Slaying God: Mingjie Agent, starting with Emperor Armor

The sword slashed down with all its might.

The target is the lotus throne in the center of the Temple of Heaven!

The two collide with each other.

The Lotus Throne lost the blessing of national destiny, and the gods in the Temple of Heaven suffered heavy casualties. How could the origin of the Kingdom of God alone withstand such vast power?

The moment of touch.

The lotus throne could not withstand this force and began to crack, until it finally shattered completely.

The origin of the Temple of Heaven—shattered!

Lost the origin of the Kingdom of God.

Brahma was severely injured and could not be a match for Yuanshi Tianzun and many other main gods.

The Temple of Heaven exists in name only.

Yuanshi Tianzun's voice resounded over Chennan Pass.

"Brahma is dead."

"The Temple of Heavenly Gods was destroyed!"

That's it.

This battle that determines life and death has finally come to an end.

“Win-!”

"Great! We won!"

The excited shouts swept across the entire Chennan Pass like a tsunami.

The people were in a state of high tension and burst into shouts more passionately than ever before.

They raised the Star Knives in their hands high.

The joy of victory spread across the entire battlefield.

The two divine artifacts, [Holy Grail] and [Scepter], automatically floated back to Su Chen and circled around him, as if waiting for praise.

"well done."

Su Chen raised his hand and took back the [Holy Grail] and [Scepter].

In the command room.

Zuo Qing walked out of the room and looked at the dim sky, his tense heartstrings finally relaxing.

Three special teams and numerous human ceilings returned to the command room.

Even with the power of the scepter and the Holy Grail, the high-intensity battle still pushed their spirits to the limit of endurance.

Except for Su Chen, the expressions of the other special teams members were not very good.

Xia Simeng stood at the back, her eyes fell on Su Chen, and she couldn't help but mutter in a low voice.

"If I had known earlier, I would have dragged Su Chen into the Phoenix Team no matter what."

Cao Shayan held his forehead with his hand.

After so many years, he has become the captain of the special team.

Why haven't you given up yet?

The vortex was like a kite with a broken string, weaving through the crowd and rushing towards Zuo Qing, stumbling and turning, as if every step was consuming his remaining strength.

Zuo Qing's heart tightened, thinking that something had happened to Xuanwo. Just as he was about to go over to help, he was beaten to it by him.

Xuanwo grabbed Zuo Qing's calf as if it were a life-saving straw.

"Uzumaki, are you hurt?"

"Where's the medical team?"

Zuo Qing was just about to call the medical team.

Unexpectedly, Uzumaki raised his head and made a hoarse and weak voice.

"Holiday... Commander... I want a vacation!"

Most afraid of the air suddenly quiet.

This tone, this posture, combined with Uzumaki's dramatic and exaggerated performance, left Zuo Qing speechless for a moment.

You do all this just to get a holiday?

I wanted to laugh, but also felt a little helpless.

He hasn't experienced what it's like to have a vacation for three years since his last one, so he must fight for it this time.

Besides, last time it wasn't really a holiday at all.

"I want a vacation."

"I want a vacation."

Uzumaki repeated it twice, his voice no longer so weak, as if 'holiday' had become his only obsession.

The only hope that keeps him alive.

Zuo Qing looked at Xuanwo with a helpless smile and patted Xuanwo's hand.

"I see."

"This matter is over. If nothing unexpected happens, you will be given a holiday immediately."

Uzumaki's eyes lit up instantly, but he didn't let go immediately.

Instead, he pulled out a piece of paper and a pen from his clothes.

"signature."

Zuo Qing: ...

I am the Commander of the Night's Watch after all!

Don’t you have any credibility at all?

As if she had guessed Zuo Qing's thoughts, Xuanwo Youyou said.

"Last time, Commander Zuo said he would give us a holiday."

“Not yet.”

Zuo Qing scratched his head, an awkward smile appearing on his face.

"Have it?"

"Have."

The vortex's voice was unusually firm.

Zuo Qing: ...

After signing.

Uzumaki loosened his grip and quickly flashed back to the [Masked] team with the paper in hand.

Wang Mian, Yue Gui, Tian Ping and the others looked at Xuanwo and gave him a thumbs up in unison.

Long live the holidays!

Under Zuo Qing's arrangement.