Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

boom--!

The sound of metal colliding almost ripped the eardrums apart.

The wild beast's fangs were like two huge hammers that could break a city, smashing down with immense force.

Lin Qiye and Wu Hen both held their swords in defense.

The Demon Slayer Knife and the Poisoned Dagger made a sound of being overwhelmed the moment they came into contact.

Sparks flew everywhere, and the two huge forces pressed down on their arms until they were numb.

His knuckles cracked and his body suddenly retreated several feet before he could barely steady himself on the pile of bones.

The power of that wild beast far exceeded their imagination.

"Its bones are harder than black iron!" Wu Hen said calmly, shaking his numb wrist with a serious expression.

With just this one strike, a tiny chip appeared on the short blade he often used.

The wild beast succeeded in its attack, leaving them no chance to breathe.

It opened its bloody mouth and spewed out a thick dark green miasma.

Wherever the miasma passed, the white bones made a sizzling sound and were quickly corroded into a pool of black water.

The air was filled with a sickening stench.

The two of them immediately dodged to the sides, the miasma barely brushing past the corners of their clothes.

It fell on the ruins of the temple, and the solid stone walls melted like ice and snow.

"Don't let its saliva touch you!" Lin Qiye reminded loudly and rushed forward again.

He was agile and his Demon-Slaying Sword drew continuous flashes of light in the moonlight, trying to attack the relatively soft belly of the wild beast.

However, the blade landed on the skin covered with black keratin, leaving only a series of shallow white marks.

The wild beast felt pain and became even more violent.

It shook its head suddenly, and its long fangs swept across like sharp blades.

Lin Qiye hurriedly put away his sword to defend himself, but it was too late.

At this critical moment, a figure flashed in front of him.

Wu Hen used his left hand to block with a short blade, and in his right hand, he held the translucent "Hate" long sword.

It stabbed into the wild beast's eye socket at a tricky angle.

"Pfft!"

With a dull sound, the long sword successfully pierced through.

But there was no blood and flesh flying, the sword made of faith,

At the moment of penetration, it turned into a pure stream of warm golden light, flowing into the body of the wild beast through the wound.

“Ouch——!!!”

The wild beast no longer roared, but let out an extremely shrill wail.

Its huge body trembled violently, and the crazy murderous intent in its scarlet eyes seemed to dissipate for a moment.

Wu Hen clearly saw the laughter of the old man selling candied haws flowing on the sword.

It seemed as if the soul of the wild beast was injected into it along with the light flow.

Is this... purification?

Wu Hen's heart moved, but before he had time to think about it, the wild beast's other eye had already locked onto him, full of resentment and pain.

It ignored Lin Qiye who was attacking it, and its huge front claws, with a fishy smell, suddenly slapped towards Wu Hen!

"Wu Hen!" Lin Qiye's eyes widened with anger.

He wanted to go back to help, but was blocked by the huge body of the wild beast.

At this moment, intense anxiety and worry surged into his heart, almost swallowing him up.

At this moment, the "Night" sword in his hand suddenly hummed.

The smiling figure of the woman picking peach blossoms for her daughter became extremely clear in the sword.

A warm current flowed from the hilt of the sword into Lin Qiye's whole body.

He suddenly had an idea and stopped trying to use the Demon Slayer Sword for physical attacks.

Instead, he poured all his attention into this new sword.

"Let's... together!" He growled and threw the "Night" sword in his hand with all his might.

The translucent long sword drew a brilliant golden arc in the air.

It did not fly towards the body of the wild beast, but went straight through the huge body, as if passing through a phantom.

However, when it flew in front of Wu Hen, it suddenly burst out with brilliant light.

The light condensed into a huge, warm barrier, just blocking Wu Hen and the beast claw.

"boom!"

The beast's claws hit the light curtain, making a crisp sound like the sound of bells colliding.

