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

"Damn it, why can't I get rid of it!"

In the pale mist, a black afterimage passed over the red earth.

Lucifer gritted his teeth. His clothes were torn and bloody. Half of his body was cut off. His wings were one on the left and two on the right, and they were not even symmetrical.

Extremely embarrassed.

The black and white sword energy flew past Lucifer's cheek.

"Daxia, you can't just come and go as you please. Leave your life behind."

The black and white sword energy drew a circle around Lucifer, and the ground became his prison.

Two figures were approaching behind him, but Lucifer suddenly smiled.

"That may not be the case. Why do you think I came here?" As soon as he finished speaking, a ball of black flame emerged from Lucifer's heart.

The space jumped violently with the flames, and there was a crackling sound.

It was like the space had opened its bloody mouth, or like a bloody door.

Lucifer's eyes flashed with ecstasy. Sure enough, hell was still there.

Just by opening a space crack at the edge of hell, an extremely strong smell of blood hits you in the face.

What puzzled him a little was that he had clearly used the remaining source of hell in his body to open a gap. Logically speaking, the source of hell should respond to him.

Perhaps it was because I had been away for too long that the origin of hell had become silent.

Lucifer didn't think about it.

He stepped into the crack and disappeared.

Lucifer walked in hell, his expression becoming increasingly solemn.

He still remembered that there had been a war between the gods of heaven and hell, and hell was covered with corpses.

But now, there is not a single body.

It was so quiet and empty, and it felt wrong.

But as he climbed over a cliff, the scenery before him shocked him.

It was a mountain made of corpses, and dark red blood gathered into a lake at the foot of the mountain.

The mountain almost touched the blood-red sky.

The facial expressions on the corpses showed fanaticism, but more often, fear.

It was as if at the moment before death, he saw a horrifying scene that he could hardly understand.

On the top of the mountain, a figure sat on a corpse with his back to him, looking at the red earth in the distance.

Lucifer's eyes slowly widened, and he felt the breath of the origin of hell from the other person's body.

He and the Origin of Hell have a mutually beneficial relationship. There was a time when he even had to be on guard against the Origin of Hell stabbing him in the back all the time.

But the person in front of him had actually become one with the origin of hell.

The other party has eaten the origin of hell. Who is he?

I thought I could use the origin of hell to recover myself, but I never thought that the origin of hell would be swallowed up!

Lucifer wanted to run away, but encountering such a being at the end of his strength was a disaster rather than a blessing.

But it's too late.

The man seemed to notice something and turned around.

Three pairs of grey wings spread out, but what impressed people most were the dark purple eyes, like amethyst, breathtakingly beautiful.

Under the gaze of those eyes, it seemed that all tricks could be exposed.

The man held a cigarette in his mouth and raised his eyebrows.

"There's still one? I haven't killed them all yet? No, there's still the essence of hell left in your body. What kind of person are you..."

The other party seemed to have not spoken for a long time, and started chattering as soon as he got the chance.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter, just kill him."

His tone was as if he was discussing what to eat for lunch today, and he didn't care about Lucifer at all.

Lucifer spread his wings and stumbled to escape, but was blocked by an invisible wall of air.

He gritted his teeth, held the black sword in his hand, and slashed at the man.

But when the long sword came within ten meters of the opponent, it could not advance even an inch.

"What are you!"

Lucifer was horrified.

The man didn't reply. He just took the cigarette and put the index finger of his other hand to his lips.

"Hush - be quiet."

Lucifer turned into a blood mist and drifted all over the sky.

The man said this, and the world fell silent, as if it were the advice of a god.

If someone were here, they would definitely be shocked.

A supreme being died so suddenly without even a decent resistance.

"What are you thinking of hiding the source of hell in your heart?"

Shen Qingzhu shook his head. He controlled the origin of hell. There was still some origin of hell in the opponent's body. He could control the air in the opponent's body through the origin of hell. Even a god could not withstand the sudden increase in body pressure and exploded from the inside out.

"This should be the last one. The Yellow Crane Tower is almost finished. It's time to go out," Shen Qingzhu muttered.

Just yesterday, he finally slaughtered all the creatures in hell. The one that came now should be the last one that escaped.

I don’t know what happened to Lin Xuan and the others.

Shen Qingzhu thought so.

He took one last look at hell, then took a step forward without hesitation and crossed the space directly.

Shen Qingzhu stood on the vast land, looking at the fog around him, and suddenly froze.

