Godslayer: Agent of the Gods, the Stabilizing Force at the Start

Cangnan City Night Watchmen Headquarters

Squad 136 sat together in a very relaxed atmosphere.

"What's Hongying having for dinner today?"

"Xiao Su, light a cigarette!!"

"......"

Chen Muye slammed his hand on the table, looking at the listless team members, and said with a grave expression, "This mission is extremely dangerous; it's about encircling and annihilating the Ghost-Faced King..."

No one in Squad 136 took the danger seriously, after all, they were always dancing with danger.

Meanwhile, within the group, a man dressed in black lowered his head and murmured in a voice only he could hear, "Has the time finally come to hunt down the Ghost-Faced King...?"

The man's name was Su Ming, and he had transmigrated to the world of Godslayer a few months ago.

The original owner was a special forces soldier from Cangnan City. Because of the spread of this mysterious fog, he learned the truth about the world. With his excellent physical qualities and stable emotions, he was assigned to the 136th Squad of the army.

However, because of his ordinary identity, he lost his life during a mission, which allowed him to travel to this world.

Perhaps Chen Muye didn't want him to die too soon. Since being assigned to Cangnan City, he hadn't gone on a single mission, only able to light cigarettes for Zhao Kongcheng, cook for Hongying, and help the gloomy girl Si Xiaonan relieve some of her inner pressure...

Thinking about this, Su Ming didn't know whether to feel fortunate or regretful.

Fortunately, I have a group of teammates who care about me.

Sadly, while his teammates charged into battle on the front lines, he could only watch silently as they returned, battered and bruised.

At times like these, Su Ming would feel a strong sense of powerlessness. Without awakening the Forbidden Ruins, if he were to face the mysterious, let alone the Ghost-Faced King, he wasn't even confident he could handle the Ghost-Faced Man.

Having transmigrated here four months ago, every day upon waking up, Su Ming checks whether the system or his cheat system has been credited to his account.

He eventually discovered he was just an ordinary person. Holding the badge that had once filled him with immense pride, Su Ming now felt only irony.

"Su Ming, we're short-handed for this mission, and we need you to go to the battlefield. Be careful."

Chen Muye interrupted Su Ming's thoughts and said seriously.

“No problem.” Su Ming replied with a resolute look in his eyes, though his voice trembled slightly.

Seeing that Su Ming was trembling slightly, Zhao Kongcheng put his arm around Su Ming and whispered in his ear, "Don't be nervous. You're a grown man, acting like a woman. Look at Hongying next to you, aren't you ashamed?!"

Su Ming irritably pushed Zhao Kongcheng's arm away: "Who's nervous? I'm just too excited. Every time I see you guys come back from killing monsters, you're so full of vigor. Just you wait, I'll definitely kill more than you this time."

At this moment, Chen Muye handed over the papers one by one in order from nearest to farthest.

"According to the Night Watch's rules, we must write a will before each mission. Hurry up and write yours. Once you're done, we'll begin the mission," Chen Muye said calmly.

"I'll pass, I've never written one before. If you know how to write one, please have Su Ming teach you."

Zhao Kongcheng didn't even glance at the white paper in front of him before turning around and leaving the table after speaking.

"I'm going to get my things ready."

"I'll go as well."

"..."

Then, Wu Xiangnan, Hong Ying, Wen Qimo, Si Xiaonan, and Leng Xuan also left the table without even looking.

Su Ming stared at the paper in front of him, not knowing what to write. After all, he was an orphan with no relatives or friends. Even if he left something, he wouldn't know what to write. Writing to his companions would only add to his sorrow.

Moreover, with Leng Xuan's little box, even if I miss him, I can just look at the photos and remember his smiling face.

"Captain, I don't have anything to write either. I'll go prepare now."

Before Chen Muye could even agree, Su Ming vanished from the conference room in the blink of an eye.

Watching Su Ming leave, Chen Muye breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the child didn't ask him for help; he had forgotten how to write it all these years.

......

Beneath the dim clouds, the twilight had long since vanished, and the world seemed shrouded in a black veil.

Su Ming followed behind Zhao Kongcheng, holding a straight sword, wearing a dark red cloak, and touching the emblem on his chest with his right hand.

I don't know if it was the nervousness of my first mission, or the excitement.

Su Ming always felt something was wrong with his body, as if there were shackles binding him, and walking felt like carrying a heavy load.

Just as Su Ming relaxed his body, everything around him changed instantly.

The cries of the stray cats on the road suddenly stopped, the wind died down, the people disappeared, and the feeling of heaviness vanished completely.

Instead, a world as black as ink was created.

"who is it?"

The fact that he was able to be pulled into the domain so easily, without even Zhao Kongcheng noticing,

Su Ming's body tensed instantly. He gripped the long sword tightly and gently rubbed his fingers on the side of the emblem, causing a thin silver needle to pop out, ready to be injected with the Ghost God Guide at any moment.

In the blink of an eye, nine national guardian steles suddenly appeared in the dark distance, standing majestically on the vast land, as if they were the most solid guardians of heaven and earth. Each stele exuded an ancient and mysterious aura, inspiring awe in people.

Against the backdrop of darkness, the nine divine steles resemble nine dazzling suns, each seemingly an independent universe containing countless secrets and miracles.

"Huh? What's this???"

Su Ming's eyes widened; the nine divine steles before him evoked a strange sense of familiarity. His mind raced, replaying the events of the God-Slaying arc.

"Holy crap, these are nine national guardian steles transformed from the gods of China."

Before Su Ming could recover from his shock, a voice suddenly came from one of the divine tablets, sounding as if filled with doubt.

"Hmm? There are actually descendants of the Great Xia Dynasty who can enter the National Guardian Stele?"

Immediately, a dazzling divine light shot out from the divine stele, piercing the darkness and illuminating the entire world.

A figure stood tall and straight as a pine tree, his body gleaming with a cold light, his armor seemingly capable of cleaving the air. His eyes, like brilliant stars, shone with wisdom and majesty, each gaze seemingly able to see into the depths of one's heart.

As he walked step by step, the surrounding air seemed to be affected by his aura, becoming heavy and solemn. Behind him, countless rays of light seemed to flicker, which was the magical power contained within his body surging, and each breath was accompanied by the resonance of the primordial energy of heaven and earth.

When he finally stood before Su Ming, the three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand instantly emitted a dazzling light, as if it could tear through the void and sever all obstacles. At that moment, the entire world seemed to tremble, and countless rays of light and magical power intertwined, forming a breathtaking scene.

Su Ming squinted, standing as straight as a pine tree planted in the ground, resisting the heavy pressure. Looking at the conspicuous three-pointed double-edged sword, he could no longer maintain his composure.

"This is... Erlang Shen, the True Lord of Manifestation, Yang Jian?"