Godslayer: I am the agent of King of Glory heroes

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The highest realm of the reserve team members is no more than the 'Sea' realm. If the third seat were at its peak, their battle would definitely be a fierce one.

However, the third seat was seriously injured by Zhou Ping. Even if he could use the Nine Yin Manual four times, he could not exert half of his strength. In addition, the ninth seat was entangled by Shen Qingzhu and was isolated and helpless. For a time, he was at a disadvantage.

Just as the third seat was struggling, a dazzling light suddenly appeared before everyone's eyes. In the blink of an eye, the shattered altar located in the center of the underground disappeared into that light, along with the ninth seat and Shen Qingzhu.

"Huh? Where did he go?" Baili Pangpang was a little confused. He had just thrown the Soul-Severing Blade to Shen Qingzhu a minute ago, so how could he have disappeared?

Lin Qiye looked at the spot where Shen Qingzhu had disappeared, his brows furrowing. Although he didn't know what had happened, he knew it was definitely not a good thing.

Faced with the puzzled crowd, the third seatman beamed with joy and kindly explained, "Lord Yiyu is back! None of you will escape today!"

The Third Seat understood his current mission: to hold off the people in front of him and buy time for Lord Yiyu to repair the altar of the God of the Underworld.

Within the vortex behind him, the remaining two flower buds continued to bloom. Once the God of the Underworld was summoned, all of them would die.

"Shh-"

Like a gentle breeze, the vanished dazzling light reappeared, enveloping Lin Qiye, Jiang Shiyuan, and the third seat.

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The surrounding sounds suddenly became silent.

As if sensing something, Jiang Shiyuan suddenly lowered her head and stared at the Ninth Seat, who was lying on the ground covered in blood not far away.

"???"

"I think I can still be saved..." the Ninth Seat said tremblingly.

Beside the altar.

The third seatman, unperturbed by the interruption of his explanation, was now staring fervently at Yiyu, his eyes filled with joy. "Lord Yiyu!"

"The Ninth Seat is an undercover agent. You two go and kill him and Jiang Shiyuan." Without wasting any more words, Yiyu gave orders to the Third Seat and Shen Qingzhu.

"Yes!" The third seat naturally agreed to whatever the babbling darts.

Yiyu nodded in satisfaction, then looked at Lin Qiye, her voice soft and sweet, "As for Lin Qiye... leave him to me."

"Lord Yiyu, shouldn't we revive the altar first?" Shen Qingzhu didn't know why Yiyu wanted to drag Jiang Shiyuan and Lin Qiye into this. He hesitated for a moment, looked at the altar behind him, and tried to buy time.

"The altar is too badly damaged. The missing spiritual power is not enough with just one 'Boundless' level, but if we add a few more 'Sea' level spiritual powers, the altar can be activated."

The mental energy required for the Underworld Altar is roughly equivalent to that of a 'Klein'. Yiyu originally intended to feed the Ninth Seat and Shen Qingzhu to the Underworld Altar, but he did not expect that the Ninth Seat was actually an undercover agent. Fortunately, he did not leave the Ninth Seat outside just now.

Distracted by the Ninth Seat, the delirious man who had been betrayed suddenly remembered that his "believers" were either dead or dead, with only a few left.

He had long been curious about how Lin Qiye had become a dual-god agent. Now that he had encountered him, one 'Boundless' realm and two 'Sea' realms could fill the spiritual power gap in the Underworld God Altar, and also save the infinitely potential Shen Qingzhu.

Yiyu's body was like white smoke blown away by the wind. He took a step and came to Lin Qiye's front. His smile was bloodthirsty and eerie.

"Agent of the Two Gods, I've long been curious about how you did it. Let me enter the depths of your soul and uncover your secrets..."

Actually, what he was more curious about than the altar of the Underworld God was Lin Qiye's identity as the agent of the two gods.

Lin Qiye was about to use a reverse summoning to dodge, but upon hearing the murmured words, he stopped himself. He hesitated for a moment, then asked, "You said you want to enter the depths of my soul?"

