Slay the Gods: All the blood of kings must end with the sword!

"how does it feel?"

Lin Qiye asked with concern.

“Better than ever.”

Michael's eyes were dangerous.

"How much is this?"

Lin Qiye gave the middle finger.

"You!"

"Well, it seems he's not crazy."

Lin Qiye withdrew his hand and came to a conclusion.

Lin Xuan's eyes widened, and he really wanted to kick him into the sea.

"I'll try."

Michael took a step forward and put his hand on Lin Xuan's shoulder.

The mortal realm enveloped his entire body, and after a moment, he withdrew his hand, as if he was looking at a monster.

"……no problem."

"What do you feel after absorbing the nameless mist?"

An Qingyu looked excited.

“I don’t feel the need to eat.”

"They can absorb energy from the nameless mist and move freely in the gray fog without the need for silver iron plates... Can the hybrids injected with your serum also do this?"

"Probably not."

"It's a shame. If we could mass-produce beings that can absorb the Nameless Mist, there might be a chance to remove the Nameless Mist from the Earth."

After An Qingyu said this, Michael's eyes looked at Lin Xuan with something strange, as if he saw an undiscovered treasure.

Dispelling the nameless fog is also what the Holy Lord wants to do.

But at that time, the Holy Lord was suppressing the gods of the Ke family on the moon and had no spare energy to fight against the nameless fog. He could only watch it slaughter all living beings.

Michael could clearly feel the Lord's sadness.

The guy in front of me might be the hope to dispel the nameless fog.

If possible, he is willing to do his best to maintain it.

"If hybrids injected with serum aren't okay, then can those with the corresponding genes be okay?"

"?"

Lin Xuan's eyes widened and he felt a chill on his back.

"What do you want to do?"

Even Michael looked at Lin Xuan and was somewhat tempted.

Lin Qiye patted Lin Xuan's shoulder and said, "Lin Xuan, for the future of mankind, why don't you sacrifice yourself?"

"Don't even think about it."

Lin Xuan rolled his eyes and slapped Lin Qiye's claws away.

"Lin Xuan, it's time for you to find a girlfriend."

Jiang Er put his arms around An Qingyu's neck and laughed.

"Brother, come find me whenever you want."

Everyone looked at Shen Qingzhu.

Shen Qingzhu, who was smoking silently: ...

so?

"I just can't find the right one. Besides, Lao Cao doesn't have one either."

When Shen Qingzhu saw everyone looking at him, his face darkened.

"What do you think that is?"

Jiang Er's attention was drawn to an island in the distance.

Two islands appeared at the end of the horizon.

No, not two.

When they got closer, everyone finally saw the whole picture of the island.

Those were not two islands, but someone had split an island directly in half from the center.

It was a huge sword mark.

Although a long time has passed, one can still feel the sharp sword intent from it.

"It's the aura of Senior Sword Saint."

Everyone immediately recognized the owner of the sword.

In addition to this sword intent, there are traces left by three other gods on the island.

"Senior Sword Saint has been here, and he is likely being hunted."

Approaching, Lin Qiye looked at the traces left by the gods' attacks with a serious expression.

"It's also possible that the Sword Master is chasing the other three gods to kill them all."

Lin Xuan said.

"That's possible. That person created his own laws and became a god. It's not wrong to say he's the most powerful one under the Supreme God."

Michael glanced across the island.

"The direction of this trace is consistent with where we are going. Let's keep going forward."

Another day passed.

Lin Xuan never used the silver iron sheet again, but continued to absorb the nameless mist.

Michael and An Qingyu stayed by his side closely.

After realizing that Lin Xuan might be the hope to dispel the nameless fog, Michael's attitude took a 180-degree turn.

For Michael, he is willing to sacrifice everything he has if he can accomplish the unfinished work of the Holy Lord.

"arrive."

Finally, Michael spoke.

"We're here, where are we?"

Lin Qiye looked around. The surging sea water and the gray-white fog filled the sky. The scenery was still so monotonous, no different from before.

“Heaven, here we are.”

Michael saw the confusion in everyone's eyes and explained further.

"Although the coordinates of heaven are here, it is not within the space you see. To reach it, you must chant the name of our Lord and find the purest and most flawless glorious land in your heart."

"Is this the only way?"

"Yes, and only mortals and gods from heaven can enter."

An Qingyu raised his eyebrows. No wonder the other party did not ask the Great Xia God for help, but instead asked Lin Qiye.

Only mortals and their own gods can enter, and it is such a unique way of entry, the only one on the entire earth.

Michael looked at Lin Xuan, a hint of apology flashing in his eyes.

"Sorry, you are not considered a mortal and cannot enter."

Lin Xuan:......

Well, not that surprising.

Michael pointed at Lin Xuan from a distance, and the brilliant golden light of the mortal world enveloped him, and finally condensed into a divine ring on the front of his clothes.

"If you encounter danger, trigger it and it will help you resist for a while."

"Thank you."

Michael nodded, and his body suddenly grew from a blond man into a 15-meter-tall golden giant with six wings.

"I'll wait for you in heaven."

As soon as he finished speaking, a pure white light enveloped him from the inside out, and then disappeared.

