Slaying God: The Agent of the Ancestral Witch, Starting with the Nine-Turn Mysterious Art

"Stealing something?"

Lin Qiye frowned, "Do you think Monkey Brother is that kind of person?"

"Don't worry about this. The conditions I offer will definitely satisfy Brother Monkey." Gu Tianchen patted his chest confidently.

Lin Qiye warned earnestly, "Brother Monkey's condition has stabilized somewhat, but his illness is still not completely cured. You must not irritate him."

"Don't worry, I understand, I understand."

Sun Wukong, wearing a torn cassock and exuding the aroma of fruit wine, appeared in front of Gu Tianchen.

Sun Wukong looked up and glanced at Gu Tianchen, "You again, kid, what do you want from me?"

"Brother Monkey, come here, I have something important to discuss with you."

Gu Tianchen mysteriously pulled Sun Wukong into his room and started a secret conversation.

After a while, Sun Wukong came out, looked at Gu Tianchen and said, "As long as you can do it, I will naturally help you with your matter."

"But if you dare to deceive me, Old Sun, about this matter..."

A hint of murderous intent flowed from Sun Wukong's eyes, which were as deep as an ancient well.

boom!

The jar of fruit wine exploded instantly, and fragments flew in all directions, spilling the fruit wine with a rich aroma all over the ground.

"Don't worry, Brother Monkey. I would never lie to you, no matter who I am." Gu Tianchen said seriously.

Sun Wukong snorted coldly, turned into a stream of light and returned to the mental hospital.

Sun Wukong's healing progress: 72%

Lin Qiye was shocked. What did Gu Tianchen say to Monkey Brother that he could increase Monkey Brother's treatment progress from 69% to 72% in one go?

This guy's treatment skills are even better than those of a black-hearted dean like me?!

Ah, bah, bah, bah, I was led astray by that guy Li Yifei. I'm not a black-hearted dean. I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense...

Lin Qiye looked at Gu Tianchen with suspicion, "What did you say to Monkey Brother?"

Gu Tianchen raised the corner of his mouth slightly, patted Lin Qiye's shoulder and said, "This is a secret."

After saying that, Gu Tianchen strode towards his room, leaving Lin Qiye standing there in a daze with a confused look on his face.

……

According to the plan, Baili Pangpang stayed in heaven to look after Cao Yuan.

Gu Tianchen and Lin Qiye sneaked into the gathering of gods' agents as gods' agents.

According to the rules, each agent of the gods can bring one follower.

Lin Qiye brought Jia Lan, and Gu Tianchen brought An Qingyu who was carrying a black coffin.

Shen Qingzhu, who never bowed his head in his life, was unwilling to be someone's follower, so he stayed on the cruise ship with He Lin from Shangxie Society to serve as a support.

Following the information provided by He Lin, the Night Squad found Notre Dame de Paris, which had lost its glory due to the erosion of fog.

In front of Notre Dame Cathedral, a god's agent, wearing a cloak and hood with the number 01 written in eye-catching red, stood at the door like a black ghost.

Lin Qiye gave Gu Tianchen a look that told him to separate, then he walked up with Galan.

At this time, under the effect of transformation magic, Lin Qiye and Jia Lan have turned into magicians with blond hair, blue eyes, and gold-rimmed glasses.

No. 01 looked at Lin Qiye and said, "Please state your identity."

"Myers, the agent of Merlin, the god of prophecy and magic, this is my assistant Alice." Lin Qiye said with a smile.

"Merlin, the god of magic?"

No. 01 looked at Lin Qiye with some surprise. After all, the English pantheon was gradually declining, and there was little news about this great magic wizard.

"I need to verify your identity." No. 01 said seriously.

"of course can."

Lin Qiye smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and released a magical aura, and a rose slowly bloomed from his palm.

The next second, the gorgeous rose turned into a white dove of peace and flew out into the fog.

No. 01 sensed the magical aura and determined that it was an agent of Merlin, the god of magic, so he gave him two cloaks and hoods.

One has the number 33 written in red letters, and the other has the number 33 written in white letters. The red number represents the agent of the god, and the white number represents the followers, for the purpose of distinguishing them.

Lin Qiye and Galan put on their cloaks and hoods and entered Notre Dame Cathedral together.

Gu Tianchen and An Qingyu hid in the dark and observed.

"Lao Yu, do you want to write everything down?" Gu Tianchen asked.

"Well, it's almost time. It's time for us to go in." An Qingyu nodded and said.

Just as Gu Tianchen and An Qingyu were disguised and preparing to enter Notre Dame Cathedral to attend the meeting of God's agents, a figure interrupted.

A burly, dark-skinned man with a fierce look walked over.

If Lina were here, she would definitely recognize his identity.

The second of the Ten Imperial Guards, Biphitus is the agent of the Egyptian sun god Ra.

"Hey, big idiot, do you understand the principle of first come first served? Can't you see we came first?" Gu Tianchen asked in English with an unhappy look on his face.

Bi Fitu's eyes turned cold as he looked at Gu Tianchen, "Are you looking for death?"

boom!

A scorching breath burst out from Bifitu, as dazzling as the sun, emitting a terrifying high temperature, and even the temperature around him began to rise suddenly.

Gu Tianchen frowned. It was such a familiar aura, as if he had seen it somewhere before...

The aura of the peak Klein Realm emanated from Bi Fitu without reservation!

Facing Bi Bitu's provocation, Gu Tianchen did not show any mercy to the other party. He flipped his hand and summoned the flaming spear Chongli to shoot the other party.

The two sides were on the verge of a fight, but were stopped by No. 01.

"If you two want to fight, go to another place and fight however you want. But don't break the rules here, unless you don't have the information you want."

Bi Fitu snorted coldly, restrained his aura first, and walked towards No. 01.

No. 01 set up a barrier to prevent Gu Tianchen from discovering their identity information.

"Please identify yourself."

No. 01 looked at Bifitu and asked.

"Biphitu, the agent of the Egyptian sun god Ra," Biphitu replied.

Number 01 frowned, "Sun God Ra? Wasn't Ra killed by the ancient fire god of Daxia?"

Bifitu said seriously, "That's right, it was the Great Xia Fire God who killed him. What does it have to do with me, the agent?"

No. 01: …

"After the death of a god, can't the god's agent attend the agent gathering?" Bifitu asked.

"Ahem...Okay, show it to me." No. 01 said.

Bifitu stretched out his hand, and a scorching fireball like the sun slowly bloomed from his palm.

No. 01 frowned, worthy of being the agent of the Supreme God. The strength currently displayed by Bifitu was the strongest among all the agents.

"Okay, go in."

No. 01 handed the hood of the cloak with the number 38 written on it to Bifitu.

Bifitu snorted coldly at Gu Tianchen who was not far away, and walked into Notre Dame Cathedral.

"It's my turn. It's my turn."

Gu Tianchen walked up excitedly.

Number 01 said, "Please identify yourself."