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix' are pretty good, right?" Wu Hen looked at Yang Jian's embarrassed look and laughed triumphantly.

However, before he could finish his laugh, he felt the air around him suddenly become heavy, and a powerful pressure descended from the sky. The smile on his face froze instantly. He turned his head with difficulty, looked at the golden light circle that appeared in front of him, and said in a trembling voice: "What, what is going on..."

The moment the golden halo appeared, an invisible force instantly imprisoned Yang Jian, as if time had stopped. He remained in the posture of wielding the three-pointed, double-edged sword and could not move.

Wu Hen was secretly happy in his heart. This golden finger was really powerful. It could even use a big move at the critical moment!

He rushed to the fruit tree and picked up the fruit that was emitting an attractive luster.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the system mission: Seize the 'Gift of the Moon Goddess'! The reward has been issued, please check it!"

A familiar system prompt sound rang in Wu Hen's ears. He suppressed his inner excitement and calmly put the fruit into his pocket.

At the dinner, Wu Hen became the undisputed focus, and the gods all cast curious glances at him.

Zeus raised his glass and said with a hearty laugh, "This warrior from the East is truly extraordinary! Come, let us toast to his courage!"

"cheers!"

The gods responded in unison, and the magnificent hall was filled with laughter.

Those awakened ones who had been eyeing Wu Hen covetously before could only hide in the corner, chewing grapes and saying sourly: "Tsk, what's so great about it? It's just better luck!"

"That's right, maybe he just got lucky and received the 'Gift from the Moon Goddess'!"

Wu Hen took all these sour remarks into his ears, but he ignored them and just raised a playful smile at the corner of his mouth.

However, just as he was about to enjoy the joy of victory, a mysterious man in black and a hood appeared silently in the shadows in the corner of the banquet hall. His deep eyes stared at Wu Hen intently, like a falcon waiting for an opportunity...