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

underground.

Yuan Gang pressed his earpiece and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Yes, yes, yes, here you go..."

With a snap!

He slammed the documents onto the table.

I immediately felt a sense of relief.

He looked up at the big screen.

On the screen, all that remained was the ruins of the dormitory building.

Yuan Gang gently shook his head, a slight smile playing on his lips, and said with a sigh.

"Hmm, what kind of identity is this? The commander personally took care of me..."

Outside the training camp.

Beneath a beam of light, the king's face was enveloped in a faint golden glow.

Within that golden light, one can see a mark of reincarnation.

Outsiders cannot see it clearly.

But Zhao Wentian saw it clearly and was taken aback.

"In less than ten years... Wang Mian has turned into a frail old man?"

Meanwhile, Wang Mian, inside the aperture, was even more horrified.

Although it only lasted three seconds

But he seemed to see his entire life unfold before him.

Was that a fishing village?

And it happened during the Masked Squad's vacation.

Along the coastline, shouts echoed through the sky:

"Vortex!!! What are you doing?!"

"Captain...it seems we're really going to be defeated here this time...We, the Masked Ones, need to leave at least one survivor, right?"

"But........"

"There are no buts. The captain is the man who will become the God of Time in the future."

How could you die here? Aren't you able to travel through time?

If you can really escape from here, come back and save us.

Captain, remember, as long as you live, the Masked Squad lives!

"........."

"Run! Captain! Run... As long as you outrun the river of time, one day we will return to your side!!"

"........"

Upon seeing this, Wang Mian's body trembled violently.

He stared blankly at Zhao Wentian, two lines of tears sliding down his cheeks...

"Captain!! Captain! Why are you crying? Losing doesn't mean you have to cry..." Whirlpool ran forward, looking at the king, at a loss for words.

Wang Mian heard the sound of the vortex, and a slight smile appeared on his lips beneath his mask. "Vortex, from now on, the captain won't call you an idiot anymore."

"No, Captain, have you been knocked silly?" Whirlpool scratched his head and looked at Zhao Wentian. "Huh? You hit him on the head?"

Zhao Wentian was also stunned for a moment... thinking to himself, "Isn't it just that I used the Samsara Technique on him?"

It seems the Masked Squad's fate is not good....

Wang Mian used the yak-shaped ornaments to support his body as he slowly stood up and spoke softly:

"Okay, Uzumaki, inform everyone later that starting today, our [Masked] squad will never take a break!!"

Whirlpool: Σ(?д?|||)??

Lin Qiye watched as Wang Mian and Xuanwo suddenly became very close.

He glanced at Zhao Wentian again, and after a long while, still didn't react. "Huh??"

"I didn't understand it either!"

Zhao Wentian put two fingers in front of Lin Qiye's mouth, then leaned close to his ear and whispered:

"Lin Qiye... the recruit training must continue, do you understand?"

Lin Qiye's expression turned strange.

"You want me to pretend I didn't see it?"

"Didn't I tell you this already?" Zhao Wentian took out a cigarette and then added, "Don't worry, I'll give the captain 500,000 yuan. He's too poor."

Last time his wife called him, saying she wanted to move to a new house, he said he didn't have the money... and his wife gave him a good scolding.

Lin Qiye raised an eyebrow. "I am a person of principle."

"It's okay, I'll give you 500,000 too, that should be alright, right?"

"My principle is..."

"And each of us should have a forbidden item for self-defense."

"Cough cough cough, my original..."

"Tsk... How about this, Wang Mian said the [Masked] team owes me a favor." Zhao Wentian stared into Lin Qiye's eyes.

"I'll give it to you. No, no, no, I, Zhao Wentian, owe you a favor. This is much greater than what the [Masked] Squad owes you."

"Deal!" Lin Qiye nodded in satisfaction.

"Alright, I admit defeat, King."

Zhao Wentian rubbed his hands together and stepped forward.

"what?"

Whirlpool stared at Zhao Wentian with a face full of doubt.

"Your captain will explain the vortex to you," Zhao Wentian chuckled. "So, can you do me a favor?"

The vortex paused again, "Huh?"

"It's a brother, come and chop me!"

Zhao Wentian pointed to the zither in Wang Mian's hand and raised an eyebrow.

Without wasting words, Lin Qiye raised his straight sword and slashed down.

It struck Zhao Wentian's wrist, and blood splattered out.

Whirlpool: ?(?'?'?)??????

Then another slash landed on Zhao Wentian's biceps, drawing out bright red blood.

Vortex:∑(??д??lll)

"Come again!"

Zhao Wentian pointed to his shoulder.

Lin Qiye slashed down with his straight blade.

"No, please don't do magic tricks in front of me, okay?"

The more I looked at the vortex, the tighter my heart felt; I could hardly breathe.

The vortex is about to suffocate: "o((⊙﹏⊙))o"

Let alone the vortex, even the usually composed King was terrified.

The Masked Squad's King Mask and Whirlpool watched quietly as Lin Qiye slashed at Zhao Wentian; the scene was somewhat bloody at one point.

"Don't just stand there, hurry up and chop! If you're too slow, you won't see any blood."

Lin Qiye raised the knife high, a smile playing on his lips. There was no sign of insincerity; in fact, he was... damn excited.

Wang Mian looked at Lin Qiye's serious yet excited expression.

Without hesitation, he picked up the halberd and began to chop, shouting as he did so.

"Huh? If you're a brother, you'll just take a knife and try to kill Zhao Wentian??"

Of the three people present, one slashed at Zhao Wentian several times, and then Zhao Wentian smeared some blood on his face.

Then, he said something truly shocking:

"Seven Nights, hurry, help me back. My wounds will heal soon, please hurry..."

Wang Mian and Xuanwo exchanged a glance.

Whirlpool: "Σ（OдO‖)Σ(☆д◎川)ノ!"

Zhao Wentian, supported by Lin Qiye, returned to the training camp, occasionally turning back to call out to Wang Mian:

"Captain Wang, hurry, the wound on your hand is almost healed, don't let the new recruits notice."

Wang Mian's lips twitched:........

That's the truth. After the battle with the King, his bloodline purity has now reached 24%.

The Undying Sutra possesses astonishing regenerative abilities; ordinary slashes will not even cause much damage.

Even if there is damage, it will recover quickly.

Others don't know.

But Lin Qiye, who had slept with her for a month, knew very well.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have swung his knife at him without hesitation.

Every single detail required for the performance must be executed flawlessly...

“Recovered!!!”

Zhao Wentian watched as the wound on his wrist healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Lin Qiye frowned, looking at Wang Mian.

"Open the forbidden area?"

"Open, open, open..."