“That’s right. As long as I control your soul, I can know all your secrets,” the murmured voice said with a smile.

Her long hair moved without wind, and her narrow phoenix eyes stared directly into Lin Qiye's eyes. Although he was injured, his soul was his forte. So what if Lin Qiye was now at the 'Sea' Realm? Yiyu still had absolute confidence in himself.

So... let him uncover the secrets of Lin Qiye.

As the powerful soul of the delirious voice surged in, Lin Qiye fell silent. He looked into the delirious voice's eyes, somewhat lost in thought, as if he had lost all resistance.

"Chen Erniu!" Jiang Shiyuan suddenly shouted, "Your mom's calling you home to feed the pigs!"

Upon hearing that name, Yiyu's eyes, which had been radiating a blinding, eerie light, trembled violently. Her mind was instantly thrown off balance, and she was almost overwhelmed by Lin Qiye's mental power.

But having just invaded Lin Qiye's mind, he could only grit his teeth, concentrate, and decide to finish the job quickly so he could silence everyone present when he came out.

Jiang Shiyuan shrugged. It's hard to reason with a damned ghost. She didn't know how Lin Qiye had solved Merlin's mental problems before, but Lin Qiye must have found other ways. Now that the delirium is actively invading Lin Qiye's mental world, isn't that just asking for trouble?

"Lin Qiye!" Seeing that Lin Qiye's mental world had been invaded, Shen Qingzhu, who was still acting just a second ago, could no longer keep up the act and rushed towards Lin Qiye.

"You... are in cahoots?" The Third Seat finally realized something was wrong. He stood in front of the half-dead Ninth Seat, a question mark slowly appearing above his head.

Just now, Master Yiyu said that the Ninth Seat is an undercover agent. Now that Shen Qingzhu has gone to help Lin Qiye, so when they were fighting outside just now, out of a total of three people, were two of them really not on their side?!

"You're an undercover agent too! How dare you play me like this!" Realizing this, the Third Seat's composure crumbled. He roared, and the two flower buds behind him quickly bloomed.

In an instant, a feeling of weightlessness enveloped Jiang Shiyuan and Shen Qingzhu. They lost their footing and their bodies could only float uncontrollably into the air.

Jiang Shiyuan quickly released the [Harmony of Heaven and Man] technique, and blue ripples spread out, rescuing her from the feeling of weightlessness.

She tried to comfort the third seat member who had broken down in his defenses, "Middle-aged people shouldn't be impulsive. Look on the bright side. Right now, you're the only precious thing your master loves..."

Jiang Shiyuan wasn't just saying that. If the Wind Vein Earth Dragon, the "First Seat," had already been eliminated by Zhou Ping, then the top ten "Believers" would only have the lone survivor, the Third Seat, left. It wasn't easy for Yiyu to cultivate a 'Klein,' who wasn't Yiyu's precious treasure?

Of course, this statement is based on the premise that the delirium did not replenish the [believers]'s supplies in time...

"puff……"

The third seat, already injured, was furious upon hearing Jiang Shiyuan's words. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and the lightning snakes flashing on his body surged toward Jiang Shiyuan like madmen.

"Brother Zhai, hold them off for a second. I need to save someone first. Then we'll fight three against one." Seeing that his words of comfort seemed to have the opposite effect, Jiang Shiyuan quickly teleported to the Ninth Seat's side to heal him.

“Okay.” Shen Qingzhu understood that even though the third seat was injured, he was not so easy to deal with. With the help of the ninth seat, their advantage would be much greater.

"Thank you..."

The Ninth Seat was covered in blood, his chest deeply dented. When he saw that Jiang Shiyuan had finally arrived, he thanked her in a hoarse voice, deeply moved.

"Your vitality is quite strong," Jiang Shiyuan said, squatting down in admiration.

Under the green light, the sunken chest slowly repaired itself, and after a moment, the Ninth Seat stood up, feeling that he was able to do it again.

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