Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Lin Qiye looked at Wu Hen standing on the edge of the mountain, frowning slightly.

He asked, "Wu Hen, how is the situation? Can you find the entrance to Takama-hara?"

The biting mountain wind blew the corners of Wu Hen's clothes. He tightly grasped the newly-made Huojin Sword in his hand.

Feeling the strange pulsation coming from the blade, it was a resonance with a distant existence.

He didn't look back, his eyes still fixed on the sky above, and replied in a steady voice, "Okay."

"This sword and Susanoo share the same origin, just like a coordinate. As long as I use enough strength to activate it,"

"We can sense the location of the Takamagahara Gate and forcibly pull it in front of us."

Yurina's face was filled with worry: "Pull it over by force? Wouldn't that be too dangerous?"

"What if we disturb the gods inside?"

Wu Hen shook his head, his tone revealing an unquestionable firmness: "We came here to look for them in the first place, it would be better if we alerted them."

"You'll never get revenge if you hide."

"This is our only chance and the most immediate one."

Wang Mian, who was standing aside, grinned and patted the weapon on his waist.

He seemed a little impatient: "I agree with Wu Hen's statement."

"Didn't we go through all this trouble just to have a chance to confront those so-called gods?"

"Call the door out sooner and start the fight sooner to save time."

Lin Qiye nodded in agreement: "Then let's get started. We will protect you."

Wu Hen took a deep breath and no longer hesitated.

He poured all his strength into the Huojin Sword in his hand.

In an instant, the ominous black and red aura on the blade surged, emitting bursts of low humming sounds.

"This sword is a calamity brought about by the gods. From now on, I will call you 'Divine Calamity'."

Wu Hen muttered to himself, as if he was giving a name to this weapon that was about to touch the gods.

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised the Divine Sword high up, with the tip of the sword pointing straight to the sky.

"Come out!"

Following his angry shout, a solid black-red beam of light suddenly shot out from the tip of the Divine Disaster Knife.

It was like a spear reaching into the sky, piercing fiercely into the empty night sky.

The sky began to shake violently, as if a huge rock had been thrown into a calm lake.

With the point where the light beam penetrated as the center, circles of space ripples visible to the naked eye spread out in all directions.

"This noise is too loud!" Wang Mian looked up at the strange sight in the sky and couldn't help but sigh.

Lin Qiye's expression became extremely serious: "The Gate of Guidance to Takama-ga-hara... is about to descend."

Under everyone's nervous gaze, the ripples in the sky became more and more violent.

A huge golden outline slowly emerged and eventually turned into a huge portal that was a hundred feet high, ancient and majestic.

The portal is engraved with intricate divine patterns, emitting a heart-pounding sacred aura.

It forms a sharp contrast with the disastrous aura of the Divine Disaster Sword.

Wu Hen looked at the door, there was no awe in his eyes, only cold murderous intent.

He could feel that on the other side of the door was where the enemy he had been thinking about day and night was.

"This is it." He said through gritted teeth.

Yurina asked nervously, "What do we do now? This door looks very sturdy. How are we going to get in?"

Wu Hen's mouth curled up into a cold smile: "The door built by the gods must be opened with the sword of killing gods."

After he finished speaking, he raised the Divine Disaster Sword in his hand again.

Just now, forcibly pulling the guiding gate had consumed a lot of his energy.

At this moment, his face was a little pale, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Wu Hen, your body..." Lin Qiye noticed his abnormality and reminded him.

"It's okay, I can still hold on." Wu Hen interrupted him.

"We only have one chance, we must seize the moment!"

He squeezed out all the remaining strength in his body without reservation, and poured it all into the Divine Disaster Sword.

The black and red aura on the blade was even stronger than before, and there was even a faint flash of lightning in it.

"Let me... open it!"

Wu Hen used all his strength, holding the knife with both hands, and chopped down at the huge golden portal from top to bottom.

A black and red blade light that was powerful enough to tear through the night sky broke away from the blade, carrying endless hatred and disaster, and crashed head-on into the Gate of Guidance.

"boom--!"

A deafening roar resounded through the sky. The moment the sword light collided with the golden gate,

A dazzling light burst out, causing everyone to subconsciously close their eyes.

A terrifying energy storm swept out from the collision point, blowing away many rocks on the top of the mountain.

"puff!"

Under the impact of the energy storm, Wu Hen could no longer hold on.

He suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood and staggered back a few steps.

He knelt on one knee and used the Divine Sword to support himself from the ground, thus preventing himself from falling.

"Wu Hen!" Yurina exclaimed and immediately rushed forward to support him.

"How are you?" Lin Qiye quickly came to his side and frowned.

"This is the backlash of the artifact's power. You're pushing yourself too hard."

Wu Hen's face was as pale as paper and his breathing became rapid, but as he looked ahead, his eyes were unusually bright.

"Ahem... look there."

Everyone followed his gaze and saw that on the huge golden door,

A crack more than one meter long appeared at the place where the knife had just hit.

The golden divine power is trying to repair the crack.

But a layer of stubborn black and red aura adhered to the edge of the crack, greatly slowing down the repair process.

"Success! The door was really cut open!" Wang Mian shouted excitedly.

