Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

The wind and snow blew in his face, as if trying to blow away the last bit of warmth from his body.

Lin Qiye knelt in the snow, his charred fingers digging unconsciously until he touched a cold, hard object.

He dug it out with great effort. It was an emblem stained with blood and mud, engraved with the long night and a sharp sword.

Night's Watch coat of arms.

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The moment the warmth from his fingertips was transferred to the emblem, Lin Qiye's mind seemed to be struck by a bolt of lightning.

Countless broken images and countless roaring voices swept over like a tide.

"Seven Nights! Remember! The Night Watch is to guard the last ray of light for the world in the darkest night!"

A one-armed man patted his shoulder and laughed heroically.

"You little brat, why are you afraid of death? I was stabbed seventeen times, but I survived, didn't I?"

"As long as there is someone behind us, we can't retreat!"

A big man with a beard protected him behind him and faced the monstrous evil energy.

"Qiye, live on... and take our share, live on..."

A gentle woman, at the last moment of her life, stuffed the emblem into his hand and blocked the fatal blow with her body.

Zhao Kongcheng, Zhou Ping, Lu Qiu...

Familiar yet vague names, vivid yet distant faces, exploded deep in his soul.

He is not a nobody, nor an ant that can be bullied at will.

He is the night watchman of Daxia, the reserve member of the Anbu, Lin Qiye!

He remembered it, he remembered it all.

Those forgotten beliefs, dusty missions, and glory soaked in blood all returned to their places at this moment.

"Hehe...hehe..."

Lin Qiye lowered his head, his shoulders began to tremble violently, and an uncontrollable laugh came from his throat. The laughter became louder and more crazy.

He slowly raised his head, and a tearful smile spread across his face that was burned beyond recognition.

Mixed with blood and tears, it feels like both relief and endless pain.

"So... I haven't forgotten..."

In the distance, Shen Qingzhu stared intently at Lin Qiye, who was kneeling alone in the snow.

My heart felt like it was being gripped by an invisible hand, and I could hardly breathe.

The gods were right in front of him, their power was as mighty as a prison, and just standing there made his legs tremble.

Behind him were hundreds of shivering recruits.

Rush forward and die with Lin Qiye? What about the children behind him?

Stay here and protect these new recruits?

What the hell kind of man is that!

What kind of night watchman is that!

Watching your comrades die alone?

The feeling of powerlessness gnawed at his heart like a poisonous snake, his nails dug deep into his palms.

Blood dripped through his fingers onto the snow, instantly dyeing it red.

Just when he was about to be torn apart by the pain, he saw Lin Qiye stand up.

The charred figure stood straight in the wind and snow.

Then, a hoarse but extremely firm voice penetrated the wind and snow and reached everyone's ears clearly.

"I, Lin Qiye, swear hereby."

Shen Qingzhu was shocked and his pupils suddenly contracted.

This is not a charge, not a plea for mercy, and not a last word.

This is... inheritance.

The final inheritance takes place before the gods and in front of all the recruits!

"Stand up, everyone!" Shen Qingzhu suddenly turned around and roared like a beast at the group of trembling recruits behind him.

"Listen up! That's the Night's Watch's oath! If you want to live, repeat it! Show me your seeds, damn it!"

The new recruits were trembling all over by this roar. They looked at Shen Qingzhu's bloodshot eyes.

I looked at the lonely and resolute figure in the distance again. I didn't know who was the first one to stand up tremblingly.

One, two, three...

Hundreds of new recruits stood up at Shen Qingzhu's roar.

"Use your body as a shield to protect our human realm!" Lin Qiye's voice sounded again, with the determination to die together with the gods.

"Use...use your body as a shield to protect our territory..." The recruits chanted along, their voices trembling and unable to form a tune.

The god Isis, standing opposite them, watched this scene with great interest, a scornful smile on his lips.

"An ant's prayer? How pathetic."

Lin Qiye ignored her and continued shouting, "Use your body as a sword to kill all the enemies!"

"Use your body as a sword! Kill all the enemies!" This time, the recruits' voices were much louder, and their fear seemed to be replaced by something hot.

Tears and wind and snow intertwined on their tender faces. They stared at Lin Qiye's back, as if that was the only spark that could ignite the prairie in the darkness.

"As long as I am immortal, my vigil will never end!"

"I am immortal! My vigil will never end!"

Hundreds of voices converged into a torrent, uniform and resounding through the sky!

The fear in their hearts was burned away by these oaths, and was replaced by an unprecedented burning faith!

The smile on Isis's face faded slightly, she felt something was wrong.

This is no ordinary vow.

The momentum of these mortals was rising at an incredible speed.

"A final struggle? Then let this god personally extinguish this ridiculous hope of yours!"

Isis no longer waited, and moved forward.

It was at this moment that Lin Qiye roared out the last sentence of his oath.

"My soul is forever burning..."

Before he finished speaking, a thin silver needle appeared in his hand, and without hesitation, it pierced into the flesh of his heart!

Lin Qiye seemed to be unaware of the sharp pain. He suddenly raised his head and roared the forbidden words of the final chapter towards the sky:

“…The sky is stained with blood!”

In an instant, Isis's expression changed suddenly!

It was an expression of mixed disbelief and horror.

"Forbidden oath? Are you crazy?!" She screamed and rushed towards Lin Qiye desperately, "Stop!"

However, it's too late.

The moment those four words were roared out, the Night Watch emblem tightly held in Lin Qiye's hand suddenly burst out with a strange buzzing sound!

The buzzing sound was not loud, but it seemed to come from the depths of the underworld, carrying an ancient and vicissitudes of life atmosphere.

It is not vibrating the air, but resonating with the earth.

In an instant, the wind and snow in the world came to a standstill.

The whole world fell into dead silence.

Isis's forward figure suddenly stopped halfway, the horror on her face became even more intense, and she suddenly lowered her head to look at the frozen ground under Lin Qiye's feet.

It was as if deep underground, something so terrifying that even the gods trembled was slowly awakening.