Slaying Gods, the agent of the Desolate Heavenly Emperor, starting with the Undying Scripture

West Teaching Building.

Lin Qiye ran as fast as he could, shouting all the way.

"Students, come out quickly! The principal is running naked on the flagpole."

His voice was loud; he had just come out of the classroom.

Either they're a very bold student.

Or it's a snake demon that heard the noise!

But how many students are truly bold enough to be considered truly audacious?

"Is this any good, my brother?"

Lin Qiye shouted loudly, panting heavily.

"How about we rephrase it?"

"Well, what should I say?"

"Students, run to the playground to assemble! There's a monster in the classroom! The police are here to save us!"

"Is this okay? I'm afraid it'll get too chaotic later!"

"It'll definitely work! The more chaotic it gets, the better it'll show off my unerring aim!"

"Damn it, I'll trust you this once!"

Lin Qiye was shouting like a madman in the hallway.

"Students, run to the playground to assemble! There's a monster in the classroom! The police are here to save us!"

Soon, students began rushing out of the classrooms on the first floor.

That's just how people are; if someone dares to step forward, others will follow.

Those snake demons mingled among the crowd; if it weren't for the Heavenly Eye, they would have been easily spotted.

It's simply impossible to detect.

They hid each and every one of their secrets very well!

puff--

In the chaotic crowd, Zhao Wentian quickly located the snake demon.

In his eyes, the snake demon's head was as big as a wall.

That's a living target.

As long as you know how to fire a gun, that's enough.

People immediately fell down, and the scene became even more chaotic...

"Zhao Wentian, is this mess okay?"

"Row!"

Zhao Wentian said in a low voice, followed by another muffled "plop" sound.

With each gunshot, a student fell to the ground and was transformed into a snake demon.

Lin Qiye looked up at the school's high platform, where blinding light flashed.

"Stop looking at me, clear the first floor, let's move on to the second floor!"

In the earpiece came Zhao Wentian's calm voice.

At this moment, he really resembled Leng Xuan.

"Animals!"

Lin Qiye cursed under his breath.

"It's quite attractive when it's quiet."

"Brother Leng Xuan, this is the thirty-third one."

Zhao Wentian chuckled, picked up the spent cartridge, and placed it at his feet.

Each bullet here represents +0.1%!

"Ah."

Leng Xuan's lips curled up slightly, and he picked up his camera from behind and snapped a picture. "How about you become my ghostwriter from now on?"

When was there ever such a prosperous war?

At least, he didn't have any recollection of it.

puff!

puff!

puff!

.......

Guns equipped with silencers are very, very quiet.

So quiet that only a faint, muffled sound could be heard.

Livestock.

Lin Qiye ran a lap from the second floor and then rushed up to the third floor.

He was muttering "livestock" under his breath, but it felt really good.

All I have to do is draw fire, and everyone else will hit their targets.

Isn't that satisfying?

Lin Qiye thought that his [Mortal Domain] could perceive a range of 20 meters, which was already abnormal enough.

Who would have thought that some animal, armed with a sniper rifle, was hiding in the distance, firing away?

Moreover, and most importantly, these students came out in groups, creating complete chaos.

Zhao Wentian, however, could kill with a single, precise shot.

Damn it, I'm clearly an agent of the gods myself.

Zhao Wentian's [Godslayer] also granted him the ability to assist in the Forbidden Realm.

However, its vision is broader and wider than that of the [Mortal Realm].

No wonder Wen Qimo and Leng Xuan said that this is a full-view view, and they could do it too if they were here.

Comparison is the thief of joy.

That platform is right in the middle of the teaching building, a few hundred meters away.

He can hit every shot, every shot to the head. What boy doesn't dream of playing with a gun?

Especially those long, black sniper rifles!

I wouldn't say I'm jealous, I'm just incredibly envious.

Lin Qiye quickly regained his composure.

Having such an abnormal teammate might not be a bad thing.