How do I get back?

At this moment, a familiar sword intent streaked across the sky.

Shen Qingzhu looked up suddenly and saw Zhou Ping and Jiang Er crossing the fog.

Zhou Ping and Jiang Er both noticed each other. Due to the distance between them, Zhou Ping couldn't see the other person's face clearly, but he still stopped.

Although the other party's aura was very dangerous and evil, he did not sense any malice from him.

On the contrary, it feels very close.

Somewhat strange.

With his wings flashing, Shen Qingzhu came close to the two of them almost in the blink of an eye.

Zhou Ping was initially shocked by the other party's speed, but when he saw the other party's appearance clearly, his jaw dropped to the ground.

"Qingzhu, you came out of hell!" Jiang Er said in surprise.

Shen Qingzhu nodded and bowed to Zhou Ping, "Teacher."

Zhou Ping blinked and finally came to his senses.

He had heard Lin Qiye and others mention Shen Qingzhu and knew that he had been in hell.

Zhou Ping took a step forward and patted Shen Qingzhu on the shoulder excitedly. He wanted to say something but didn't know where to start.

After holding it in for a long while, he finally blurted out, "I'm glad you're back!"

Shen Qingzhu looked at Jiang Er, "What happened after I left? Why isn't Qingyu with you?"

He noticed that Jiang Er's mood became noticeably depressed after he asked this question, and his heart sank immediately.

"Things are a bit complicated, let's talk as we walk," Zhou Ping said.

……

……

"How long will it take for Galan to wake up?"

Next to a sacred spring in heaven, a jade coffin lay there. Shikoti, wearing two ponytails, was standing next to the jade coffin, with a colorful halo flowing in her palms.

"It'll take about a month."

Shikoti replied.

This was the result of the divine spring in Heaven helping her replenish her divine power. If she had relied on herself, it would have taken her two full years.

Galan reaches the divine realm by eating time.

But Shikoti didn't expect that this beautiful sister lying in the coffin could eat so much.

Lin Xuan nodded, "Where are your two sisters?"

When talking about her two sisters, Shikoti immediately puffed up her face.

"The two of them found Heavenly Court boring, so they helped your Daxia establish a forward base in Asgard some time ago, and are now playing in your Daxia city.

Not only does he play around, he also video chats with me every day, making it so I can only see but not touch..."

Shikoti's voice was full of resentment, and she was obviously very unhappy about her two sisters abandoning her.

It feels like when you are frantically finishing your homework, your friend is playing games next to you, even with the speaker playing loudly!

"There's no point in staying here, Lao Cao. I'm going back to Shangjing. Do you want to go with me?" Lin Xuan glanced at Cao Yuan.

Cao Yuan nodded. He needed to go back and find his senior sister. There were some things he needed to confess to her.

……

……

Night Watch Headquarters in Shangjing City.

"Lin Xuan, the top brass unanimously nominated you and Lin Qiye as candidates for commander-in-chief. What do you think?"

"What? Let Lin Qiye be the commander-in-chief? Sure!"

Zuo Qing: ...

"I'm saying to you two, don't try to evade your responsibilities."

"..."

"..."

"Aba Aba."

Zuo Qing held his forehead and said, "Actually, your voice is louder than Lin Qiye's. Can you guess why?"

"I know that because I'm more handsome than him."

(Hello everyone, I am Lin Xuan’s face. He, he doesn’t want me anymore. Wuuwuwu┭┮﹏┭┮)

Zuo Qing's emotions were incoherent.

"I know you like freedom and don't want to be in a position. The Special Operations Division is currently short of a director. Why don't you give it a try? It won't cost you anything."

Lin Xuan hesitated for a few seconds and politely refused, "No."

Zuo Qing's mouth twitched, and he simply started to act like a rogue: "Stop talking nonsense, I'm the commander, and if I say you must take the position, then you must take it. From today on, you are the director of the Special Operations Department, and no rebuttal will be accepted!"

"Then you still ask me?"

"I was just trying to demonstrate democracy, but who knew you'd be so stubborn... By the way, why did you come to see me?"

"I'd like to browse the archives."

……

Shang Peking University.

Lu Menglei sat quietly on a huge rock by the lake, watching the members of the mysterious organization wearing dark red cloaks moving among the sleeping students.

They held strange-looking feather pens in their hands, and every time they passed by an unconscious student, they would tap the center of their eyebrows.

Lu Menglei guessed that this should be some kind of method of erasing memory.

