Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

The moment Fang Mo turned into the alley, the hustle and bustle of the commercial street behind him seemed to be instantly blocked by an invisible barrier.

As he stepped into the depths of the alley, the dim old street lamp above his head made a crackling sound of unstable current and then went out completely.

Then, as if in some kind of chain reaction, all the light sources at the end of the alley and on the street beyond,

One by one, in a strange and heart-pounding rhythm, they went out silently.

The sticky darkness like ink swallowed up everything in an instant.

Only the faint moonlight shining through the clouds in the sky could barely outline the contours of the buildings.

The world fell into absolute silence at this moment.

Fang Mo stopped and leaned against the cold and rough wall, without any panic.

He tore a pack of disposable alcohol swabs from his pocket,

He wiped the wound on his left arm caused by the crossbow arrow quickly and skillfully. The sharp pain made him more focused.

Then he gripped the end of a bandage between his teeth and quickly wrapped his right hand around the wound.

After doing all this, he slowly exhaled a breath of foul air, his eyes as sharp as an eagle in the darkness,

He glanced warily at the empty surroundings.

The air was filled with a sweet, fishy smell mixed with rust and rotting flesh, a unique scent of "mystery".

And, there's more than one.

The biting chill did not come from the low temperature of the night, but from the ubiquitous, cold and greedy gaze.

Like a pack of hungry wolves, silently tightening their encirclement in the darkness,

And he was the only prey trapped in the center.

Fang Mo's heart sank.

He knew that the other party had planned it.

Starting from the sneak attack by the kid with the crossbow,

It was a complete trap, a killing scheme set specifically for him.

"Fang Mo!"

Just then, an urgent shout came from the alley, breaking the silence.

Three figures rushed in quickly with the faint light from the mobile phone screen.

The leader was the burly and calm Ding Chongfeng.

Following behind him were Su Yuan, who looked anxious, and Su Zhe, who looked a little nervous.

"What are you doing here!" Fang Mo's voice suddenly turned cold, and he shouted sternly, "Don't come over! Go away!"

There was no joy of reunion in his tone, only unquestionable determination.

He would rather die here than drag his friends into this vortex of certain death.

Ding Chongfeng paused and looked at Fang Mo, who looked like she was facing a great enemy. His brows instantly twisted into a shape of a "川" (Chuan).

He was a veteran of many battles and immediately sensed the malice and danger in the air around him that was almost condensed into substance.

"It's too late."

Behind him, Su Yuan's beautiful eyes, which were always a little confused, were now frighteningly clear.

She closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, as if she was perceiving the world in a way beyond her five senses.

Just two seconds later, she suddenly opened her eyes, her face turned pale as paper, and her voice trembled:

"Three in the Chi realm, four in the Chuan realm... That's not right."

"And... there's another giant creature from the Sea Realm hiding underground... in the deepest... deepest part."

"There is an indescribable terrifying aura... It's 'Infinite'!"

"What?!" Ding Chongfeng and Su Zhe exclaimed at the same time.

If the "pond" realm is just troublesome small fish,

The "Chuan" territory is a tough elite.

"Then the 'sea' realm is already a disaster that can easily destroy a small armed force.

As for the "boundless" realm... it only exists in legends and top-secret archives, representing absolute destruction and force majeure!

Ding Chongfeng's expression instantly became extremely solemn, and even a trace of cold sweat seeped out of his forehead.

He finally understood why Fang Mo reacted that way.

This is not a hunt, this is an execution!

The other party used such a terrifying lineup for only one purpose - to make Fang Mo,

And everyone related to him will completely disappear from this world.

"Did you hear me? Leave now! This is an order!"

Fang Mo's voice became increasingly cold. He stared intently at the three people at the alley entrance, the determination in his eyes almost becoming tangible.

"Ding Chongfeng, take them away! You'll only die in vain if you stay here!"

However, before he could finish his words, a sharp sound of breaking through the air burst out again from the darkness behind him!

It was still the little ghost from the "Pool" realm, hiding in the blind spot.

Once again, the poisoned crossbow arrow was shot out at a tricky angle, aiming directly at Fang Mo's back!