But that unreliable personality, and that slightly awkward demeanor, it's just... well, it's just too much...

Lin Qiye does not consider himself the protagonist of the world.

They also do not believe that everything in the world should revolve around them.

How hard is it to admit that someone is better than you?

Moreover, he was Zhao Kongcheng's uncle.

Yes! He's Zhao Kongcheng's uncle!

Just as Lin Qiye was stunned, a snake demon appeared behind him, with a blue face, fangs, and a very long tongue.

The snake demon opened its blood-red maw, drool dripping down its face.

puff--

The spear struck the snake demon squarely between the eyebrows.

"Lin Qiye, how was that shot? Was it cool?"

Lin Qiye suddenly slid forward.

His [Mortal Realm] has already sensed the presence of the snake demon.

However, he didn't have time to react.

The snake demon had already fallen into a pool of blood.

Lin Qiye was taken aback, and his face immediately fell. "Can we please not use this joke?"

Zhao Wentian's laughter rang out in the earpiece.

Lin Qiye frowned, though he looked reluctant.

But in my heart I thought to myself, "Amazing."

After spending time together, Lin Qiye discovered that this seemingly unserious but actually quite decent person was actually pretty good.

At least when it's time to be serious, I will never hold back.

"Lin Qiye, third floor, third floor, hurry, hurry, hurry..."

The voice coming from the headset seemed to be getting more and more excited.

Although he only said "oh" aloud, his body language betrayed him.

Lin Qiye took off and rushed upstairs.

As a result, Zhao Wentian's voice came through the headset again.

"Hongying, don't run, jump up, do you understand?"

"Oh yes, yes, jump up! Jump a few more times! The snake demon is right behind you. Turn left and jump again!"

"Don't I... need to jump?" Si Xiaonan said in a low voice.

"No need, Hongying, jump up, then...you can see!"

After a long silence, Hongying's cursing voice came through the earpiece.

Lin Qiye felt like a million curses were stampeding through his mind, and he couldn't help but mutter under his breath, "Lip-proof..."

At the same time, he was also complaining about why he couldn't...

On the high platform, a rose-colored figure leaped high from the first floor.

Behind her was a nearly exhausted girl wearing glasses.

The rose-colored figure, trailing a long tail, stood on the parapet where Zhao Wentian was in the blink of an eye.

She lowered her brows, stared at Zhao Wentian, and said softly with anger:

"Zhao Wentian, you..."

Zhao Wentian, however, shrugged as if nothing had happened.

"Lin Qiye, Hongying seems angry."

Standing behind Zhao Wentian, Leng Xuan guarded the notice board.

Seeing Si Xiaonan behind Hongying, he said somewhat anxiously:

"Xiao Nan, what's wrong with her?"

Hongying clutched her chest, frowning slightly: "Just now, a snake demon almost swallowed Xiaonan whole. It was terrifying."

"Fifty-two!"

After firing a shot, Zhao Wentian picked up the spent cartridge from the ground and gently pushed aside Hongying's Converse shoes.

"What?" Hongying pouted.

"Move aside, I'm taking notes." Zhao Wentian placed the spent cartridge case next to the fifty-one bullets.

Leng Xuan shrugged: "So far, he has killed fifty-two snake demons."

Hongying was stunned, as if she had suffered a huge blow.

"What?! Is he really that perverted?"

Zhao Wentian took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep drag.

He could clearly sense that the bloodline purity exceeded 20%.

They even started to look forward to what kind of abilities they would gain next.

Therefore, the next thing to deal with is the true form of the Nantuo snake demon!

He sensed the surprised look in Hongying's eyes.

Zhao Wentian chuckled, "Hongying, take your Converse sneakers away."

Meanwhile, on the fourth floor of the teaching building, there was a boy wearing glasses.

Looking this way, I saw him lick his lips.

He muttered to himself, "That incredible marksmanship... his body must hold some secret..."