Unlike others, Lu Menglei's memory was not completely erased. Instead, she only had a vague memory of what happened in the venue, but the part about Cao Yuan was retained.

Just signed a confidentiality agreement.

Until now, Lu Menglei's mind was filled with the figure with black flames burning all over his body.

I was right. Junior Brother Cao Yuan is indeed not an ordinary person.

He looked so handsome then, like...

"Senior sister, what are you thinking about?" A familiar voice suddenly sounded in my ears.

"Eh, no, I'm not thinking about anything bitter..." Lu Menglei realized something was wrong halfway through her words and stopped talking quickly.

Cao Yuan didn't seem to understand. He naturally took Lu Menglei's hand and the two began to walk along the lake.

Cao Yuan spoke first: "Senior, what we are doing is very dangerous. I might die one day."

"I understand. You want to make things a fait accompli now. Let's go back to the house I rented," Lu Menglei pulled Cao Yuan and walked out of the school.

Cao Yuan was stunned. "Wait, Senior Sister, that's not what I meant."

This is a bit too fast.

Although Cao Yuan's mind was fully focused on love, it was still his first time in love after all. It was too fast to do that after just a few days of holding hands.

"I know what you want to say. You think it's too dangerous and might make me a widow, right?" Lu Menglei didn't really want to do that, of course, but to ease the atmosphere.

Although, if Cao Yuan really asked for it, I probably wouldn't refuse...

After all, Junior Brother Cao Yuan is so handsome and has a good figure… She doesn’t smoke or drink, so what’s wrong with being a little naughty?

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"Senior, our mission in the coming period may be very heavy, so I won't be able to come here often..."

"Are you trying to tell me to give up and find another one?"

"No, although it's selfish, I hope senior sister will wait for me," Cao Yuan scratched his head embarrassedly. He was a selfish person, and if he liked a girl, he would naturally want to hold her in his hands.

"He is indeed selfish and bad," Lu Menglei angrily hit Cao Yuan on the shoulder a few times. This guy has made himself neither good nor bad, and has stolen her heart, yet he still says these things.

She finally found someone she liked, how could she, Lu Menglei, let go?

"By the way, can I join your organization so that we can meet more often?"

Lu Menglei has always been curious about this mysterious department.

"Forget it, just forget what I said. It's obvious that only people with super powers can enter your department, so I'd better forget it," Lu Menglei said without waiting for Cao Yuan to speak. She didn't want to make things difficult for him.

The two of them strolled along the way, and Cao Yuan picked up things to talk about and told them to Lu Menglei to satisfy her curiosity.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, Cao Yuan glanced at Lu Menglei and coughed lightly.

"Well, senior sister, does what you said at the beginning still count?" Cao Yuan felt that he could sacrifice his looks.

"I don't understand what you are saying," Lu Menglei let go of Cao Yuan's hand, skipped forward, and the single ponytail behind her head swayed.

Although she is a young woman, she has the youthfulness of a girl.

In the archives room.

Lin Xuan found what he was looking for.

Archives from the Han Dynasty.

His and Lin Qiye’s names were written on it.

But when I clicked the mouse, it showed that there was no authorization.

Lin Xuan was forced to be the director of the Special Operations Department, but he was still the director.

Even he doesn't have the authority, which means that only the commander can view this thing.

Lin Xuan didn't want to check the file, but to confirm a fact.

It seems that I have indeed returned to the past.

Lin Xuan searched for other Han Dynasty materials in an attempt to learn more details, but received a text message on his mobile phone.

"Lin Xuan, Qiye is awake."

……

"He woke up like this."

Lingbao Tianzun said to Lin Xuan beside him.

At this time, in the pavilion in the distance, Lin Qiye was sitting there blankly, staring at the gray fog rolling in the distance.

"Qingyu's betrayal and even attacking him personally was a huge blow to him."

Lin Xuan could understand Lin Qiye. If he hadn't read the script, even he would have thought that An Qingyu was really a traitor.

After all, An Qingyu didn't hold back that time and really wanted to kill Lin Qiye.

"Let him calm down. He'll figure it out on his own. Before that, you can send him to Sunshine Mental Hospital."

As Lin Xuan spoke, he was stunned.

He also recalled his time in the mental hospital, especially the exciting time when they escaped from the prison.

Lin Xuan suddenly thought that after passing this hurdle, Lin Qiye had also overcome his mental difficulties.

Then where is your heart?