"Be careful!" Su Zhe screamed.

But Fang Mo seemed to have eyes on the back of his head, and just before the crossbow arrow was shot,

His body was twisted to one side as if it had no bones.

He narrowly avoided the fatal blow at an incredible angle.

With a "whoosh" sound, the crossbow arrow penetrated deeply into the wall behind him, and the tail of the arrow still made a buzzing sound.

He was well prepared! From the very beginning, he was on guard against the little devil's second sneak attack.

But this is just a beginning, a signal.

Just when Fang Mo had just steady himself, the concrete floor beneath his feet exploded without warning!

A ferocious shark-like beast made entirely of pitch-black rock suddenly rushed out from the ground.

It opened its huge mouth full of jagged sharp teeth and bit hard at Fang Mo's injured arm that had just been bandaged!

It’s the black shadow stone shark from the “sea” realm!

Its target was precise and ruthless, it was to cripple Fang Mo's left arm!

The attack was as fast as lightning, from the explosion of the ground to the approach of the giant mouth in just the blink of an eye.

Fang Mo's pupils shrank suddenly. He could hide, but the wall behind him limited his space.

Forcibly dodging will inevitably reveal a bigger flaw.

"Hmph, are you treating me like I don't exist?"

A cold snort sounded at the entrance of the alley.

Ding Chongfeng took a step forward without even making any unnecessary movements.

He just casually raised his hand and slapped the stone shark in its direction.

There was no strong wind, no loud noise, only a visible void force field that seemed to distort space itself.

Like an invisible giant's palm, it arrived first and landed firmly on the side of the black stone shark.

"boom!"

This huge "sea" realm "mystery" let out a painful cry,

He was knocked down from mid-air by this casual palm strike, and his huge body fell heavily to the ground.

A huge dent was smashed into the hard concrete floor, and countless cracks spread out like a spider web.

Ding Chongfeng slowly put down his hand, but there was no sign of relief on his face.

Instead, a helpless bitter smile appeared on his face: "Now... I can't leave even if I want to."

As he finished speaking, pairs of eyes emitting various colors of light slowly lit up in the shadows of the buildings on both sides of the street.

Low roars, the creaking sound of bones rubbing against each other, the dripping sound of mucus...all kinds of weird and terrifying sounds came from all directions.

Twisted and hideous figures emerged from the darkness.

Some are shaped like dry bones, holding huge rusty axes;

Some are like flowing mud, with faces of people swelling and breaking on them;

Others were half-human, half-spider, with eight limbs gleaming with cold light, crawling nimbly on the wall...

The aura emanating from each of the "mysterious" beings far surpassed that of the little ghost that had just attacked. They were all beings at the "Chuan" realm or above!

They were like a silent army, surrounding this long and narrow alley and its entrance completely.

All escape routes were completely blocked.

Fang Mo and the other three have become trapped beasts in this desperate cage.

"Hahaha……"

Su Zhe looked at this hellish scene, a dry laugh came out of his throat, and he teased with a crying voice,

"Brother, Yuanyuan, we've... hit the jackpot, right? This is enough to destroy a small city."

No one answered him.

There was only suffocating despair in the air.

Ding Chongfeng's expression was as solemn as iron. Su Yuan's face turned pale and he clenched his fists tightly.

Fang Mo slowly straightened his back, and the determination in his eyes was gradually replaced by a kind of madness before burning out.

Just when this dead silence, darkness and endless murderous intent reached its peak.

Sudden changes occur.

In the distance, at the end of this street that should have been plunged into eternal darkness,

A street lamp that had been extinguished long ago... suddenly lit up without any warning.

The light was not very bright, but it seemed so abrupt and dazzling in the boundless darkness.

The chill does not come from the winter night, but from the trembling deep in the soul.

The remaining warmth of the ten-yuan note seemed to be the last bit of warmth in the world, and it quickly cooled in the little beggar's hands.

The next second, he saw a scene that he would never forget in his life.

"squeak--"

A sharp, piercing sound broke the silence!

It's not just one sound, but a continuous one!

