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

The sunlight, like a gentle and bright golden messenger, quietly penetrated the light curtains, gently brushing across every corner of the room like fine silk.

It moved slowly and leisurely, with a touch of laziness and ease, and finally landed gently on the tidy desk.

Yiyu led Shen Qingzhu, who had just joined the Ancient God Church, to her office.

"Sit anywhere."

Yiyu took two wine glasses from the wine cabinet next to her, poured them into red wine that looked like a donation of blood, and handed them to Shen Qingzhu. Then she sat down in her office chair, swirling the wine glasses. Sunlight shone through the red wine, reflecting a brilliant purple hue.

Shen Qingzhu, who had just been resurrected, was looking around the retro and elegant room.

Yiyu laughed and said, "Don't be envious. This is just one of my offices. I have a feeling that you will definitely be among the top believers in the future."

Shen Qingzhu stood up, slightly bowing, placed her right hand on her chest, and calmly said, "The believer Shen Qingzhu will forever follow in your footsteps."

A look of enjoyment appeared on Yiyu's face. He stood up, walked to Shen Qingzhu's side, and patted his shoulder hard.

"Very good, get up." Yiyu looked at Shen Qingzhu's adoring eyes and smiled, "Don't worry, our Ancient God Church will be the future of Great Xia. Next, you need to... hiss."

Just as he was describing his next plan, a sudden pain spread from the tip of his tongue, like a sharp needle gently grazing a sensitive nerve, shattering his grand ambitions—those future blueprints that he had sketched and meticulously planned countless times in his mind.

It all came to an abrupt halt at that moment; all thoughts and plans were interrupted by this sudden pain.

He instinctively stuck out his tongue, trying to alleviate the unbearable pain through direct contact with the air. But upon seeing Shen Qingzhu's gaze, he immediately withdrew it.

Shen Qingzhu felt a little strange. Couldn't a Sea Realm expert control his mouth? But seeing a Sea Realm expert in pain like a child was so comical.

She wanted to laugh, but was afraid of giving herself away, so she could only use her mental power to control the muscles in her face.

Once he recovered from his ramblings, he first took an elegant sip of red wine, then smiled nonchalantly, as if he hadn't been the same person just moments before: "Next, we'll interrupt and launch an attack..."

He was talking non-stop, his voice full of confidence and passion. He was immersed in his own world, thinking that he was incomparably elegant at the moment. Every gesture and every look in his eyes exuded an indescribable charm, as if the whole room was illuminated by his light.

Another unexpected incident shattered this harmony. For some reason, he suddenly lost his balance, as if gently pushed by an invisible force, and his whole body lurched forward, stumbling and falling flat on his face.

This fall not only brought Yiyu back to reality from his reverie, but also caused him to crash heavily onto the desk in an extremely awkward position.

With his buttocks sticking up high and his face pressed against the ground, Shen Qingzhu was completely stunned. She had thought he was going to put on a big show, but who knew he was just there to be a clown.

If you stretched out the hat on his head and added a red ball to his nose, it would suit him even better.

The muttering on the ground was also puzzled, wondering why it had been so unlucky lately.

He bites his tongue when he speaks, falls down, and when he's planning something while defecating, a snake suddenly runs out of the toilet. Also, his fork breaks while he's eating, and his zipper suddenly falls down while he's holding a meeting with his followers. Although these things don't affect him, they are disgusting and embarrassing.

Who is it?!

.......

After receiving the badges and weapons, Yuan Gang stood ramrod straight, looked at the crowd below the stage, and solemnly announced, "The oath-taking begins."

Everyone present clenched their right fist, gripped their badge tightly, and placed it against their chest.

"I, Yuan Gang, swear under the red flag of Great Xia..."

"I, Lin Qiye..."

"..."

After the oath was taken, everyone picked up their pre-prepared suitcases and headed towards the gate.

This time, Su Ming and Lin Qiye did not take the bus. Instead, they walked slowly down the mountain along the road. Outside the military checkpoint, they saw a familiar black van parked. A woman wearing red casual clothes and sunglasses was leaning against the door. When she saw the two of them get off, she waved excitedly.

"Brother Ming, Sister Hongying is so excited to see you!" Lin Qiye said with a smile, carrying two suitcases.

Su Ming ignored her and walked straight to Hong Ying's side, asking with a smile, "Why are you here?"

Hongying glared at Su Ming: "Of course you're welcome to leave the camp! And why can't I come?"

"Stop talking, let's have a comrade's hug." Chen Muye stepped forward and hugged Su Ming.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Kongcheng also came forward to greet them.

“You’re the only one left in Hongying!” Zhao Kongcheng laughed.

Su Ming glanced at Hong Ying, then opened his arms and hugged her.

Although a little shy, Hongying went up to him and generously hugged Su Ming.

Welcome back.

Su Ming felt the faint fragrance and warmth of the red tassel in his arms, smiled but didn't say anything, wanting to say that the red tassel was soft and bumpy.

After the hug, Hongying blushed and sat down in the driver's seat.

Zhao Kongcheng laughed and said, "How come the usually enthusiastic and outgoing Hongying becomes like a cat when she sees you?"

Su Ming shook his head helplessly. He didn't know when Hong Ying had changed, and the generous and enthusiastic Hong Ying he had just met was the one he knew.

Hongying, who was in the car, was also reliving the feeling from earlier. She found herself more comfortable staying the same way. That awkward and hesitant manner was not like her at all.

Seeing the two men's thoughtful expressions, Chen Muyi immediately broke the awkward atmosphere and said, "You two are really impressive. Su Ming got first place, and Lin Qiye got second place."

Zhao Kongcheng remarked with emotion, "The Yangtze River's back waves push the front waves forward."

At the Night Watchers' Base in Cangnan City, the group was chatting in the lounge after dinner when Leng Xuansi and Xiao Nan returned, looking travel-worn.

"How's the situation?"

"Something mysteriously appeared in the south of the city..." Leng Xuan coldly recounted the case.

Su Ming naturally knew the truth about this matter; it was all orchestrated by the tavern owner himself, and he was also planning how to resolve it.

After all, it was the tavern owner who caused the Cangnan God War.

Although Chen Muye was about to lose control of Shiva's Wrath, it wouldn't happen so soon, and Lin Qiye wouldn't collapse because of Cangnan's disappearance.

But it was already late, so the group decided to go to the site for further investigation the next day.

Inside the dormitory, Su Ming began to use the Nine Provinces Cauldron to draw from the Divine Ruins again. He probed the cauldron with his spiritual power and this time he drew Sun Wukong's Vajra Indestructible.

Feeling the increase in his physical strength, Su Ming was very happy. With this ability, he could unleash the power of the Nine Provinces Cauldron, and his body could hold out for a little longer.

Currently, I am at the Sichuan Realm level, and at most, I can unleash the power of the Klein Realm upon releasing the Nine Provinces Cauldron.

However, this strength is still somewhat insufficient in the face of the Cangnan God War.

Therefore, that's the only way...

However, before that, Su Ming planned to deal with the troublesome tavern owner first.

Under the cover of night, Su Ming went out alone.