Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

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The golden law of the sun, like molten divine gold, flowed through Wu Xiangnan's tightly clenched hands.

Inject it madly into the hot hilt!

Every bit of strength and life in his body,

All of them were squeezed and ignited without reservation at this moment, turning into the purest fuel for slaying gods!

"Uhhhhhh!!"

Wu Xiangnan let out a suppressed roar, but it was not a roar of victory.

Rather, it was a cry of pain from someone bearing a burden unimaginable for a mortal body.

The moment his left hand came into contact with the terrifying energy of the collision between divinity and law, he could no longer bear it!

"Bang!!"

A cloud of blood mist suddenly exploded!

His entire left hand, including his forearm, instantly exploded into pieces of flesh!

The severe pain came like a tide, almost swallowing up his consciousness.

But Wu Xiangnan's eyes were clearer and colder than ever before!

The veins on his only remaining right arm were bulging and the muscles were knotted. With a fearless attitude, he poured all his strength into this final blow!

"Susanoo..."

He squeezed out the name from between his teeth, each word carrying the warmth of blood and fire.

"……die!"

The moment the words fell, the sword of Ama-Kuangyun, which was dyed pure gold by the law of the sun,

Draws a beautiful and deadly arc!

There is no earth-shattering roar, no roar of laws colliding,

There was only the slight sound of a sharp blade cutting through flesh, but it seemed to have played the most magnificent final chapter between heaven and earth!

puff!

Susanoo's eyes, filled with astonishment and disbelief, stared intently at the mortal before him.

He didn't even get to scream before his huge head soared into the sky!

The divine blood gushed out like a waterfall!

Wu Xiangnan held the sword that had begun to cool down and staggered down from the air.

With a "dong" sound, he knelt on one knee.

He inserted the Ama-no-Kume sword, the tip of which had turned bright red, into the ground in front of him to support his shaky body.

He raised his head and looked quietly at the headless body of the god. The vitality was rapidly disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He slowly closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

The pent-up anger in my heart for decades, the deep-rooted hatred,

The nightmare that had tormented him for countless days and nights vanished with the exhalation of this breath.

An unprecedented calmness enveloped his mind.

He felt relieved.

Boom——! !

Susanoo, who had lost the support of his soul, could no longer maintain his mountain-like body.

It fell from the sky with a loud bang, hitting the ground heavily and stirring up dust all over the sky.

Almost at the same time, with a muffled "bang", Wu Xiangnan's only remaining right arm exploded into a ball of bloody mist.

Having lost his arms, his body could no longer support itself and he fell backwards.

But at this moment, his body began to become transparent, as if it was about to merge into the air.

Three figures appeared behind him almost instantly and supported him.

It’s Wu Hen, Lin Qiye, and Wang Mian.

The atmosphere was so heavy that it was suffocating, and everyone's face was full of complexity.

"Cough... cough cough..." Wu Xiangnan's body became fainter and fainter. He leaned on Wu Hen's body.

There was no trace of pain on his face, instead he showed a faint smile.

He looked at the three people in front of him, and his gaze finally fell on the faces of Wu Hen and Lin Qiye.

"Thank you... I wouldn't be able to get this far without you."

His voice was very soft, but it carried an unprecedented sense of relief and pride.

"To kill a god with a mortal body... Haha, if I tell anyone about this kind of thing, I'm afraid no one will believe it."

"I...did it!"

His smile was brilliant, as if he was talking about some earth-shattering and joyful event.

Wu Hen and Lin Qiye were silent, they didn't know what to say.

Any words of comfort seem so pale and powerless at this moment.

"Wu Hen."

Wu Xiangnan's eyes softened.

"When you return to Cangnan...if they ask me,"

"Just say...just say I found a good job here, but I'm too busy to go back for the time being."

The "they" he was referring to were the few surviving members of the Night's Watch whom he had brought with him.

Wu Hen's Adam's apple rolled, and he looked at Wu Xiangnan's eyes that were full of entrustment and expectation.

Finally, he nodded heavily.

"it is good."

Just one word, but it seemed as if all the strength in the body was used up.

There was a taste of sourness and sadness in the air.

"That's good...that's good..."

Wu Xiangnan received a positive answer, as if he had put his last worry aside.

He struggled and stood up from Wu Hen's support.

His figure was as illusory as a bubble, and with every step he took, white threads of light emanated from his body.

He dragged his body, which was about to disintegrate, step by step, towards the blood-stained land not far away.

That's where his former teammates... were buried.

He just kept walking without looking back.

Finally, he stopped in front of the land and slowly squatted down.

He closed his eyes, with a hint of fatigue and a peaceful smile on his face.

It seemed like he was just tired and wanted to take a nap here.

The next second, his entire body completely transformed into white light threads flying all over the sky.

It swirls and rises in the breeze, and finally completely dissipates between heaven and earth.

