Slay the Gods: The spokesperson for Zhulong, starts with the God-killing Gun

Zhang Yun stepped out of the space crack, his figure gradually solidified in the air, as if he came from another dimension.

His eyes swept across the scene in front of him in an instant. Those girls, Molly and the others, were looking at him with complicated eyes.

It was a look mixed with admiration and fascination, as if he was a hero, a savior who had fallen from the sky.

He could feel the heat in their eyes, which was an affirmation of his ability and admiration of his courage.

However, this kind of gaze made him feel a sudden chill, as if he was being stared at by countless pairs of eyes with nowhere to hide.

Goose bumps appeared on his skin, and the feeling of being stared at made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

Zhang Yun's heart suddenly felt flustered. He was not used to the feeling of being the center of attention, especially under such emotional gazes.

He began to feel nervous and his heart beat faster. He wanted to escape from this suffocating atmosphere.

There was only one thought in his mind: get out of here.

Almost as an instinctive reaction, Zhang Yun's body suddenly flashed, and he used his ability - flash and shuttle.

His figure left a trail of afterimage, but he himself had disappeared into thin air, as if he had never appeared.

The moment he disappeared, his voice still echoed in the air, firm and rapid:

"I'm going to save Qiye and the others first!" These words were like the last mark he left behind, announcing his departure and also showing his responsibility and determination.

Molly and the other girls were stunned by Zhang Yun's sudden disappearance, but they soon came to their senses and looked at the place where Zhang Yun disappeared, with smiles on their faces.

They didn't expect that Zhang Yun had such a cute side. His little movements in his nervousness and shyness made them feel both friendly and interesting.

They sat together, and the air was filled with a relaxed and happy atmosphere.

Xiaoling's eyes sparkled with excitement, and she couldn't help but exclaimed:

"Wow! Zhang Yun is so cute! Why didn't I notice it before?" There was a hint of surprise in her voice, as if she had discovered a new world.

Xiao Zi seemed more rational. She gently pushed her glasses and analyzed slowly:

“Maybe we were all in contact with Zhang Yun from a distance before, without any close contact.

We only know he is powerful, but we don’t know much about his personality.” Her words reveal a keen observation of details and a deep understanding of human nature.

Zhang Xiaoxiao listened attentively and nodded in agreement: "Oh! It seems to be so!"

Her voice was gentle and approving, as if she found resonance in Xiaozi's analysis.

Molly listened to their discussion quietly, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a sly smile.

There was a hint of amusement in her eyes, as if she was enjoying this relaxing moment of gossip.

Suddenly, she rolled her eyes gently, an expression that was both helpless and doting. She sighed softly, "Ah! Girls always love gossip."

......

Amidst the ruins, Cao Yuan's figure stood out, with billowing black smoke constantly coming out of his body, as if he were an evil ghost crawling out of hell.

His eyes revealed a crazy determination as he desperately resisted the attack of the headless man in front of him.

The figure of the headless man was looming in the black smoke, and each attack carried the breath of death, as if trying to peel Cao Yuan's soul from his body.

The Sound Hunter, a mysterious existence in the Sichuan region, gained the upper hand in this battle with his unique abilities.

Their abilities are closely tied to sound, and any sound can be a source of power for them.

Cao Yuan's crazy actions in the battle inadvertently created a huge noise, which just became a catalyst for the power of the Sound Hunter.

Every time Cao Yuan roared and every time he slammed the ground, the Sound Hunter became more powerful.

Cao Yuan's crazy state made his movements chaotic, but it was this unconscious madness that allowed him to barely compete with the Sound Hunter.

Each of his attacks was full of destructive power, and each of his dodges was extremely thrilling.

His body was covered with scars, but these scars did not make him retreat, instead they inspired him to a deeper level of madness.

If it were someone else, facing an opponent like the Sound Hunter, they would probably have been powerless to turn the situation around and would have had to declare defeat.

But Cao Yuan was different. His crazy blood made him hover on the edge of death, but he never fell.

Every time he resisted, it was like a fight with death; every time he fought back, he was filled with desire for life and contempt for death.

The battle scene was extremely brutal. Cao Yuan's madness and the power of the Sound Hunter intertwined and collided at this moment, forming a picture of a life-and-death struggle.

Everything around was shocked by the battle. The air was filled with tension and danger, as if even time had frozen at this moment.

Lin Qiye was also quite anxious beside him.

At the critical moment of this life-and-death struggle, a burst of light-hearted teasing suddenly filled the air.

Zhang Yun seemed to fall from the sky and appeared on the edge of the tense battlefield.

His voice broke the tense atmosphere with a hint of playfulness and lightness, making people wonder if he was aware of the danger at hand.

"Hey! Qiye! You two are playing jungle here!

"Sure! How's the harvest?" Zhang Yun's voice was clearly joking, as if he treated this life-and-death struggle as an ordinary hunting game.

Lin Qiye had long been accustomed to Zhang Yun's unconventional personality. His expression did not fluctuate much, and he just responded indifferently.

His eyes were still fixed on the enemy in front of him, and he held the weapon tightly in his hand, ready to face the next round of attack at any time.

"What do you think!

This monster is not easy to deal with!" His voice was calm, but it revealed a serious assessment of the current battle situation.

Zhang Yun didn't seem to be affected by Lin Qiye's seriousness. He raised the spear in his hand arrogantly. It was a symbol of confidence and a reflection of his fighting style.

His spear gleamed coldly in the sunlight, as if announcing the coming storm.

"Don't worry!!! Leave it to me!"

His words were full of heroism and confidence, as if there was nothing he couldn't solve.

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Yun's figure had already moved.

His body suddenly flashed, like a bolt of lightning across the sky, and rushed into the battlefield in an instant.

He was so fast that it was almost impossible to catch him.

His movements were fluid and powerful, each flash full of tactics and strategy; he wasn't just fighting; he was performing a carefully choreographed dance.

Zhang Yun’s joining undoubtedly brought new variables to this battle.

His presence was like a ray of light that pierced the darkness.

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Thanks to Ruijinx for his three efforts in generating electricity with love.

Thanks to Ji Rulong for generating power with love.

Thank you Qingge Wanyusheng for generating power with love.

thank you all.