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

Wen Qimo covered his head, still begging for forgiveness: "Sister Hongying, I was wrong, I will never talk nonsense again."

While watching the battle unfold, Leng Xuan walked over and said calmly, "Wen Qimo is being beaten right now, let me make a note of it for him."

As he spoke, Leng Xuan took out a notebook and pen from his bag to take notes.

"Your forbidden ruins haven't been recorded yet. What name do you plan to call them? And what can you do with them?"

"The Forbidden Ruins are called the Sea-Stabilizing Needle." Su Ming stroked his chin. He didn't actually know what the Forbidden Ruins did, and the Great Sage hadn't told him either.

But through his many battles, he still managed to draw some conclusions.

"I feel that within a circular area with a radius of about 30 meters centered on me, the Golden Cudgel can hit exactly where it is pointed."

"Hmm?" Leng Xuan said softly, "Wouldn't that mean you can just randomly rape someone?"

Zhao Kongcheng, who was eavesdropping nearby, felt a slight chill on his buttocks.

"I don't think you're familiar with top-tier battle dungeons. I have a suggestion: you could try reading more ancient books about Journey to the West and the Monkey King. You might be able to figure out some of their functions."

"The mighty Great Sage Equal to Heaven is far from being great with just one ability. Somersault Cloud, Seventy-two Transformations, Copper Wall and Iron Wall, Life-Saving Monkey Hair, Dharma Body of Heaven and Earth... Think about it carefully."

Su Ming nodded seriously. He hadn't really thought about this matter before, but he had been too busy these past two days to study his forbidden realm.

Have you changed in any other way?

"My dynamic vision is several times better than before, and it's even increasing every day."

Leng Xuan asked while taking notes:

"I can see that your eyes have evolved; they've really become incredibly sharp. How about your combat skills?"

"My staff skills are also improving every day. At the beginning, I was a separate person from a separate staff, but now I have achieved a state of oneness with the staff," Su Ming said calmly.

Wen Qimo stared at the purple eye sockets and exclaimed incredulously, "You're exaggerating too much! One day is equivalent to a year for others. You're just a god's agent. I have a feeling that you are a god yourself."

When Leng Xuan saw Wen Qimo arrive, he threw the notebook to him.

Wen Qimo summarized the contents of the notebook and quickly finalized the training plan.

"I can only train your Forbidden Ruins. Overall, you only know that you don't need to use a stick. You need to continue to learn more, so you need to face crises to improve, or you can have your god teach you personally."

Wen Qimo pointed to the room behind him.

Su Ming understood immediately. The room contained 39,000 hidden miniature rubber machine guns, which was more than enough to train his dynamic vision and stick skills.

But he has a simpler way to improve.

"There is another way for me to improve my abilities, which is to kill mystics. No matter what level of mystery it is, as long as I kill it with my own hands, my abilities will continue to improve."

"As expected of Sun Wukong's agent, your method of improvement is also through combat," Wen Qimo exclaimed. "Alright then, whatever the future plans are, I'll prioritize arranging things for you."

"no problem."

As night fell, gently embracing the earth in its deep embrace, a sudden downpour shattered the tranquility of the night amidst the utter silence.

On the street, the lights became hazy and dreamlike in the rain, like a dream diluted by the rain, flickering on and off, adding a touch of mystery and seclusion to the rainy night. Rainwater flowed freely down the eaves and branches, forming silver waterfalls.

"Is it time yet?" Su Ming looked out the window at the torrential rain, calculating when the Ghost-Faced King would appear.

According to the plot, the masked king hiding in the old residential area is about to show his face.

Zhao Kongcheng is about to reach the most important crossroads in his life. In order to protect the people behind him, he single-handedly blocks the masked man and awakens his forbidden power, "Ming Sheng Shan Yue".

His death also provided Lin Qiye with a reason to join the Night Watchmen organization.

In short, he was someone who existed solely for that one moment.

If they wait until the masked man appears before Squad 136 goes to provide support, even with Su Ming's current speed, they still won't be able to save him.

Thinking of this, Su Ming also walked outside.

He planned to ambush people in the old residential area beforehand.

.......

The rain poured down recklessly in the wind.

The light in this old residential area has a gentle feel to it.

In this old residential area, Zhao Kongcheng, wearing a red cloak, ran wildly in the rain, carrying a large suitcase in his hand.

Rain streamed down his cheeks; it was just an ordinary summer downpour, but he felt unusually cold.

"Are you sure the Ghost-Faced King is coming this way?" Zhao Kongcheng frowned.

"Uncertain. Ten minutes ago, our search team found the Ghost King's blood sacrifice in the nearby sewers. There are two possible locations: the city center or the old residential area."

"Are you planning to abandon the old residential area? They are living, breathing people too," Zhao Kongcheng said angrily.

"Calm down," Wu Xiangnan said sincerely. "I have never thought of giving up. I have already sent people over there. You should evacuate the crowd as soon as possible. This is the best option right now. If a riot breaks out in the city center, the consequences will be too great for either of us to bear."

"Who's rushing towards me?" Zhao Kongcheng asked in a muffled voice. He understood; it was a simple question of saving the mother and the children.

"Su Ming started approaching you ten minutes earlier. Hong Ying has just set off and will need some more time."

"Never confront the Ghost-Faced King head-on. He is not someone you can handle. If necessary, use the Boundless Void to restrict him."

Zhao Kongcheng loosened his clenched fist.

"receive."

Zhao Kongcheng's figure moved swiftly through the rain, heading towards his destination.

He had just come out of that place a few minutes ago. And Lin Qiye should have already eaten by now.

But just then, an extremely disgusting stench suddenly filled his nostrils.

The running footsteps stopped instantly.

The roar of the rain drowned out all the noise. He carefully and quickly observed his surroundings, afraid of missing a single detail.

"Report, Zhao Kongcheng has discovered Ghost Face King in the old residential area..." Zhao Kongcheng turned on his headset, his voice very calm.

Just as he finished speaking, Wu Xiangnan's voice came through the earpiece again.

"Received, I've given the order. The Night Watchmen are moving closer to the old residential area. Su Ming will be there soon, and Hong Ying will need another ten minutes. Old Zhao, use the Boundless Void to trap him for ten minutes."

Ten minutes?

The no-rules airspace is not meant to trap people; Wu Xiangnan has already lost his mind.

Rainwater flowed down the ground into the manhole cover in front of him.

Suddenly, the manhole cover trembled violently, and with a cracking sound, it flew into the sky.

A hideous arm emerged from the well...