Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

"Performance?! Are you kidding me? I came here to..." Before Wu Hen could finish his words, he was pulled by an invisible force and instantly moved to the center of the banquet hall.

The lights came on and everyone's eyes were focused on Wu Hen.

In the magnificent hall, with elegantly dressed people and clinking glasses, the bigwigs from the divine world gathered together, but at this moment, there was complete silence.

Zeus sat on the high throne, holding the lightning scepter in one hand and the wine glass in the other, looking at Wu Hen with interest, as if he was admiring an ant that had strayed into the realm of gods.

"Interesting, really interesting." Hera covered her mouth and chuckled, but her eyes were as sharp as a hawk, as if she wanted to see through Wu Hen's soul, "Is this the mortal you mentioned who completed all the trials?"

There was a gleam of wisdom in Odin's one eye, and he nodded slightly, as if he was looking forward to Wu Hen's performance.

The gods of the East were not to be outdone. Taibai Jinxing stroked his beard and said with a smile, "My dear friend, you must perform well. This is a rare event."

The fairy Chang'e covered her lips and chuckled, her beautiful eyes sparkling with curiosity about Wu Hen.

Only Erlang Shen Yang Jian still had a gloomy face, crossed his arms, and watched all this coldly.

Wu Hen felt like a lamb that had strayed into a pack of wolves. He was under so much pressure that he was sweating coldly.

These gods and big guys are all old monsters who have lived for who knows how many years. Who knows what programs they like to watch?

If you get unhappy and kill yourself, that would be so unfair.

"System, damn it, what kind of mission is this?!" Wu Hen roared in his heart, but the system seemed to have crashed and did not respond at all.

What should I do? Should I just go for it? But what if I mess it up?

Wu Hen's brain was working rapidly, racking his brains to think of a solution.

At this moment, an idea suddenly came to him and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"My dear gods and masters, the show I'm going to bring to you today is..." Wu Hen deliberately prolonged his voice, his eyes sweeping across the crowd, finally stopping on Zeus, "An imitation show!"

"Oh? Imitation show?" Zeus became interested and raised his eyebrows. "Who are you going to imitate?"

Wu Hen took a deep breath, a cunning light flashed in his eyes, and he slowly said: "What I imitated is..."

"What I imitated was..." Wu Hen paused deliberately, and under the gaze of the crowd, he pointed at Zeus, "You, old man!"

The banquet hall was suddenly filled with silence, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone looked at Wu Hen in amazement, as if they had seen something incredible.

"Is this kid crazy? How dare he imitate Lord Zeus?!"

"It's over, it's over, he's dead this time!"

"Hera's expression has changed. It's going to be a good show!"

However, Wu Hen seemed completely oblivious to the change in the surrounding atmosphere. He simply cleared his throat, mimicking Zeus' tone and demeanor, and said solemnly, "I am Zeus, the God King. I rule over heaven and earth, and I am omnipotent!"

As he spoke, he also imitated Zeus, holding his head and chest high, and assuming an extremely majestic posture.

"Pfft!"

I don't know who couldn't help laughing first, and then the whole banquet hall was filled with laughter.

Even Hera, who is usually serious, couldn't help but chuckle.

"This kid is so interesting!"

"Hahahahaha, I'm dying of laughter, his imitation is so real!"

"Lord Zeus, you're not angry either?"

Zeus looked at Wu Hen who was "performing hard" in the crowd. Instead of getting angry, he burst into laughter. "Interesting, really interesting! You are quite courageous, boy!"

Wu Hen breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Zeus was not angry. He knew that he had made the right bet.

Just like that, Wu Hen began to tell about the various interesting things that happened to him in the process of completing the previous tasks. He described his experiences vividly in a humorous and funny way.

He imitated the roar of the three-headed dog of Hell, the roar of the Hydra, and the riddle of the Sphinx...

His imitation was so lifelike that the gods laughed and laughed. Even the usually serious Zeus and the stern Yang Jian smiled.

"This kid is such a living treasure!"

"Yeah, I haven't been this happy in a long time!"

"He completed all the trials. He's really good!"

Wu Hen successfully completed the last task and became the most dazzling presence at the dinner party. The other awakened people could only look at him with envy.

At this moment, Wu Hen, who was standing in the middle of the banquet hall, suddenly stopped talking. He looked up at the ceiling, an intriguing smile on his face...

Wu Hen stood at the highest point of the banquet hall, and the golden light shone on him, as if giving him a layer of sacred glow.

The gods raised their glasses to pay tribute to the "legend" who had completed all the trials.

At this moment, Wu Hen's name resounded throughout the entire realm of gods. He enjoyed unprecedented glory and praise, and felt that he was simply the "eternal god."

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing all tasks. Rewards: God Slayer title, a set of top-level artifacts, and VIP membership in the God Realm..."

The system's voice sounded in Wu Hen's mind, but there was no joy on his face. Instead, his brows were slightly furrowed.

He always felt that something was wrong. Was this system a little too good?

So good that it made him feel uneasy.

After the dinner, Wu Hen declined the gods' invitation to stay and returned to his residence alone.

He sat on the edge of the bed, closed his eyes, and tried to communicate with the system.

"System, come out and talk. What is your purpose?"

However, the system seemed to have disappeared and there was no response.

"Playing missing? This is not your style..." Wu Hen muttered to himself, and the uneasy feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger.

Suddenly, he felt a weak energy fluctuation coming from the corner of the room.

He suddenly opened his eyes and looked in that direction, only to see an ancient scroll lying there quietly, emitting a faint light.

Wu Hen walked over and slowly unfolded the scroll.

On the scroll, written in a language he had never seen before, was an ancient prophecy:

"When darkness descends and the world falls into chaos, a brave warrior from another world will save the world with a lost artifact in hand..."

"Lost artifact?" Wu Hen looked at the words on the scroll and thought to himself, "Could this be the target of the system's next mission?"

He had a hunch that this lost artifact was definitely not simple and there was probably a shocking secret hidden behind it.

Wu Hen put the scroll away, stood up and left the room.

He knew that a new adventure had begun...

"The entrance to the ancient ruins..." Wu Hen looked at the moss-covered stone door before him, took a deep breath, and slowly pushed it open with his hand...