The streetlights at the end of the distant street seemed to have received some invisible instructions.

One after another, the lights suddenly lit up in a strange rhythm!

The pale light tore through the darkness, stretching the shadows of all things on the ground like ghosts with bared fangs and claws!

An indescribable eerie aura, like ink pouring out from the abyss of the underworld, instantly enveloped the entire street.

"What...what is this?!" Zhao Bowen beside Fang Mo was so shocked that he lost his voice. He felt as if his blood was about to freeze.

Fang Mo and Ding Chongfeng's reactions were even more intense!

The two of them felt as if their throats were being strangled by an invisible giant hand. Their bodies tensed and stiffened in an instant, their muscles completely petrified.

It was a fear that came from the instinct of life, like an ant looking up at the sky, unable to react except trembling!

This is no ordinary "mystery"!

This aura... is pure, overbearing, and filled with the majesty of death, as if the King of the Underworld has come to the human world in person!

At the end of the rows of pale street lamps, a tall figure wearing a loose military coat was walking towards them step by step.

He didn't walk fast, but every step seemed to be stepping on everyone's heartbeat, making them breathless.

In his hand, he held a simple straight knife, the blade was not unsheathed.

However, a sharp edge called "Death" has already emerged from its sheath, cutting through the air.

Is it an enemy?!

An enemy whose aura could completely crush them in a single encounter? !

Ding Chongfeng's forehead was bulging with veins. He tried his best to mobilize the strength in his body to resist.

But he found that the tiny power in this dark realm was as small as a candle in the wind and could be extinguished at any time!

Finished!

Just when the two were almost in despair, the figure had already walked in front of them.

"Relax."

A calm male voice sounded.

The moment the words fell, the terrifying pressure that was enough to crush a mountain receded like a tide and disappeared without a trace.

Fang Mo and Ding Chongfeng went limp all over, gasping for breath, their backs already soaked with cold sweat.

They raised their heads and saw the face of the person who came - Chen Han.

It's him? !

Fang Mo's pupils suddenly contracted, and a storm surged in his heart that was even more violent than when he was under pressure just now!

As an agent of the Kitchen God pantheon, she herself could vaguely sense the nature of similar forces.

Ordinary agents, like “channels” of divine power, are more or less unstable and imperfect.

But the Chen Han in front of him... Although the Netherworld aura on his body has been restrained, what Fang Mo just sensed was a kind of... perfection!

whole!

It is like a vast and boundless starry sky, profound and self-contained!

This is no ordinary agent of God!

This is... a complete spokesperson for the Great Xia gods walking in the human world!

"Chen...Team Leader Chen..." Ding Chongfeng's voice was dry, filled with the shock and confusion of surviving a disaster.

Chen Han ignored their shock. His eyes, which were so deep that they seemed to swallow up the light, swept across the entire audience indifferently.

His gaze first fell on the trembling "mysteries" who had lost their ability to move.

It then passed over Fang Mo, Ding Chongfeng, Zhao Bowen, and finally even stopped briefly over the heads of the young intern and the little beggar in the corner.

The moment his eyes swept over it, another change occurred!

All the "living things" present - whether they are those strange "mysterious"

Or Fang Mo and the other three, or even the frightened little beggar—above everyone's head,

A cluster of translucent, faintly dancing flames "ignited" out of thin air!

This flame has no temperature, but it seems to reflect the deepest life essence of each person.

"What's this?"

Zhao Bowen asked in a trembling voice. He could see the flames above other people's heads, and he could also feel that there seemed to be something extra above his head.

Is it vitality? Is it the strength of the soul? Or... some kind of death countdown from the underworld?!

No one can answer it.

Chen Han's eyes swept across the flames above everyone's heads.

His expression remained calm, as if he was reviewing an ordinary report.

However, when his sight finally settled on Fang Mo,

On that icy face that had never changed for thousands of years, the brows raised slightly, almost imperceptibly, and a very light nasal sound came out.

"Ok?"

This light exclamation instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Following his surprised gaze, Ding Chongfeng and Zhao Bowen subconsciously looked up and suddenly looked at the top of Fang Mo's head——