Lin Qiye's expression remained solemn: "The gap is healing. We must go in immediately, otherwise it will be too late."

Yurina supported the weak Wu Hen and said worriedly, "But Wu Hen is in this state now..."

"I am fine."

Wu Hen struggled to stand up. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at the crack with a determined look.

"This injury is nothing."

"I've waited for this day for too long. Even if I die, I want to die in there."

His tone was unquestionable and full of determination to go all out.

Lin Qiye looked at him deeply, and no longer tried to persuade him. He just nodded and said, "Okay, let's go."

"That's right!" Wang Mian laughed and rushed towards the crack first.

"I'll clear the way!"

Lin Qiye followed closely behind, while Yurina carefully supported Wu Hen.

The four of them passed through the slowly shrinking space crack one after another.

The moment I passed through the crack, a completely different breath hit me in the face.

A strange blood-red full moon hangs in the sky here, dyeing the entire earth with an ominous red light.

The air was filled with a sticky and foul force, making people feel like they were immersed in a quagmire.

Every breath carries with it a chilling feeling that corrodes the soul.

"What the hell is this place? I feel sick all over."

Wang Mian frowned and stretched his body.

Yurina's face also turned pale: "This red moonlight... seems to be polluting our spirits."

Lin Qiye quickly noticed something unusual. He glanced at Wu Hen beside him.

He looked at himself again and said, "Strange, although I feel very uncomfortable."

"But that kind of pollution doesn't seem to really penetrate our bodies."

Wu Hen looked down at the Divine Disaster Knife in his hand.

At this moment, the knife was emitting a faint but tenacious black-red halo.

It enveloped the four of them, isolating the filthy red moon power from the outside world.

"It is this." Wu Hen said in surprise.

"It's the Divine Disaster Blade that's protecting us. It can resist the pollution here."

"This knife is really a treasure." Wang Mian was amazed.

“Not only can it open the door, but it can also be used as a protective shield.”

As they were talking, an overpowering smell of blood and decay drifted over on the wind.

The four of them immediately became alert and looked in the direction where the smell came from.

On the plain not far away, there stood a "mountain" made up of countless corpses.

The mountain of corpses was so high that it seemed as if the top was in sight. Countless broken limbs and arms were tangled together, forming a horrific scene like hell.

And at the top of the mountain of corpses, under the bloody moonlight, a lonely figure was sitting there quietly.

He was a tall man, even from a distance,

One can also feel the unique divine pressure emanating from him.

One of his arms was severed at the shoulder, and black energy seemed to be emanating from the wound.

But even so, he just sat there, like an insurmountable mountain, making it hard to breathe.

"It's him..." Wu Hen's pupils shrank suddenly, and the knuckles of his hand holding the knife turned white because of the force.

"Susanoo!"

Lin Qiye and Yurina also had solemn expressions on their faces.

They all knew that the man with the broken arm in front of them was the ultimate target of their journey.

He is also the god of destruction in Japanese mythology who is known for his violence.

However, after Wang Mian saw the figure on the top of the mountain of corpses,

Not only was there no fear on his face, but there was a smile full of fighting spirit.

"Finally, I found the real culprit." He moved his neck, making a crackling sound.

"A broken arm? That's perfect. It can save me some energy."

Lin Qiye immediately stopped him in a low voice: "Wang Mian, don't be impulsive! Observe the situation first, his current state is very abnormal."

Wang Mian, however, seemed not to have heard anything, picked up his weapon, and strode forward.

A heroic voice came over: "What are you observing? Since we're here, isn't it to kill him?"

"There's no need to go around in circles with this kind of thing. Just fight!"

His figure looked particularly conspicuous under the blood-red moonlight.

Wu Hen looked at Wang Mian's back as he rushed forward without caring about anything, and his heart tightened.

Just when I was about to call him, I suddenly realized that

The figure who had been sitting motionless on top of the pile of corpses seemed to have made extremely slight movements.

Lin Qiye also noticed it, and his voice instantly became extremely serious.

"Wait... He seems to have discovered us."

In the center of the area surrounded by thunder and storm,

It was as if the everlasting demon god, Susanoo, with his huge body as big as a mountain, suddenly stopped!

His hideous head twisted slowly in a posture that violated the laws of physics, making a "cracking" sound as rocks rubbed against each other.

In the darkness, two scarlet lights like lava suddenly lit up, penetrating through the heavy storm and instantly locking onto the three uninvited guests!

The next second, a divine roar that could not be made by any mortal creature turned into a destructive sonic impact and exploded!

"Roar--!"

This roar contained pure brutality and divine wrath, as if it was going to tear the entire space apart!

Following closely behind was the terrifying and incomparable pressure from the gods.

It was like billions of tons of sea water pouring down on my head, the air instantly solidified like iron, and even the light was distorted.

The three of them felt their bones groaning under the heavy burden.

It seemed as if the soul was about to be crushed into powder by this brutal force!

Under this absolute pressure that is enough to make ordinary S-level strongmen kneel down and surrender instantly, there is a confrontation, a deadly confrontation.

Every second feels like a century.

They all knew that being locked onto by an enraged True God, escape was a luxury, and there was only one way forward - a fight to the death!

A glance and the decision is made in an instant.