The violent power was instantly dissipated, and the black blood that corroded everything,

The moment it came into contact with the golden light, it evaporated like snow in the sun.

Wu Hen only felt a gentle force supporting him and sending him back several meters, perfectly avoiding the aftermath of the attack.

He turned around and met Lin Qiye's concerned gaze.

They both understood at the same time.

This sword does not cut the flesh, but only kills evil thoughts.

This sword does not rely on strength, but only on sincerity.

Their protectiveness towards each other is the sharpest edge of this sword.

"Aye!" Wu Hen shouted without hesitation.

He put the poisoned dagger back into his waist and held the "Hate" sword with both hands.

This time, what came to his mind was no longer fighting skills.

Rather, it was all about the little things that happened since I met Lin Qiye - from our first meeting in the martial arts arena to fighting side by side at this moment.

All the tension, appreciation, worry and trust turned into power in my hands.

The same is true for Lin Qiye.

He recalled the "Night" sword and held it in his hand.

The blush on her ears had long since faded, replaced by an unprecedented clarity and determination.

The auras of the two blended perfectly at this moment.

The wild beast seemed to have sensed the fatal threat and abandoned all unnecessary movements.

Gathering the strongest miasma once again, the beast's scarlet eyes stared at the two men, ready to deliver the final blow.

But the teenagers are faster than it.

"Let me block the front for you."

"No, we're together."

Almost the same words echoed in the minds of both of them at the same time.

They looked at each other and saw the answer in each other's eyes.

The next second, the two rushed forward at the same time, their figures leaving two intersecting tracks under the moon.

There are no complicated moves, no deliberate coordination, everything happens naturally.

Lin Qiye's "Night" sword was in front, like a shield, emitting a soft light of protection.

Wu Hen's "Hate" sword was behind him, like a spear, gathering the sharp edge to destroy evil.

The two swords collided fiercely in the path of charge!

"Om-!"

The two warm golden light streams instantly merged into one, transforming into an extremely thick and pure golden light column.

In the beam of light, the old man's laughter and the woman's gentle whispers intertwined.

The sound of the Demon Suppression Division's martial arts performances and Merlin's teachings accompanied them, and all their "sincerity" and "obsession"

At this moment, it becomes a battle song that cleanses the soul.

The golden light tore through the night sky and penetrated the oncoming dark green miasma.

The wild beast's movements froze.

Its scarlet eyes reflected the unstoppable golden torrent.

The madness and violence quickly faded away, replaced by a sense of relief.

The beam of light passed through the body.

There was no explosion, no blood and flesh flying.

The huge wild beast, under the shining golden light, began to break from its head.

It dissipated inch by inch, turned into golden spots flying all over the sky, and finally returned to nothingness.

It seems as if it was formed by the resentment and darkness of this land.

Now, I am completely purified by the purest sincerity in this world.

The mountain wind blew, but the pile of bones remained, as if nothing had happened.

Lin Qiye and Wu Hen stood side by side, panting.

The light of the translucent swords in their hands dimmed a little, but they were still warm.

"We..." Wu Hen spoke, his voice a little hoarse.

"Well," Lin Qiye continued, looking sideways at him, a relieved smile on his lips.

"We did it."

Inside the hall, Merlin walked out slowly, leaning on his staff, with an approving smile on his face: "Congratulations, you have found the sword path that truly belongs to you."

And in the Nine Heavens above them, unknown to them, the face of the Sky Fox Demon King became completely gloomy.

The talisman on his fingertips had turned into powder.

"Sincerity... obsession..." He chewed on these words slowly, the fear in his eyes turning into cold murderous intent.

"What a pair of 'variables'."

He flipped his hand and took out a pitch-black fox mask and flicked it lightly.

The mask turned into a puff of black smoke and disappeared into the sky in an instant.

"Dark Demon," he said to the void, his voice as cold as ice.

“Plan ahead.”

"No matter the cost, break those two swords and crush their hearts."