Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Lin Qiye and Wu Hen's pupils suddenly contracted, and that breath made the blood in their bodies seem to solidify.

The voice of Queen Mother of the West rang in their minds, without any emotion, as if she was narrating a history that had nothing to do with her.

"How do you think Egypt's City of the Sun was destroyed?"

Lin Qiye and Wu Hen looked at each other without saying anything.

This incident is an eternal pain in their hearts, and the Night Watchmen of Daxia paid a heavy price.

Only then did they manage to preserve the core strength in that catastrophe.

"It's civil unrest."

Wu Hen calmly replied that he was a time traveler and remembered the context of these historical nodes better than anyone else.

"The power of the sun god Ra fell, and the dark god Apophis took advantage of the situation, triggering conflicts within their pantheon."

"Take advantage of the opportunity?" There was a hint of barely perceptible mockery in the Queen Mother's voice.

"There aren't so many coincidences in this world."

"Apophis was able to incite the gods so smoothly because we gave him a fire. A fire that was enough to burn down the entire pantheon."

Lin Qiye's heart sank suddenly.

Wu Hen's expression instantly turned ugly. "You...interfered in the civil war of the Egyptian pantheon?"

"Interfere?"

The Queen Mother of the West's voice remained indifferent.

"From beginning to end, we are all chess players."

"Every move of a chess piece, every outbreak of conflict, is under our watch."

"The destruction of Sun City was not an accident, it was planned."

"What about Asgard?"

Lin Qiye's voice was a little hoarse.

"Odin leading the Valhalla to invade China, is this also part of your plan?"

"Odin is an arrogant fool, but he's not stupid enough to come and confront us."

"He dared to come because we deliberately showed him our weakness."

The words of the Queen Mother of the West were like a heavy hammer, hitting the hearts of the two people.

"We even helped him clear the obstacles on his way, allowing him to devote all his forces to this land without any worries."

Wu Hen's brain was working rapidly, and a terrifying guess took shape in his mind, making him shudder.

"You...want to catch them all in one fell swoop?"

"No," Queen Mother of the West denied this statement, and then said in an even more frightening tone,

"I want to keep them here forever."

"The unrest in Egypt and the invasion of Asgard all serve one purpose... to clear the area."

Clearance.

What an understatement.

But behind these two words are the sacrifices of countless Night's Watchmen, mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and scorched earth stretching for thousands of kilometers.

Lin Qiye's fists clenched unconsciously, his nails digging deep into his palms.

"Those sacrificed Night's Watchmen..." His voice trembled.

"Zhou Ping, Wang Mian, Lu Qiu, Chen Muye... What do they count for in your plan?"

"Chess piece." Queen Mother Xi's answer was cold and cruel without the slightest hesitation.

"This is the price that must be paid for ultimate victory."

"They are heroes of Daxia, but they are also pawns that must be sacrificed in this game."

Lin Qiye's body swayed, and Wu Hen immediately reached out to support him.

Wu Hen's face was equally pale, but he was able to keep his mind calmer than Lin Qiye.

He stared into space and asked word by word, "What is your ultimate goal?"

Queen Mother of the West was silent for a moment.

"I want the national monument."

Before Queen Mother Xi could answer, Lin Qiye spoke again, his voice hoarse and firm.

"Tell me, where is it?"

The Queen Mother of the West did not answer his question. Instead, she seemed to see through their hearts and sighed.

"I know you can't accept it."

"But when you stand at our level, you will understand that for the continuation of the race, any emotion is unnecessary."

"God doesn't need emotions."

As soon as he finished speaking, a divine light shot out from the void, casting a blurry picture in the blizzard in front of them.

In the snowy sky, a corner of a dark stone tablet,

It is stubbornly emerging from the thick snow, like a dormant ancient ferocious beast.

The picture flashed by.

Immediately afterwards, the terrifying aura that enveloped the heaven and earth, along with the Queen Mother of the West's presence, disappeared without a trace.

As if she had never appeared.

Between heaven and earth, there was only the howling blizzard and deathly silence.

Lin Qiye and Wu Hen stood there for a long time without moving.

"Let's go." Wu Hen patted Lin Qiye's shoulder, "We have to go back."

Lin Qiye nodded silently, and the two of them turned around and walked back in the direction they came from, one step deep and one step shallow.

The wind and snow hurt my face like a knife.

But Lin Qiye couldn't feel it.

Scenes kept flashing in his mind.

Zhou Ping detonated the bomb among the zombies, grinning at him.

Wang Mian stood in front of him, and when the divine power pierced his chest, his eyes contained the final instructions.

Lu Qiu and Chen Muye, the two guys who were always bickering, fought side by side at the last moment and turned into charred figures.

The look in their eyes before they died was so resolute, so...unwavering.

They are heroes.

They are also... pawns.

An indescribable sense of guilt and confusion, like the snow water from the Kunlun Mountains, seeped into his every limb and chilled him to the bone.

Why did he become a Night's Watchman?

Why is he standing here?

Is it for the protection of the people? Is it for the lights of Daxia?

A scene of a rainy night suddenly exploded in his mind.

The weak boy who couldn't even hold a knife, in order to protect the small noodle shop behind him,

In order to protect his aunt and A Jin inside, he swung his sword for the first time and slashed at the hideous ghost-faced man.

There was also the expectation of Captain Zhao Kongcheng when he handed him the Night's Watch's coat of arms before his death.

So...that's how it is.

He never embarked on this path for some damned righteous cause.

He just wanted to protect the people around him and fulfill other people's last wishes.

That's it.

This realization was like a thunderclap, exploding deep in his soul.

Lin Qiye slipped and stumbled and fell in the snow.

A black metal emblem slipped out of his arms and fell to the snow with a dull sound.

With trembling hands, he picked up the emblem that was warmed by his body temperature.

Turning to the back, there are four lines of small words engraved on it.

Guard the lights of the world and protect Daxia for eternity.

I will face death without regrets, only this heart is clear.

Lin Qiye looked at these lines of words, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up into an extremely bitter arc.

He whispered, as if talking to himself, or as if talking to the wind and snow.

"I... am so selfish..."

The sound was so light that it was instantly torn apart by the strong wind and dissipated in the vast snowfield.

He supported himself on the ground, slowly stood up, put the emblem back into his arms, then took a step forward and continued walking forward.

On the snow, a series of footprints were left, gradually moving away.

Each step is heavier than the previous one.

Wu Hen followed him silently without saying a word.

The wind and snow seemed to be getting stronger, and the sky and the earth were covered in white, with no other colors visible.

Suddenly, Lin Qiye, who was walking in front, stopped.

Wu Hen also stopped vigilantly and listened attentively.

There seemed to be some other sounds mixed in with the sound of the wind.

It was a very regular, crunching sound of stepping on the snow.

Although weak, it was moving firmly towards them, approaching little by little.