Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

puff!

The sound of the sharp blade piercing flesh was so clear that it was creepy in the silent snowfield.

An Qingyu gripped the hilt of the knife and, using all his strength, thrust the dagger, which was flashing with a cold light, into Cao Yuan's chest.

The blade accurately avoided the ribs and pierced the heart along a deadly trajectory.

The warm blood instantly soaked through Cao Yuan's clothes on his chest and flowed out along the blade.

Cao Yuan's body suddenly stiffened, and the severe pain made him subconsciously want to resist.

But the muscles on his back only tensed for a moment before relaxing again.

He slowly lowered his head and looked at the bloody tip of the knife sticking out of his chest in disbelief.

There was no anger in his eyes, only confusion and bottomless sadness.

He didn't turn around, but just asked softly in an extremely hoarse voice.

"why?"

An Qingyu did not answer.

He just gripped the hilt of the knife expressionlessly, trying to push it forward an inch more to completely end the still-beating heart.

However, at this moment, something unexpected happened!

What flowed out of Cao Yuan's wound was no longer blood, but a thick and insoluble black evil spirit!

The evil spirit seemed to have life, and instantly swallowed An Qingyu's arm. An ominous flame shot up into the sky along the blade!

boom--! ! !

A thick black pillar of fire tore through the wind and snow, piercing through the sky and earth with an unmatched posture.

Burning a huge hole in the dark sky.

The terrifying pressure swept across the entire battlefield like a tsunami, and no matter whether it was humans or gods,

They all felt a tremor from the depths of their souls in the face of this power.

In the ruins, accompanied by the rising of black flames, a giant skyscraper made of pure black flames slowly stood up.

Its body was taller than the mountains, and countless thick black chains pierced through its limbs and torso.

It was as if a world-destroying beast from ancient times was imprisoned.

The giant figure raised his head, two balls of faint black fire burning in his empty eye sockets. Just a glance made the whole earth wail.

"This is..." Gaibu, the god of the earth who had been sitting steadily on the throne, stood up for the first time, his face full of surprise and doubt.

"Impossible! The Black King's consciousness has long been obliterated. How could he possibly reappear?"

There was a barely perceptible tremor in Fengshen Xiu's voice.

The sky goddess Nut and the war goddess Isis also looked horrified.

This was the first time since the war began that these four high and mighty Nine Pillar Gods had displayed such an inappropriate expression.

On the other side, seeing An Qingyu's plan succeed,

Void White Bear, Gray Sparrow and several other surviving caregivers looked at each other and made up their minds instantly.

They roared, transformed into several streams of light, and fearlessly rushed towards the goddess of war Isis who was watching the giant shadow of the Black King.

"Hold her!"

This was their only thought.

Isis didn't even look back, but just snorted coldly, raised his right foot casually, and stomped hard on the ground.

The invisible shock wave spread out with her as the center.

The Void White Bear and Gray Sparrow who were at the front didn't even have time to scream.

The huge body shattered into pieces in mid-air, turning into residual light in the sky and dissipating in the wind and snow.

With just one strike, several powerful caregivers were killed.

The entire process, from the time they launched the charge to the time they were completely wiped out, took no more than seven seconds.

These seven seconds of sacrifice are meaningless.

Despair, like an avalanche, instantly crushed the last line of defense in the hearts of all the survivors.

At the very edge of the battlefield, in front of the lonely stone tablet, Lin Qiye and Wu Hen witnessed all this.

"Fuck, such a big deal?"

The corner of Wu Hen's mouth twitched, and a rare fluctuation appeared on his calm face.

"Is Cao Yuan using himself as a sacrifice?"

Lin Qiye didn't say anything, but just stared at the towering Black King's giant figure, his fists clenched so tightly that his nails almost dug into his flesh.

"That's too late."

The shadow of Braki beside him sighed.

"Isis has solved all the problems. She, Nut, and Xio will be here soon."

"Lin Qiye, your soul is already on the verge of breaking point. If you carry my spirit again..."

"You will die. In the truest sense, your soul and spirit will be annihilated. You will die a thousand times out of ten."

Wu Hen looked at Lin Qiye, his eyes sharp as a knife: "How confident are you that you can stop them?"

Braki was silent.

Lin Qiye turned his head and nodded slowly towards Braki's shadow.

"bring it on."

His voice was calm, but his eyes were as determined as a death row prisoner walking to the execution ground.

In this silence, there is a sense of tragic grandeur, "I will go forward even if there are thousands of people against me."

Wu Hen took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind.

He said solemnly to Braki, "As for me, my soul strength should still be able to hold out for a while. I'll give some of it to you."

Braki glanced at him, and without hesitation, the entire shadow turned into a brilliant golden light.

It instantly split into two and merged into the bodies of Lin Qiye and Wu Hen at the same time.

"Uhhhhhh-!"

Lin Qiye let out a painful roar, and the golden light and the original dark divine power in his body intertwined and collided wildly.

Blood flowed from his eyes like a stream, and his body was shaking violently.

Fine bloodstains appeared on the surface of the skin, as if it would completely disintegrate like porcelain in the next second.

Wu Hen's condition was slightly better, but his face turned pale as paper in an instant.

His body swayed and he fell to one knee on the ground, using his knife to support himself against the ground. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

At this moment, the balance of the battle seemed to have tilted unnoticed.

At the same time, in the center of the battlefield, the giant shadow of the Black King moved.

It ignored other gods and took steps that covered the sky and the sun.

Every step made the earth tremble violently, and he walked straight towards Geb, the god of earth.

The thick chains wrapped around it made a loud "clattering" sound as it moved.

Then, like a black angry dragon, it tore through the air and slammed down towards the cover!

In the direction of the stone tablet, the figures of the wind god Xiu and the sky goddess Nut were almost at their limit.

It turned into two blurry afterimages and crossed the final distance.

Their fingertips gleamed with divine power, and they were less than an inch away from the stone tablet engraved with myths.

No one knows whether Lin Qiye and Wu Hen can complete the fusion before the stone tablet is touched.

No one knew whether Cao Yuan's consciousness still remained in the black flame that engulfed him.

At this critical moment, on the edge of the battlefield where no one had noticed,

An inconspicuous vortex of wind and snow was converging towards the center of this despair at a speed far beyond common sense.