Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Singer's voice seemed a little vague in the wind and snow, as if it would be torn apart by the wind at any time.

He did not answer the sharp question about the ownership of the military region.

He just slowly raised the ancient-looking brass compass in his hand.

The compass needle does not point to north or south, but spins madly on a chaotic scale.

It made a low buzzing sound, like a swarm of angry bees trapped in a cage.

"Quiet." Singer growled softly, a faint golden divine power flowing from his fingertips, lightly tapping the center of the compass.

The wild dance of the pointer subsided in an instant, and then it shook suddenly, pointing firmly to the deep snow and wind in front of their left.

It was a huge shadow area cast by the continuous snow-capped mountains. As far as the eye could see, there was only a vast expanse of white, as if it were the end of the world.

"Over there, there are abnormal fluctuations of divine power."

Singer's voice carried a hint of unquestionable authority, and his deep eyes swept over the crowd.

"The intensity... is far greater than anything we've encountered before."

"Perhaps this is the ultimate goal of our trial."

Si Xiaonan's face showed just the right amount of obedience and solemnity. She nodded slightly to show her agreement.

However, under her lowered eyelids, her eyes were like an ice-hardened blade, cold and dangerous.

The ultimate goal?

maybe.

But for her, this is also a great opportunity.

An opportunity that would allow her to break free from the shackles and take complete control of this makeshift team.

Although Singer's divine power is strange, it is not invulnerable.

And Fang Mo, who has remained silent all the time, is a chess piece that can be discarded at any time.

All she needed was a perfect opportunity, a perfect opportunity that would leave everyone speechless.

Leng Xuan stood half a step behind Si Xiaonan.

The wind and snow ruffled the black hair on his forehead, but could not blow away the murderous intent in his eyes.

His gaze passed over Singh's shoulder and briefly met Si Xiaonan's in the air.

It was a silent question, full of bloody hints: Do it now?

In just a moment, his "Cold Edge" can cut Singh's throat, and combined with Si Xiaonan's "Shadow Binding",

The other party won't even have the chance to activate his divine power.

However, Si Xiaonan shook his head almost imperceptibly.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of a humble silver earring-like ornament hanging from Singh's waist.

That is "Loki's Ear", a single-function but extremely troublesome artifact.

It can transmit the surrounding audio and divine power fluctuation data back to the monitoring center in real time.

Taking action here is tantamount to committing a crime under the noses of all the instructors.

They can't afford the price.

Leng Xuan understood her intention instantly, and the murderous intent in his eyes receded like a tide, turning into a dead silent ice pond again.

The communication between the two was so quick that no one noticed.

But the murderous intent that was suppressed to the extreme made the air around them seem to solidify, and even the flying snowflakes became heavy.

This seemingly peaceful snow valley has long since frozen all its warmth in the silent confrontation.

The team started moving again, heading in the direction of the compass needle.

Fang Mo walked at the end of the team, deliberately keeping a distance from the three people in front.

He didn't like this undercurrent atmosphere. The feeling that everyone had ulterior motives made him feel suffocated.

He just wanted to complete this damn trial, then return to the academy and continue studying the fragments of those ancient divine realms.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the swirling snow foam scraped against my face like a sharp blade, bringing a fine stinging pain.

At this moment, a strange breath came into his nostrils along with the strong wind.

It is not the coldness of snow, nor the thinness of the plateau.

It's a kind of... clear and solemn breath with a sacred feeling that cannot be desecrated.

Fang Mo's footsteps suddenly stopped, and the blood in his body seemed to freeze at this moment.

He would never mistake this kind of aura!

This is the spiritual energy of heaven!

A spiritual energy so pure that it makes people shudder, unique to the Supreme Palace of the Eastern Divine Realm!

How can it be?

This is the outskirts of Kunlun Ruins, the border between the human world and the divine realm. How could such pure heavenly spiritual energy appear here?

It's like suddenly smelling the fragrance of flowers that only exist in God's back garden in a mortal's kitchen. It's absurd and terrifying.

His heart began to beat violently, and his eyes were fixed on the snow beneath his feet.

The source of that spiritual energy seemed to come from beneath the thick snow.

He no longer hesitated, squatted down, covered his hands with a thin layer of divine power, and began to dig away the snow quickly.

Beneath the snow is ground frozen as hard as steel.

But as his divine power deepened, he touched a cold, metallic object.

Fang Mo's pupils shrank and he increased the output of his divine power.

Large areas of snow and frozen soil were opened up, and a huge,

A corner of the magic circle made entirely of bronze suddenly appeared before his eyes!

The bronze surface was covered with dizzyingly complex cloud patterns and seal characters.

Each symbol seems to contain the ultimate truth of heaven and earth, exuding an ancient and majestic aura.