Everyone looked at each other, and except Lin Xuan, they all sat down cross-legged and began to search for the pure land in their hearts.

With a flash of white light, An Qingyu disappeared first.

Then there are Lin Qiye and Jiang Er.

Only Shen Qingzhu and Lin Xuan were left sitting on the deck.

The waves hit the hull, making a loud noise, and Shen Qingzhu's heart was like the rolling waves, fluctuating.

The more he couldn't calm down, the more impatient he became, and the more impatient he became, the more he couldn't calm down.

It has become a vicious cycle.

After a long time, he opened his eyes, and the loss and irritation in his eyes flashed away.

He felt like a loser. He couldn't even calm down, so how could he catch up with Lin Xuan and the others?

Everyone in the Night Squad possesses special skills, except him...

Shen Qingzhu was just thinking about it when suddenly a fragrant chicken leg was handed to him.

"Brother, would you like some?"

Lin Xuan said as he stuffed something into his mouth.

"Don't you need to eat?"

“I don’t really need to eat to replenish my energy now, but eating food is enjoyable.”

Lin Xuan said as he took out a deck of playing cards.

"How many?"

Shen Qingzhu was silent for a while, then took the chicken leg and said, "That's fine."

……

"I don't accept it. Come again! I don't believe I can't win a single round!"

On the cruise ship, two figures were sitting opposite each other, holding their respective cards in their hands.

Lin Xuan's face was almost covered with white stripes, and the redness was visible to the naked eye.

There was no trace of cigarette on Shen Qingzhu's face. He was holding a cigarette in his mouth and looked at Lin Xuan helplessly.

"Otherwise, let's forget it."

Shen Qingzhu was also puzzled. No matter whether it was Golden Flower, Seven Kings Five Two Three, Ghost Movie, Three Kingdoms Kill, or Monopoly, as long as it had something to do with luck, Lin Xuan could not win a single game.

At first, he suspected that Lin Xuan did this on purpose to take care of his feelings.

But as the fight went on, he realized something was wrong.

I'm not trying to take care of his feelings, this guy is really unlucky.

Monopoly perfectly avoids all lucky times and steps on all unlucky events. The joker card always becomes Lin Xuan's last card, and the Three Kingdoms Kill can only draw Flash and [Lightning].

[Lightning] always kills me.

This can no longer be explained by simple luck.

He even suspected that God disliked Lin Xuan and was deliberately targeting him.

Shen Qingzhu thought about it and played the last killing card in his hand.

Then Lin Xuan's face turned ashen as he reduced his general's health to zero.

"Don't you still have so many cards?"

Lin Xuan said nothing and showed Shen Qingzhu the only four cards left in his hand.

Four [Lightning]!

The corner of Shen Qingzhu's mouth twitched.

Lin Xuan was about to fight again when he suddenly felt something and turned his head to look.

"Brother, be careful!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the space suddenly shook violently, and a huge crack appeared. The cruise ship was torn into pieces and was forced to rush into the crack.

Through the space crack, Lin Xuan saw two tall figures emitting a terrifying aura.

One of them is the Seraph Michael, who holds a huge golden sword and has six white wings on his back.

As for the other person, only his back was visible and it was not clear.

But that aura is definitely that of the Supreme God.

The moment Lin Xuan saw him, he judged that the other party should be Odin who was hiding in hell to recuperate, but was unfortunately discovered by Michael.

Around the two of them were countless broken scarlet corpses, and gray-white "snowflakes" were falling, landing on the thousands of corpses and melting in an instant.

Michael and Odin rushed away one after another and soon disappeared from Lin Xuan's sight.

Lin Xuan and Shen Qingzhu were directly sucked into the space crack and fell from a high altitude.

Shen Qingzhu raised his hand slightly, and the strong wind lifted the two of them up and slowly landed them on the ground.

Shen Qingzhu looked around.

The surroundings were full of traces of battle, the corpses were broken and covered with scars left by various weapons. Their eyes were still open at the last moment of their lives, and they died with their eyes open, as if they had experienced a great battle.

Many corpses had a pair of bat wings on their backs, and some had two pairs, but they were very rare.

Shen Qingzhu guessed that this might be a division of combat power.

"Rumor has it that before the Holy Lord sealed Cthulhu, in order to eliminate hidden dangers, he led the angels of the Holy Court in a great battle against the demons of Hell, and annihilated all the demons."

Lin Xuan's gaze was always on the grayish-white ashes falling from the sky.

Shen Qingzhu also noticed the ashes and frowned.

He sensed an uncomfortable aura from above.

With a snap of his fingers, a wall of air appeared around the two of them, keeping the ashes out.

"My subjects, you are all my subjects. Everything in the world should obey my orders!!!"

In front of the crowd, a ghost suddenly roared, and then he slammed his head to the ground.

"Why, why did you betray me? I am the king of this world!"

The two men watched him crack his head until he finally collapsed to the ground.

After a moment, the soul's shriveled head recovered and continued the previous action.

"What's going on?"

"Hell originally holds the souls of sinners, who suffer torture there for eternity."

As Lin Xuan was speaking, he saw ashes lightly falling on the soul's head.

"I am the God of this world... No, that's not right, it's not like that, I'm not a God, I'm just an angel.

They are! They are God!!!"