Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

The night wind was howling, making Shao Pingge's windbreaker rustle.

He stood on the top of the tallest building in Shangjing City, his eyes seemed to penetrate through layers of space.

It fell on the battlefield in the distance that was turned upside down by divine light and demonic energy.

Even though they were a hundred miles apart, the devastating energy fluctuations were still clearly perceptible.

Every collision caused the steel behemoth under his feet to emit a slight hum.

"Tsk."

Shao Pingge smacked his lips lightly, his deep eyes reflecting the distant flames.

A trace of indescribable envy and desire flashed across his face.

He could clearly tell that it was Chen Han's power, fierce, fierce, and with a determination to burn everything.

"What a monster..."

He sighed softly, but his tone was not at all derogatory, but full of recognition for the strong men of the same kind.

"It hasn't been long, and we've already developed Zhurong to this level."

He slowly raised his hand.

A very light white mist emitting a chilling chill swirled and coiled around the fingertips like a living snake.

This is his forbidden place - [White Impermanence].

"My [White Impermanence] is still just one step away from reaching the legendary Divine Ruins."

He sighed deeply, the desire in his eyes becoming more intense.

"If I could step into the God's Ruins, summon souls and spirits, and command life and death, why would I be like this now, only able to watch from behind?"

This sigh contained the strength of a strong man who was at the peak of half a step.

The purest and most urgent pursuit of higher power.

In this era of revival of gods and demons and crises everywhere, any slight stagnation may mean being completely abandoned by the times.

Then, he seemed to think of something interesting.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly uncontrollably, revealing a hint of gloating.

"But that's fine too, wait until Chen Han and the other Great Xia gods return completely."

"The Forbidden Ruins rankings... I'm afraid we'll have to shuffle them all over again."

He said leisurely, imagining a department in a state of panic, and his mood suddenly brightened.

"By then, those guys in the Intelligence Department will probably lose a lot of hair again."

"Analyzing this, evaluating that, the workload has doubled, haha."

The lighthearted laughter echoed on the rooftop for a moment, then stopped abruptly.

Shao Pingge turned his gaze towards the east, where a faint pale sky was quietly spreading.

Dispersing the thick inky night sky.

Dawn is coming.

The smile on his face slowly faded, replaced by an unprecedented solemnity.

For these extraordinary people, the difference between night and day may not be much.

But for tens of millions of ordinary people in this city, dawn means the beginning of a new day.

It means that old people will be doing morning exercises on the streets and the first wisp of smoke will rise from the breakfast shops.

Hardworking office workers will squeeze into the earliest subway...

At this moment, the energy aftermath emanating from the distant battlefield, those violent and chaotic forbidden particles that are invisible to the naked eye,

It was like a deadly plague settling and accumulating in every corner of the city.

Once ordinary people come into contact with it, they will suffer a serious illness at best, or even genetic collapse and transform into irrational monsters at worst.

"We can't wait any longer." Shao Pingge's eyes narrowed and his voice was cold and decisive.

He chose not to evacuate, which would have caused a huge panic.

The resulting chaos could be even more terrifying than the energy pollution itself.

He wants to use his own way to provide an invisible umbrella of protection for this city.

He walked slowly to the edge of the rooftop, hundreds of meters above the ground, and the deep darkness seemed to swallow everything.

He didn't care at all and just sat down casually, with his legs hanging in the air, letting the strong wind blow him.

The next second, he slowly closed his eyes.

hum-

A terrifying pressure that is invisible and intangible, yet seems to be able to crush eternity and freeze souls.

With him as the center, like the softest water waves, it spread silently to the entire Shangjing City!

This power does not have earth-shattering sound and light effects, but it is more domineering than any divine light or demonic flame.

It ignores the barriers of steel and concrete and penetrates every high-rise building.

It covers every street and alley, gently and compulsively seeping into the depths of every sleeping soul.

The realm of half a step to the human ceiling is fully revealed at this moment!

In the west of the city, in an old neighborhood.

A middle-aged man who was snoring loudly suddenly trembled and the snoring stopped abruptly.

His eyes were still closed, but his brows were slightly furrowed, as if he was having an extremely real dream.

In his dream, he was in a pure white mist.

A gentle voice, yet with unquestionable majesty, rang clearly in his mind.

"Go... go to a safe place..."

This voice seemed to have some kind of magic that made him irresistible.

The next moment, the middle-aged man suddenly sat up from the bed, his eyes still closed.

His expression was as peaceful as a baby's, but his movements were extremely agile.

He got out of bed, walked barefoot to the door, opened it, and walked out.

During the entire process, not a single unnecessary sound was made.

It's not just him.

This scene was happening simultaneously in every corner of Shangjing City.

Whether it is a wealthy businessman living in a luxurious villa or a student squeezed into a cramped rental house;

Whether it is a security guard who just lay down after the night shift, or a white-collar worker who suffers from habitual insomnia... tens of millions of ordinary residents,

At this moment, everyone fell into the same grand and mysterious dream.

They all stood up and walked out of their homes in an orderly manner like precisely programmed robots.

An extremely strange and spectacular scene appeared on the street.

Thousands of people were walking around with their eyes closed, as if they were sleepwalking.