Only a black cloak soaked in the blood of God and his own blood remained.

Gently, it fell on the silent land.

everything is over.

Tragic and desolate.

Lin Qiye looked at the cloak silently, his eyes red.

Wu Hen slowly stood up and watched everything with an expressionless face. No one knew what he was thinking.

In the dead silence, Wang Mian, who had been silent all the time, suddenly walked to Wu Hen's side.

He did not look at the cloak, nor at the fallen corpse of the god.

Instead, he turned his head, stared deeply at Wu Hen's profile, and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear:

"Now, it's time to talk about our business." "Boom!"

The scorching air wave pushed him back violently, and the ground beneath his feet cracked inch by inch!

He forced himself to steady himself, a surge of blood in his chest, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

But his eyes were sharper than before, like hardened steel.

"Damn, these guys are really endless." Lin Qiye spat out a mouthful of blood foam, leaning on the knife, his chest heaving violently.

Wu Hen next to him was in a slightly better condition, but his expression was equally solemn.

He wiped the dust off his face and glanced across the devastated battlefield.

He said in a deep voice: "Solving this wave doesn't mean we are safe."

"If the gates of Takama-ga-hara are not closed, these 'priests' will continue to pour out."

Wang Mian, who was standing aside, was breathing heavily and checking the Yasakani no Magatama in his hand to confirm that the artifact was not damaged in the explosion just now.

He raised his head and looked at his two brothers, his eyes carrying a heaviness that was rarely seen on other days.

"Honestly, brothers." Wang Mian suddenly spoke, his voice a little hoarse.

"Our team, 'Mask', if... I mean, if, by any chance, we all get killed here, will no one know about this?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere fell silent.

Lin Qiye grinned, trying to laugh, but it pulled the wound.

He grimaced in pain: "Damn, don't say such unlucky words, kid."

"I'm not saying anything unlucky." Wang Mian was serious for once.

"I think that someone has to remember what we did, right?"

"It can't just be like a gust of wind that blows away and disappears."

Wu Hen looked at him, then at Lin Qiye, and suddenly said, "Do you know the 'Night Watchman's Monument'?"

Lin Qiye was stunned: "I know, every base in Daxia has one."

"Only those heroes who have made unparalleled contributions to Daxia and humanity, and have sacrificed their lives, are worthy of having their names engraved on it."

"Yes." Wu Hen nodded, his tone calm but with an unquestionable power.

"When we return, we will carve the words 'Mask' onto the monument at the Night's Watch headquarters."

Wang Mian and Lin Qiye were both stunned.

"Engrave it?" Wang Mian asked subconsciously, "Isn't that..."

"We are not dead yet, I know." Wu Hen interrupted him, his eyes swept over the two of them.

"But the code name 'Masquerade' can be passed down."

"Let the new guys see that there was such a team."

"Put your head on your belt and do something earth-shattering."

"Let them know that this road has been walked by others."

His words were emotionless, but like a nail, they pierced deeply into the hearts of Lin Qiye and Wang Mian.

The anxiety and heaviness I felt before when facing life and death quietly dissipated at this moment.

What replaced it was an unprecedented sense of mission and hope.

They are not fighting for themselves, but for future generations!

"Okay!" Lin Qiye hammered the ground hard.

"That's settled! When we get back, I'll carve it myself!"

"Count me in!" Wang Mian also smiled, sweeping away his previous dejection.

"Okay, stop being sentimental here, it's important to hurry on." Wu Hen stood up and patted the dirt off his body.

"Wang Mian, take the things, we don't have much time."

"I understand!" Wang Mian held the Yasakani no Magatama tightly in his hand. The warm jade was emitting a faint halo.

"Target, Takamagahara Gate! Charge!"

Wu Hen shouted softly, and the three of them instantly turned into three afterimages.

He ran wildly towards the huge torii gate floating in the air in the distance, emitting an ominous aura!

As long as we go through there and destroy the core, we can completely close the channel connecting the two worlds!

Victory is right at hand!

However, just when they were only a kilometer away from the gate, something strange happened!

In the sky, the already enchanting second red moon suddenly burst out with a blood-red light that was a million times more dazzling than the sun!

"Oh my god! What's going on?!" Wang Mian's eyes were in great pain from the bright light, and he subconsciously raised his hands to block them.

"Be careful!" Lin Qiye also hurriedly stopped and was on guard.

The blood light covered the entire world like a tide.

A bone-deep chill and inexplicable fear instantly gripped everyone's heart.

It was as if some ancient and terrifying existence was looking at it from across endless time and space.

In the light, Wu Hen's footsteps suddenly stopped.

The reason he stopped was not because of the dazzling light,

Rather, it was because a cold, hollow, strange voice that did not belong to this world sounded without warning in the deepest part of his mind.

The voice said only three words.

"……found it."