Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Yurina's voice came through the communicator and reached the ears of Yuri Takishiro high in the sky.

It also reached the ears of everyone far away in the Daxia command room.

"Do you like this knife?"

Yurina's voice was filled with a hint of lightheartedness.

It was as if what she had just done was not to transform the entire steel sky of Japan into a weapon, but to simply give an ordinary gift.

"What's its name?"

Yuuri Takishiro lowered her head, looking at the black and gold long sword in her hand that was even bigger than her, and asked softly.

"I haven't thought about it yet."

"How about you give it a name?"

"I?"

"Yes, you come up."

"When you come back after winning, tell me what it's called."

In the command room, Baili Pangpang looked at the scene on the screen with his mouth wide open enough to fit an egg.

"No way? What time is it now?"

"There's a huge monster down there waiting to be beaten."

"These two sisters are still in the mood to talk about naming knives? Aren't they too bold?"

Wu Hen's eyes were fixed on the screen.

But her tone was calm: "This is not carelessness, this is Yurina telling her sister in her own way."

Cao Yuan nodded and sighed: "Using a country's defense system to forge a peerless magic weapon."

"And then handing it over to the family in the most relaxed tone... This kind of trust and courage is really speechless."

As they were talking, Yuuri Takishiro on the screen tightly gripped the black and gold long sword.

An unimaginable terrifying force instantly surged from the blade into her body!

Jiang Er had been staring at the data panel in front of her, and her voice suddenly rose.

With a hint of unconcealed shock, he said, "Report! I've detected that Yuuri Takishiro's energy index is climbing wildly!"

"It's already... it's already exceeded the upper limit of what existing instruments can measure! It's beyond estimation!"

"What the hell?" Baili Pangpang stood up suddenly.

"What do you mean by unpredictable? Isn't this just like using an invincibility cheat in a game?"

Lin Qiye shook his head and said in a deep voice, "This is not cheating."

"She used her own life as a vessel to carry the power that did not belong to her."

"This sword is forged from the faith and steel of all Japan. Its weight is not something that everyone can bear."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yuuri Takishiro in the sky moved.

Without any warning, her figure disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Where is the person?!" Baili Pangpang's eyes widened as he searched frantically on the screen.

"There!" An Qingyu pointed to the top of the screen.

Just above the Corpse God's head that was as huge as a mountain,

The space distorted slightly, and Yuuri Takishiro's figure suddenly appeared.

She raised the huge black and gold blade high in both hands and chopped it straight down at the head of the corpse god below!

There were no earth-shattering sounds, nor any gorgeous and dazzling light effects.

The black gold long sword was like a red-hot knife cutting into butter.

It passed silently through the center of the corpse god's head and went all the way down.

A bottomless black crack was left on its huge body.

The cracks spread from the top of the head to the waist and abdomen, and then,

The dark red divine blood gushed out from the huge wound like a waterfall bursting through a dam!

"Roar--!!!"

The delayed pain caused the corpse god to roar deafeningly.

The whole of Tokyo, no, the entire island of Japan, trembled violently at its roar.

"Oh my God..."

Baili Pangpang sat back on the chair and muttered to himself,

"That strike...directly ripped a hole through that giant! So powerful..."

"No, not enough."

Wu Hen's brows furrowed.

"Although this blow dealt a heavy blow to it, it did not damage its core."

"It's going to fight back."

As Wu Hen said, after a brief rage, the corpse god on the screen

The strange patterns on his body that looked like mountains and rivers began to emit dazzling light.

A vast and ancient power of the earth began to gather around it.

"It wants to use the power of the mountain god!" Cao Yuan immediately judged the other party's intention.

"Can't let it be used!"

He didn't need to remind her, Yuuri Takishiro in the sky knew it better than anyone else.

She didn't stop at all, and turned abruptly in the air.

The black-gold long sword in his hand dragged out a brilliant stream of light, and from bottom to top, another sword was slashed!

This knife accurately cut the place where the power was most concentrated on the chest of the corpse god.

"puff--!"

Another wound so deep that the bone could be seen appeared, and the mountain god power that the corpse god had just gathered was instantly interrupted.

The huge body staggered back two steps due to severe pain.

Every step left an abyss-like footprint on the earth.

Its life force had fallen into an extremely dangerous situation after these two cuts.

"Interrupted! She succeeded!" Jiang Er shouted excitedly.

"It worked, but..."

Lin Qiye's gaze stayed on Yuri Takibai himself.

"Her own condition began to deteriorate."

At this moment, the door of the command room was pushed open.

Zhou Ping, a young team member in charge of intelligence transmission, walked in quickly with a complicated expression.

