Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Chapter 794: Searching for the Mystery

Night Watch Headquarters, Minister's Office.

Zuo Qing rubbed his brows tiredly. There was a mountain of documents in front of him, but his thoughts drifted to the distant Takama-ga-hara.

Wu Hen and Lin Qiye, the two top fighters of Da Xia, have now lost all news, which makes him unable to sleep or eat.

The entire Night Watch system was running at high speed, trying to locate them through various channels, but all the results were in vain.

At this moment, the office door was pushed open with a creaky sound.

A figure in a bright yellow takeout uniform flashed in.

He was wearing a helmet of the same color, with a little yellow duck stubbornly stuck on the top of the helmet, shaking its head.

"Lao Zuo, I heard you were looking for me?"

The man took off his helmet carelessly, revealing an ordinary face. It was Lu Wuwei.

He casually placed the helmet on Zuo Qing's desk, and the little yellow duck swayed twice due to inertia.

When Zuo Qing saw him like this, the corner of his eye twitched.

He took a deep breath and suppressed the urge to complain.

In the most serious tone possible, he said, "Lu Wuwei, there's an urgent task that requires your help."

"Mission?" Lu Wuwei pulled over a chair and crossed his legs.

"Let me make it clear first, I'm only responsible for delivery and won't get involved in anything else. There have been a lot of negative reviews recently, which has affected my sales."

Zuo Qing's temples were throbbing. He knew he couldn't beat around the bush with this guy.

I can only say bluntly: "It's not about delivering goods, it's about finding someone."

"Wu Hen and Lin Qiye have lost contact."

The indifference on Lu Wuwei's face instantly subsided a bit, and a barely perceptible gleam flashed in his eyes.

Of course he knew who Wu Hen and Lin Qiye were, and he also understood what it meant for these two people to lose contact.

"Lost contact? Who could have made them lose contact with both of them?"

"The details are unclear, but the final clues point to Takamagahara."

Zuo Qing pushed a briefing over and said, "I need you to go and get them back."

"You are the fastest person in Daxia. Only you can do this."

Lu Wuwei did not read the briefing, but put on his helmet again and stood up.

He stretched lazily and said, "Alright, I'm an outstanding young man from Daxia after all."

"However, Lao Zuo, this delivery is quite a distance. It's a cross-border business, so the delivery fee will be increased."

"…Name your price."

Zuo Qing had given up arguing with him about this. As long as he could get the person back, everything would be fine.

"Okay!" Lu Wuwei snapped his fingers, and his cynical smile returned to his face.

"Wait until I send the person back to you, and then we can slowly settle the matter. Let's go!"

Before he finished speaking, his figure turned into a yellow lightning and disappeared at the door.

Only the little yellow duck on the desk was still shaking slightly.

At the entrance of the Night Watch headquarters, Lu Wuwei was about to start his ordinary-looking electric car.

A guy next to me, also wearing a takeaway uniform, came over.

He enthusiastically offered a cigarette: "Hey, new here? Which platform are you running?"

Lu Wuwei waved his hand: "I don't smoke, thank you."

"Just run around and make a living."

"Looking at the direction you're heading, are you heading out of the city?"

"Big order?" the young man asked curiously.

Lu Wuwei turned the ignition switch, and the car emitted a slight electric sound.

Without even turning around, he said, "It's OK. The orders are overseas."

"Overseas?" The young man was stunned, forgetting to light the cigarette in his mouth, and looked at Lu Wuwei's back with an incredible look on his face.

"Holy crap, are electric cars that capable of traveling across the Pacific now?"

Before he could finish his words, he felt a gust of wind blowing around him.

A black off-road vehicle drifted in an extremely exaggerated manner.

It stopped steadily at the gate, and the wheels made a sharp scream as they rubbed against the ground.

The car door was suddenly pushed open, and Baili Pangpang rolled down from the passenger seat first.

He was still clutching half a hamburger and mumbling, "That's it! I smell it!"

Immediately afterwards, Cao Yuan, An Qingyu and Shen Qingzhu also quickly got out of the car.

An Qingyu's eyes immediately locked onto the takeaway boy who was still standing there smoking. He adjusted his glasses, and a gleam of light flashed across the lenses.

