Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Wu Hen spat and cursed, "Damn it! These bastards have no moral principles and just come at me when I say so."

Lin Qiye's face was as cold as ice, without any nonsense, his voice penetrated the wind and snow,

He decisively gave the order: "Wu Hen! Contact Cao Yuan and An Qingyu immediately! Everyone, gather in front of the National Guardian Monument, at top speed!"

The moment the order was given, Wu Hen's figure disappeared from the spot.

In just a few seconds, two completely different auras rushed over from the distant sky and merged with Lin Qiye and Wu Hen.

Cao Yuan held a spear in his hand, his face as solemn as a mountain.

An Qingyu followed closely behind, with a cold look in his eyes and a peculiarly shaped short knife in his hand.

"Qi Ye, what's the situation?" Cao Yuan asked in a deep voice.

"How is it? The sky is about to fall, what do you say?"

Lin Qiye replied unhappily, then waved his hand, "No time to explain, get on the cloud!"

A golden cloud appeared out of nowhere, and the four of them stepped onto it.

It transformed into a golden streak of light that tore through the sky, and rushed towards the center of the northernmost snowfield, the national monument that had stood for a thousand years!

The new recruits stationed at the Divine Monument defense line had already been frightened out of their wits by the strange vision in the sky.

Many people couldn't even stand steadily, with despair written all over their faces.

They knew that the gods had come.

How can a mortal body compete with a god?

Just as despair spread, a golden light fell from the sky like a meteor.

It crashed down in front of the national monument, stirring up snow dust all over the sky!

The snow and fog dissipated, and four figures stood there straight, like four sharp swords piercing the earth.

With his back to all the shivering recruits, he faced the sky shrouded in dark green light.

It's Lin Qiye! It's Team Nightfall!

The recruits' hearts trembled violently, and their wills that had been crushed by fear miraculously ignited a faint flame.

Above the sky, four huge phantoms of gods slowly descended.

Their eyes were filled with contempt and mockery, as if they were looking down at a group of ants about to be crushed.

"Oh? Here come a few more fearless bugs."

One of the gods spoke, his voice like thunder, shaking the earth.

"Bugs?" Lin Qiye raised his head, a scoundrel sneer on his lips.

"Just don't cry and call me daddy later."

Another god seemed enraged and snorted coldly, "Arrogant! You four alone think you can stop the divine punishment?"

"Four?" Lin Qiye seemed to have heard a huge joke.

"Who told you there were only four of us?"

Before he finished speaking, the space behind Lin Qiye began to twist violently, and six deep and terrifying auras gushed out from it!

The first figure, holding a blood-stained kitchen knife, was the butcher.

The second figure, wearing a white coat and with a crazy glint in his eyes, was a doctor.

The third figure, carrying a huge cross, exudes a mixture of sacredness and weirdness. He is a priest.

The mystery of the six "Klein" realms, six caregiver-level beings that only exist in legends,

They lined up in an orderly manner behind Lin Qiye, standing shoulder to shoulder with him, facing the four gods in the sky!

In an instant, a murderous aura condensed in the wind and snow, as if building an insurmountable line of defense between mortals and gods!

The grim smiles on the faces of the four gods in the sky froze.

They could feel that each of these six guys who suddenly appeared possessed extremely terrifying power.

Although they are still far inferior to real gods, their numerical advantage is enough to pose a threat to them.

"Interesting... Really interesting."

The god who spoke first nodded slowly, and the playfulness in his eyes turned into a murderous intent.

"You think you can stop us with these cobbled-together monsters? How naive!"

Lin Qiye didn't say anything else. In the depths of his eyes, a faint light flashed, which no one could detect.

His consciousness had quietly sunk into the mental hospital where countless gods were imprisoned.

He needs more power.

Seeing that this group of ants dared to resist, the four gods completely lost their patience. They grinned and slowly raised their hands at the same time.

The divine power to destroy the world began to gather, ready to crush everything below into dust.

At that moment, the blizzard that swept across the sky and the earth suddenly stopped!

Time seemed to have been paused at this moment.

Cao Yuan tightened the spear in his hand and turned his head to look at Lin Qiye.

His voice was hoarse but firm: "Qiye, are you ready? The worst that can happen is that we die together."

"Death?" Lin Qiye's eyes were still fixed on the sky. "It's still a little early."

"Well, let's go together." An Qingyu said softly. She silently took a step closer to Cao Yuan, as if seeking the final support.

In this dead silence, An Qingyu held Cao Yuan's hand behind his back.

She slid down quietly, and her fingertips touched the end of the hilt at his waist with coldness.