They moved forward in silence at a constant pace.

The flow of people gathers into a river, flowing in an orderly manner in the veins of the city.

The most incredible thing is their route.

They will perfectly avoid a seemingly ordinary street corner,

And there, a small area of ​​space was slightly distorted due to energy leakage.

They would also collectively avoid a park because a large number of violent forbidden particles were deposited under the park's lake.

All contaminated, potentially dangerous "mysterious" places,

They were all accurately avoided by these sleepwalking people, as if each of them had the most accurate danger map loaded in their minds.

No stampede, no noise, no panic.

An epic refuge affecting tens of millions of people, in the silence before dawn,

It was carried out efficiently and perfectly in a way that was almost miraculous.

On the rooftop, Shao Pingge still had his eyes closed. His face was slightly pale and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Obviously, "entering the dreams" of tens of millions of people at the same time and accurately controlling them is also a huge burden for him.

The morning light grew brighter, and a few golden rays of sunlight penetrated the clouds and fell on him.

His invisible forbidden ruins covered the entire steel jungle, protecting every mortal in it.

However, there are more than just cities on the vast land of Daxia.

Those remote mountains far away from modern civilization have been home to countless bizarre legends since ancient times.

They are ancient and mysterious, holding secrets that city dwellers cannot imagine.

When the first ray of true morning light pierces the last darkness like a sharp sword,

When it was sprinkled on a wild mountain far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, something that was doubly covered by the power of darkness and forbidden ruins also quietly awakened.

The evening breeze in the mountains brought a hint of coolness, blowing away the heat of the day and bringing the smoke rising from the village.

Ding Chongfeng took a deep breath, the smell mixed with the fragrance of soil and food.

It made his nerves, which had been tense for a long time, completely relax.

"Captain, look over there!"

Su Zhe suddenly lowered his voice, pointed his finger at the shadow of the nearby valley, his eyes wide open.

"Was there a dark shadow just now? Like...like a weasel standing up!"

Before he could finish his words, a slender hand pinched the soft flesh on his waist fiercely, causing him to jump up with a cry of pain.

"Su Zhe! Are you itching for trouble again?" Su Yuan gave his funny brother a cold look.

"You keep talking nonsense all day long. Can a weasel stand up and wish you a happy new year?"

"Sister! I really saw it! Just for a moment..." Su Zhe rubbed his waist aggrievedly and wanted to argue.

Ding Chongfeng couldn't help but smile as he watched the brother and sister playing.

This long-lost sense of relaxation made him feel comfortable all over.

However, this moment of tranquility was soon broken.

Fang Mo, who had been silent all this time, quietly walked aside, under the gaze of everyone,

He slowly unbuttoned the cuff of his jacket on his left arm and rolled up his sleeve little by little.

"Fang Mo? What's wrong with you?" The smile on Ding Chongfeng's face disappeared instantly, and he immediately realized that something was wrong.

As the sleeves were rolled up, three parallel claw marks suddenly appeared on Fang Mo's fair forearm!

The wound was not deep, and not even much blood was shed.

But the edges were a strange lavender color, as if they had been infected by some unknown toxin.

What was even more shocking was that an indescribable fragrance was wafting out from the wound!

The fragrance is like the orchid in the deep valley, refreshing and refreshing.

Yet, it also has a subtle sweetness, like some kind of ripe fruit, full of fatal temptation.

The air froze at this moment.

The fight between Su Zhe and Su Yuan came to an abrupt end, and the ease on their faces was replaced by astonishment and solemnity.

"When did you get hurt?"

Ding Chongfeng's voice instantly became low and sharp. He took a step forward and stood in front of Fang Mo, his eyes fixed on the wound like a hawk.

"When I was entering the mountains, I was accidentally scratched by a bush, but I didn't pay attention to it at the time..."

Fang Mo's voice was a little weak, and his face was a little paler than usual.

"Nonsense! What kind of shrub could cause such a wound!" Ding Chong

Feng shouted, and quickly took out the first aid kit from his backpack.

"Don't move, I'll take care of it for you first!"

He unscrewed the bottle cap of disinfectant, dipped the cotton swab in the solution, and was about to press it on the wound.

But just as the cotton swab was about to touch the skin, Ding Chongfeng's movements suddenly froze!

He stared at the three purple-edged claw marks, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

The strange fragrance he smelled seemed to become more vivid at close range.

It’s as if... it’s not coming from the wound, but the wound itself is “breathing”!

This isn't a wound! This is... a mark!

Almost at the same time, this strange fragrance that was difficult for ordinary people to detect emanated from Fang Mo's wound.

Riding on the evening breeze, it drifted towards the distant twilight.

It passes over villages and mountains and merges into the vast sky and earth.

To most people in the world, this breath is nothing more than a tiny noise in the wind.

However, for some "existences", it is like a beacon that suddenly lights up in the silent night.

It is a horn that penetrates the boundary between reality and illusion.

Beyond the incalculable distance, in different dimensions,

"Chess players" in different situations, almost at the same time, coincidentally,

Turn your eyes to this insignificant direction.

The prelude to the storm has quietly begun in an unknown corner.