He said to everyone: "According to the intelligence, the senior's latest disguise is a delivery man."

"It should be him."

Cao Yuan's expression became serious. He immediately stepped forward and clasped his fists towards the delivery boy who looked bewildered.

He said in a deep voice: "Cao Yuan, captain of the Night Squad, nice to meet you, Senior!"

"We have an important matter to ask for, and we hope that Senior can help us find the whereabouts of Lin Qiye and Wu Hen!"

The delivery guy was completely stunned, and the cigarette in his hand fell to the ground with a "click".

He looked at the men and women in front of him who had extraordinary auras and scorching eyes.

He stammered, "Senior? Brother, did you recognize the wrong person?"

"I... I'm just a food delivery guy! I have parents and children to take care of, I don't know anything!"

The atmosphere at the scene instantly fell into a dead silence.

Baili Pangpang swallowed the last bite of his burger and scratched his head: "Qingyu, your information... isn't it a little unreliable?"

An Qingyu's face was a little embarrassed. He once again looked at the takeaway boy in front of him who was about to cry.

No matter how you look at it, he's just an ordinary person.

At this moment, Shen Qingzhu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly raised his hand.

Pointing to a small yellow dot in the distant sky, her voice was cold and firm: "You have the wrong person."

"The real Lu Wuwei is that."

Everyone immediately looked in the direction she pointed.

On the distant skyline,

A figure in a yellow takeout uniform was rapidly moving away at a speed that was difficult to capture with the naked eye.

The little yellow duck fluttering in the wind above his head is particularly eye-catching in the sunlight.

He's not riding, he's flying!

Cao Yuan's pupils suddenly contracted, and he growled without hesitation: "Get in the car, chase!"

At the same time, in another completely different time and space.

Gao Tianyuan.

The former kingdom of God is now only left with silence and desolation.

Several setting suns hung in the broken sky, their dark red light illuminating the earth like purgatory.

The figures of Wu Hen, Lin Qiye and Jia Lan emerged in the ripples of space.

Merlin stood beside them, no emotion visible on his old face.

As soon as I set foot on this land, an indescribable feeling of oppression came over me.

The air was filled with the rusty smell of dried divine blood and a faint hint of decay.

What shocked them the most were the corpses of gods scattered all over the land.

Those Eastern gods who were once high and mighty and in charge of the laws,

At this moment, it was like a tattered doll that had been discarded at random, lying in the ruins in a mess.

Some of the corpses were broken, some had their hearts pierced.

Some of them kept expressions of fear or anger before death, their divine brilliance had long been dimmed.

Only the huge body remains to tell the story of the cruelty of that shocking battle.

"This... is Takama-ga-hara?"

Galan's voice trembled slightly. The hellish scene before her was beyond her cognitive limit.

Lin Qiye frowned tightly and looked around vigilantly.

, he said in a deep voice: "All the gods are dead...but what about the things that killed them?"

Wu Hen's gaze was even deeper. As a time traveler, he had seen countless grand scenes.

But the scene before him still shocked him greatly.

His brain was working rapidly, analyzing calmly: "Something is wrong."

"Although these corpses have lost their divinity, their bodies are very well preserved."

"Besides...it's so quiet here, as quiet as if it were a stage deliberately set up."

He looked at Merlin, his eyes sharp as a knife: "Sir Merlin, is this where you brought us?"

"What do you want us to see?"

Merlin did not answer his question directly, but raised the wooden stick in his hand.

Pointing to the very center of the ruins of the divine corpse, there stood a magnificent and lonely palace.

The palace was pitch black, as if made of obsidian from the abyss.

It is out of tune with the surrounding magnificent temple ruins and exudes a heart-pounding and eerie aura.

"The answers you want, the doubts you have, and the truths you need to face,"

Merlin's tone was calm, yet it carried an unquestionable guiding force.

“It’s all there.”

Wu Hen, Lin Qiye and Jia Lan's gazes all converged on the black palace.

It stood quietly in the center of the countless corpses, like an enormous tombstone.

It was like an ancient giant beast that was choosing its prey, opening its huge mouth like the abyss, waiting for their arrival.

The afterimage of the silver carriage completely disappeared from sight.

Merlin's eyes, which flashed scarlet, were like an invisible brand, deeply engraved in Wu Hen's mind.