Just one glance at it made his mental strength feel a huge oppression.

He staggered back two steps and continued digging along the edge of the magic circle, the waves of fear in his heart growing higher and higher.

This is not just the tip of the iceberg!

The scale of the entire magic circle was far beyond his imagination, and it might cover the entire valley!

One who should have appeared in the Lingxiao Palace of Heaven,

Why does the giant teleportation array used to protect the divine realm appear here intact?

Who has such extraordinary means to move it from the divine realm to the human world?

The secret hidden behind this made him feel a chill running down his spine.

No, this matter has gone beyond the scope of the trial.

This is no longer something that these students can handle.

Fang Mo made a prompt decision. He wanted to crush the distress signal device immediately, give up the trial, and report the situation here to the instructor!

This is more important than any trial result!

He turned around suddenly, his hand reaching for the signal device at his waist.

However, the moment he turned around, an unprecedented sense of crisis, like the scythe of the god of death, pressed against his back.

The wind stopped.

The snow stopped too.

The whole world seemed to be paused and fell into an eerie silence.

A completely unfamiliar breath, cold, sticky, full of indifference and greed for life, appeared silently behind him.

Fang Mo's body suddenly froze, unable to move even a finger.

It is a fear that comes from the instinct of life.

It was as if an antelope had encountered a tiger that had been lurking for a long time, and it could only tremble and could not react in any other way.

An invisible ice spike shot straight from his tailbone to the top of his head, chilling the blood in his body.

"Squeak... squeak..."

There was a teeth-grinding cracking sound in the snow behind him.

It seemed as if something was slowly emerging from beneath the frozen soil.

Fang Mo struggled, using all his strength to turn his stiff neck bit by bit.

He saw a man in a well-tailored black suit breaking out of the ground from the edge of the magic circle he had just dug.

The man was not stained with any dirt, and his leather shoes were shiny.

Her posture was so graceful that it seemed as if she had not emerged from the ground but had just stepped off the stage of some high society.

There was a gentle smile on the man's face.

Her golden hair was meticulously combed, and her azure eyes were like the purest gemstones.

But what was revealed in his eyes was the contempt and scrutiny as if he were looking at an ant.

He tilted his head and his eyes fell on Fang Mo.

To him, that faint fluctuation of divine power was like a firefly in the dark night, ridiculous and insignificant.

"The spiritual energy of the Eastern Heaven...it's such a sweet and nostalgic smell."

The man smiled, his voice was deep and magnetic, but every word was chilling.

"It's a pity that it happened to someone who shouldn't have appeared."

"You're too weak, so weak...that I lose interest in hunting."

The corners of his mouth slowly raised into a cruel arc, and the momentum around him surged.

The immense divine power was like an invisible mountain, pressing down heavily on Fang Mo, making it difficult for him to even breathe.

The will to fight and the murderous intent were not concealed at all.

Fang Mo stared at the other person intently, but his eyes were attracted by a small badge pinned on the collar of the man's suit.

It was a picture of a mountain with thunder and lightning on the top of the mountain.

The emblem of Mount Olympus!

Fang Mo's pupils shrank to the extreme in an instant!

This is no ordinary enemy, this is an agent of the Olympus God Realm!

How come they are here?

What does it have to do with this heavenly magic formation?

Countless thoughts exploded in his mind, and the huge fear made him break through the suppression of divine power.

He opened his mouth, just as he was about to issue the most poignant warning of his life to Singh and others in the distance—

"It's noisy."

The man still had a smile on his face, but his figure disappeared like a ghost.

The next moment, a cold palm gently pressed on Fang Mo's crown.

Time seemed to slow down immensely at this moment.

Fang Mo could see the playful murderous intent in the other person's eyes, and could feel the power coming from above his head that was enough to destroy everything.

"boom--!!!"

No screaming, no struggle.

The moment Fang Shou's crown was pressed,

The giant bronze magic circle under his feet seemed to be infused with infinite energy.

All the runes and cloud patterns burst out with dazzling golden light at the same time!

Above the snowfield, it seemed as if an invisible sun had exploded!

A terrifying torrent of spiritual energy rushed up into the sky, forming a golden pillar of light that penetrated the sky and earth, tearing a huge hole in the thick clouds.

With Fangmo as the center, the snow within a radius of several kilometers was evaporated instantly.

The earth shook and cracked violently, and the entire plateau groaned in pain under this devastating force!

This energy is not simply destructive, it is more like a beacon thrown into the silent universe, a coordinate that tears apart the barriers of the world.

It penetrates the barriers of space at a speed exceeding that of light.

Passing on to some unknown dimension, some forgotten corner.

In the unknown and distant place, there is an ancient existence that has been forgotten for a long time.

As if because of this sudden "key", he slowly opened his eyes.