Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Wu Hen felt like he had fallen into a huge rotten egg. The strong stench almost made him vomit out his overnight meal.

It was pitch dark all around, and if it weren't for the faint light emitted by the golden finger, he would have suspected that he was blind.

"This damn place stinks even more than my toilet!" Wu Hen complained, pinching his nose and taking a difficult step.

A strange power permeated the air of the Demon Abyss, constantly eroding his body and making him feel like he was walking with a mountain on his back.

"I should have brought a few packets of aromatherapy..." Wu Hen thought with a smile, and suddenly, he felt a fierce murderous aura coming from all directions.

"Who? You're sneaking around? If you have the guts, come out and fight me in a duel!" Wu Hen shouted, tightening the rune fragment in his hand. The light of the golden finger also became flickering, as if responding to the murderous aura around him.

In the darkness, pairs of scarlet eyes slowly lit up, accompanied by creepy growls, and a group of hideous demon soldiers surrounded Wu Hen from all directions.

"Tsk, a bunch of minions." Wu Hen curled his lips in disdain. Just as he was about to show off his skills, he suddenly changed his mind and raised a playful smile. "Hehe, let me play with you..."

"Come on, sit in a row and share the fruit. Today I will tell you a story. Once upon a time, there was a mountain, and in the mountain there was a temple..." Wu Hen sat down on the ground, completely ignoring the drooling demon soldiers around him, and began to tell the story by himself.

The demon soldiers were stunned by his sudden action. They looked at each other, and the weapons in their hands stopped in mid-air.

"Is this human boy frightened silly?"

"I guess they're just stalling for time, but this trick is too stupid..."

The demon soldiers were whispering to each other, completely ignoring Wu Hen.

"Speaking of which, in this temple, there lived an old monk and a young monk..." Wu Hen cleared his throat and continued telling the story, as if he was completely immersed in his own world.

Just when the demon soldiers relaxed their vigilance and were about to rush forward, Wu Hen suddenly stood up, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and a powerful force burst out from his body.

"Sorry, story time is over!"

With a loud bang, golden light spread out like a shock wave, engulfing all the surrounding demon soldiers.

When the light faded, only Wu Hen was left there, holding a shield emitting a faint golden light in his hand.

"Hehe, it's quite useful..." Wu Hen weighed the shield in his hand, a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he continued to walk towards the depths of the Demon Abyss.

"who!"

Wu Hen hummed a little tune and went deeper into the devil's abyss with sparks and lightning.

The surrounding environment became increasingly eerie, and the air was filled with a disgusting smell of blood.

"Tsk tsk, this decoration style is too gloomy!" Wu Hen complained.

As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed. The originally rugged road turned into a flat black rocky ground. Countless sharp black spikes broke out from the ground and pointed directly at Wu Hen!

"Oh my god, these days, even traps rely on sneak attacks?" Wu Hen was shocked, but quickly calmed down and raised the golden shield in his hand.

"Ding ding dang dang!" The spikes hit the shield like raindrops, but could not break through at all.

"That's it?" Wu Hen curled his lips in disdain. This shield is really powerful!

Seeing this, Satan, who was hiding in the dark, gritted his teeth in anger.

"Damn ants!"

A ball of black flame condensed in the air and transformed into the figure of Satan.

His face was ferocious and his eyes were burning with anger.

"You think you can stop me? You're overestimating yourself!"

Satan waved his hand, and the black flames turned into countless sharp blades, attacking Wu Hen in an overwhelming manner.

"Oh my god, you can't afford to play this game, right?" Wu Hen complained while dodging the attacks nimbly.

Satan's attacks became more and more fierce, and Wu Hen gradually felt a little tired.

"Hehe, are you scared?" Satan laughed triumphantly, "Be mine..."

Before he could finish his words, Satan suddenly felt a sharp pain in his back.

"what?!"

Wu Hen appeared behind him at some point, holding a dagger that was flashing with cold light in his hand.

"Sorry to disappoint you!" Wu Hen showed a "kind" smile.

Satan covered his wound and roared angrily.

At this moment, an even more powerful aura descended from the sky.

"Satan, you are becoming more and more useless!"

The golden light dissipated, and Lucifer appeared in front of Wu Hen. His face was cold and his eyes were as sharp as a knife.

"Who are you?" Wu Hen looked at the newly appeared "challenger" with interest.

Lucifer ignored Wu Hen's provocation and said coldly: "Anyone who stands in my way must die!"

"Heh." Wu Hen chuckled, a hint of fighting spirit flashing in his eyes, "What a coincidence, I thought so too!"

He slowly raised the dagger in his hand and pointed it at Lucifer...