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

At the last moment, the Whispering Clone let out a desperate scream, the sound was full of fear and unwillingness.

His voice echoed in the endless darkness, like a fading echo, trying to find the last living space in this dark world.

However, the darkness seemed to have life, mercilessly swallowing up his cries and erasing his screams bit by bit.

Under the force of the spear, his clone could not withstand the powerful force and began to disintegrate.

The spear pierced through his body like a flash of lightning, releasing a dazzling light.

The body of the whispering clone gradually became transparent in the light, and eventually turned into ashes and dissipated into the air.

The process was so swift and complete that it was as if he had never existed.

There was a strange silence in the air, as if time had stopped at this moment.

The disappearance of the Whispering Clone left no trace, as if his existence had been completely erased.

This dark world returned to silence again, with only Zhang Yun's figure standing out clearly.

Zhang Yun stood there quietly, his eyes revealing a hint of depth and calmness.

His body emitted a warm glow in the darkness, as if it was the only light in this endless underworld.

At the same time, in the real world, after the whispers entered Zhang Yun's body, Lin Qiye's heart was filled with anger and sadness.

He walked quickly to Zhang Yun, his eyes flashing with anxiety and helplessness.

"Zhang Yun!!!!" There was a slight tremor in his voice, and he was obviously extremely worried about Zhang Yun's condition.

Baili Pangpang was also very worried. He was running around Zhang Yun anxiously, like an ant on a hot pan.

His face was full of worry, and he muttered to himself:

"Damn mumbling! It's over! It's over! What should I do now!" His words revealed his deep concern for Zhang Yun's safety and his sense of powerlessness about the current situation.

Shen Qingzhu's face was stiff. He was not good at expressing his emotions, but at this moment, his pain and anxiety were obvious.

He could only look at Zhang Yun's body with his eyes closed in pain, clenching his fists tightly, his whole body trembling.

"Damn it! Why am I so weak?

I don't want to be so weak!

I don't want to be protected by others!" Shen Qingzhu's voice was filled with a hint of self-blame and anger, his heart filled with anger at his own powerlessness.

Shen Qingzhu fell into self-blame. Although all this had nothing to do with him directly, as a member of Zhang Yun's team and as Zhang Yun's partner, he felt like he had become a burden.

Not only did he fail to provide help at the critical moment, but he was constantly rescued by Zhang Yun, which made his heart full of guilt and pain.

Lin Qiye looked at Shen Qingzhu, a trace of guilt flashing in his eyes. He knew that Shen Qingzhu's feelings were real, but he also knew that now was not the time to blame himself.

"Qingzhu, this isn't your fault." Lin Qiye's voice was low and firm. "All we have to do now is trust Zhang Yun. He'll definitely have a way to deal with the whispers."

Baili Pangpang also stopped and took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.

"Qiye is right. We can't panic now." His voice was firm. "Zhang Yun is not an ordinary person. He must have a way."

Shen Qingzhu raised his head, a glimmer of determination flashing in his eyes.

He knew that he had to cheer up, for Zhang Yun and for their common goal.

The trembling in his body was gone, replaced by a steely determination.

"Okay, let's wait for Zhang Yun to come back."

At this moment, Instructor Hong's face was also heavy, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes revealed deep worry.

He felt even more desperate in his heart, because although he had some understanding of Zhang Yun's strength, he had a deeper understanding of Yi Yu.

The true identity of Whispering is a super-powerful being at the true Klein realm, and the existence of this realm is far beyond the understanding of ordinary people.

In the world of the Night Watch, Klein's realm can almost be regarded as the strongest person in the world, and he is the existence that truly dominates the fate of countless lives.

Their power and means have reached an unimaginable level.

Apart from those legendary ceiling-level existences, the strong ones at the Klein realm are almost invincible.

Their existence itself is a deterrent and a symbol of strength.

As one of the three gods of the Ancient God Church, Yiyu is extremely good at soul control.

His abilities are among the best in the Church of the Ancient God.

Although what appeared now was just a projection of Yi Yu's clone, even if it was a clone, it was not an ordinary existence!

Instructor Hong knew that Yiyu's clone had entered Zhang Yun's body, which meant that Zhang Yun was facing great danger.

His body trembled slightly and his fists were clenched, showing his inner anxiety and uneasiness.

Just when everyone was extremely worried, Zhang Yun suddenly opened his eyes. A faint light flashed in his pupils, as if he was a messenger returning from the abyss, with an awe-inspiring aura.

This aura was so powerful and mysterious that it made everyone present feel an invisible pressure.

At this time, others had already discovered that Zhang Yun had awakened.

Lin Qiye spoke quickly, his voice full of concern and eagerness:

"How is Zhang Yun!!!" His eyes were fixed on Zhang Yun, hoping to get a positive answer from Zhang Yun.

Instructor Hong gently grasped the long sword at this moment. Although he hoped the result would be good, he was also afraid that Zhang Yun had been controlled.

His eyes flashed with vigilance and determination, ready to deal with any situation that might arise.

Zhang Yun smiled and said with great ease:

"It's no big deal! Look how scared you are!!!" His voice was calm and confident, as if the crisis just now was just a small episode to him.

"It's okay! I have dealt with this clone of Yiyu." Zhang Yun's words revealed a kind of calmness and strength, and his eyes flashed with the light of a winner.

He stood up slowly, his movements revealing a calmness and confidence, and it was obvious that he had complete control of the situation.

When Lin Qiye, Baili Pangpang and others heard Zhang Yun's words, the heavy stone in their hearts finally fell to the ground.

Their originally tense nerves were finally released at this moment. Baili Pangpang finally spoke, his voice filled with amazement and disbelief:

"Pervert!!!!" His eyes were filled with horror, and he was obviously extremely shocked by Zhang Yun's strength.

Instructor Hong also breathed a sigh of relief. His hand, which was tightly gripping the long sword, gradually relaxed, and his eyes revealed a hint of admiration and satisfaction.

But there was also shock in his eyes. He knew in his heart that this was just a whisper. It was not some small minion, but one of the three gods of the Ancient God Church, a true Klein realm super powerful being.

"This is just mumbling!!! Not some small minion!!!" Instructor Hong looked at Zhang Yun deeply, with a hint of disbelief in his voice.

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Thanks to Sakura Monica from Shangmou for her generosity of love.

Thanks to Decade - Wang Xiaoming for his three efforts in generating electricity with love.

Thanks to Ji Rulong for generating power with love.

Thank you Mu Jin for your courage and perseverance in generating power with love.

Thanks to Jia Jia K for the three of them generating power with love.

Thank you Bai Yueyuan for generating power with love.