"Captain Qiye, Mr. Wu Hen, we have urgent information."

Lin Qiye's eyes did not leave the screen, he simply uttered one word: "Speak."

"It's about Miss Jia Lan." Zhou Ping took a deep breath and reported quickly.

"Just now, Miss Jialan's vital signs suddenly dropped to an extremely low level."

"She...she has fallen into the deepest sleep."

"According to the Supreme Command, this should be... the final stage of becoming a god."

This news was like a bomb, exploding instantly in the command room.

Baili Pangpang turned around suddenly and said, "What? Jialan is going to become a god? Is this true?"

Cao Yuan's eyes were filled with emotion: "Becoming a god... is she really going to reach that point?"

An Qingyu was most concerned about safety. She immediately asked, "Is she safe now?"

"Is there any danger in this process? What do we need to do?"

"At present, although the vital signs are weak, they are very stable." Zhou Ping replied.

"There's nothing we can do now but wait."

"No one knows how long this process will take, and no one knows...what will happen when she wakes up."

The command room fell silent for a moment, and everyone's mood became extremely complicated.

In the end, it was Wu Hen who broke the silence.

He glanced at the surveillance footage in the direction of Jia Lan.

Then he turned his attention back to the brutal battle on the main screen, his voice calm, almost cold.

"Understood. Order all personnel to maintain the highest level of security. No accidents are allowed to occur."

"Now, we still have a battle to watch."

Everyone's attention was once again drawn back to the Japanese battlefield.

On the screen, Yuuri Takishiro, who had slashed twice in a row, did have problems with his condition.

She was suspended in the air, her body trembling uncontrollably, and a trace of bright red blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

Under her fair skin, fine blood vessels began to emerge like spider webs.

"Report! Yuuri Takishiro's vital signs are rapidly declining!"

Jiang Er's voice sounded again, this time full of anxiety.

"Her gene chain is showing signs of collapse! The power of that sword is backfiring on her!"

"Damn it, isn't this just hurting the enemy by a thousand and hurting yourself by eight hundred?"

Baili Pangpang was so anxious that he slapped his thigh.

"No, I think she's already lost more than eight hundred! If I hit her again, will she fall apart first?"

Wu Hen stared intently at every subtle movement of Yuuri Takibai and said slowly, "She has reached her limit."

"Her body is being torn apart by a force that she cannot fully control."

"She must deliver the final blow that decides victory before she completely collapses."

As if to confirm Wu Hen's words, Yuuri Takibai in the sky suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.

But she just wiped the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand nonchalantly, and then tightened her grip on the black gold sword in her hand again.

Her eyes are still as bright and determined as they were at the beginning.

She slowly raised her head, her eyes passing over the corpse god's angry and painful face, accurately locking onto an area on its thick neck.

There is the core hub for the flow of divine blood throughout its body, and it is also the place with the strongest defense in its body.

Likewise, it is the only key point.

The Corpse God seemed to sense her determination to kill at all costs.

It roared, and the remaining divine power in its huge body began to surge wildly, trying to make a final struggle.

The whole world was in turmoil.

"It's now! The last blow!" Baili Pangpang clenched his fists nervously.

"Hurry up! We must succeed!"

"She can do it." Lin Qiye said softly, with unquestionable certainty in his tone.

Wu Hen pursed his lips tightly. He knew better than anyone else,

The weight this blow would have to bear: "Can her body... still withstand the power of this final blow?"

High in the sky, Yuuri Takishiro took a deep breath and forced down the blood and energy surging in his lungs.

All the light on the black and gold blade seemed to be sucked in and condensed to the extreme point.

She aimed at the only intact part of the corpse god's huge neck.

I used up all the remaining strength in my body,

The whole person's body turned into a black and golden stream of light that tore through the sky and shot out.

Pfft——!

The black, smelly blood shot up into the sky like an out-of-control fountain and poured down like a torrential rain.

In the bloody rain, that hideous, huge head that once brought endless despair,

Finally, it was completely separated from its rotten body, and with a dull "bang", it fell heavily to the ground and rolled a long distance away.

At this moment, the world seemed to have pressed the mute button.

“Ha…hahaha…hahahahahahaha!”

Yuuri Takishiro could no longer hold on, his body softened, and he fell to one knee on the ground.

The long knife in his hand was deeply inserted into the ground, and he used the handle of the knife to support his shaky body.

He raised his head, looked at the corpse god that had completely lost its life, and laughed heartily, feeling like he had survived a disaster.

Won!

He really... did it!

Cut off the monster's head with your own hands!

The immense joy and pleasure of revenge swept over his entire soul, making him almost intoxicated.