Slaying God: Mingjie Agent, starting with Emperor Armor

"A bug should look like a bug."

The words fell.

Su Chen raised his foot, and a deep purple light suddenly appeared on his calf, spreading out like ripples.

The surrounding space was painted with a layer of light purple.

The Moon Goddess was startled and struggled to raise her head, the increasingly deep purple light reflected in her pupils.

"No!"

Su Chen's left leg fell suddenly.

The Moon Goddess's voice suddenly stopped.

boom--!

A purple halo suddenly burst out, like a galaxy pouring down.

Under this blow.

Spider-web-like cracks appeared on the Moon Goddess' body, revealing a deep purple light.

The space seemed to be still.

boom--!

A violent explosion sounded, and the Moon Goddess's body instantly turned into countless purple dust particles.

Su Chen calmly withdrew his foot.

Raise your hand.

The Hell-Faced Shura dissipated.

Su Chen stood quietly there, looking at the deep pit with cold eyes.

The [Holy Grail] operates automatically, absorbing the fine dust and converting it into scarlet wine.

Lin Qiye walked over, frowned and sighed.

"The clue is broken again."

Su Chen disagreed.

"Problem solved."

Just as Lin Qiye was puzzled, hurried footsteps suddenly sounded around him.

Before the people arrive, the sound arrives first.

"What have you done? How are we supposed to live without the Three Gods?"

Led by the city lord, several old men stood up and spoke indignantly.

Su Chen looked at the other person silently.

next second.

The noisy crowd seemed to be strangled by something and could no longer make a sound.

Those expressions of indignation, anger, and sadness suddenly solidified into a "clown mask"

"Seven Nights."

Lin Qiye frowned, stood in front of everyone, and his consciousness entered the mental hospital.

Next second

【The Tyrant's Wrath】pressed down.

"Bastard!"

Lin Qiye's tone of voice changed, and a blond-haired, blue-eyed man could be vaguely seen behind him.

This angry shout was like a bolt from the blue.

The crowd in front was struck by lightning.

The surroundings suddenly became dead silent.

The city lord felt this familiar pressure, and the cane in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

thump-!

The city lord knelt down first, his forehead pressed against the ground, and he even forgot to breathe.

As the city lord knelt down, a large group of residents behind him knelt down one after another.

Plop! Plop!

The residents who were filled with righteous indignation just now now looked ashen, with only awe left on their faces.

at this time.

Lin Qiye, who carries the soul of Gilgamesh, has a frosty expression on his face, as if he wishes to skin the person in front of him alive.

"Why would those useless people protect my people?"

What Gilgamesh hated most in his life was the gods.

did not expect.

The people he had always protected would actually believe in the god he hated and bow down to him.

This is what he can't tolerate the most.

"My king..."

"Asshole! I'm scolding you!"

"Back then, your family was the one I valued most, and I allowed your entire clan to enter the treasure house."

"I never thought I would actually bow down to the gods!"

The city lord lowered his head, cold sweat dripping down his face.

Without waiting for the city lord to continue explaining, "Lin Qiye" raised his hand first, and terrifying energy gathered in his palm.

Su Chen watched all this quietly from the side.

If you really think about it, Gilgamesh's household affairs are naturally best handled by him.

Three minutes later.

Gilgamesh clapped his hands, signaling others to clean up the scene, but he turned and walked towards Su Chen.

Just as he was facing Su Chen.

The latter opened his mouth, swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth, and spoke slightly awkwardly.

"Thank you."

Gilgamesh was the king of Uruk and the founder of the "King's Law" here.

Others may not know Su Chen very well.

Only He can feel the innate imperial temperament of the other person.

Su Chen eliminated the three gods hiding in the [Treasure House] and was his benefactor of Uruk.

This thank you is inevitable.

As a king, Gilgamesh still has his own pride, and naturally he would not call himself an inferior.