Just as the carriage disappeared, Wu Hen's steps towards the blood-stained palace suddenly stopped!

An indescribable feeling, as if he had broken free from an invisible spider web, instantly engulfed his limbs and bones!

My thoughts, originally guided by Merlin's gentle and magnetic voice,

At this moment, it was as if a basin of ice water was poured over my head, and I instantly became extremely clear and sharp!

"Something's wrong!" Wu Hen's heart was filled with alarm. He turned around suddenly and stared at the direction where the carriage disappeared, his eyes as sharp as a knife.

It was a subtle change, like looking at the world through a pair of tinted glasses and suddenly the glasses were taken off.

Before, he trusted Merlin and doubted Susanoo.

The desire to find the truth...all these emotions seem so natural and logical.

But looking back now, there always seems to be an invisible hand gently pushing behind that "natural" feeling.

It's mind magic!

Wu Hen reacted instantly!

What Merlin just erased was an extremely clever and silent mental suggestion that was imposed on them!

He did not control their thoughts directly, but like a skilled gardener,

He skillfully trimmed and guided the direction of their thoughts, allowing them to self-righteously draw the conclusions he wanted!

"What a Merlin! He's so scheming!" A layer of cold sweat broke out on the back of Wu Hen.

This old magician, who has lived for who knows how many years, has a mind as deep as the ocean.

He brought himself and Lin Qiye here not just to let them "see the truth"!

"What's wrong?" Lin Qiye noticed Wu Hen's abnormality.

He quickly followed, his eyes also full of vigilance.

Although he did not have the intense feeling of being "unsealed" as Wu Hen did,

But he also keenly felt that the vague sense of oppression around him seemed to dissipate with Merlin's departure.

In its place was a purer, more primal kind of…danger.

"We might be used as pawns." Wu Hen's voice was very low and cold as ice.

"Merlin has been manipulating our judgment from the beginning."

"I'm afraid the 'truth' he calls it is the 'truth' he wants us to see."

Galan stood silently by, with no expression on his beautiful face, but his hand gripping the hilt of the sword subconsciously tightened.

Lin Qiye's pupils suddenly shrank, and he instantly understood what Wu Hen meant.

They thought they were on the second floor and Merlin was on the first floor, but now it seems that Merlin is probably standing in the atmosphere!

"Now..." Lin Qiye's gaze turned to the broken palace that stood like a giant beast's skeleton.

"Are we going in yet?"

This question is like a huge rock pressing on my heart.

Going in means stepping into the trap set by Merlin. The future is unknown and life and death are unpredictable.

If they don't move forward, the clue will be cut off and they will be like headless flies.

If you run around in this dangerous "graveyard of Gods", the consequences may be even worse.

Wu Hen's eyes flickered and his brain was working at an unprecedented speed.

Why did Merlin do this?

He led himself here and then canceled the mental magic at the right time. Was it an oversight?

impossible!

This old fox would never make such a low-level mistake!

Well, he did it on purpose!

He deliberately let us regain consciousness before entering the palace, just to make us examine the "truth" he prepared with vigilance and suspicion!

This is simply an open conspiracy!

He was certain that even if we knew it was a trap, we had to jump into it!

Because we have an irresistible curiosity about the truth of Takama-ga-hara and the secret of the fall of the kingdom of God!

"Go in!" Wu Hen gritted his teeth and spat out a word in a decisive tone!

"Since he's already set the stage, wouldn't it be disrespectful for us 'protagonists' not to take the stage?"

Wu Hen raised his lips in a cold arc, "I want to see what he has in mind!"

Rather than passively falling into unknown dangers, it is better to actively step into known traps. At least, they are now prepared!

The three of them no longer hesitated, and took heavy and firm steps.

After crossing the collapsed palace gate, he officially entered the temple of death.

What hit me in the face was the smell of blood so strong that it almost became tangible, and the unique smell of metallic decay after the divine power dissipated.

What he stepped on was no longer smooth jade, but broken fragments of artifacts and dried black blood clots.

Every step made a crisp "creaking" sound, which was particularly harsh in this silent palace.

The scene inside the palace was even more shocking than it looked from the outside.

The huge beam was cut in half, covered with hideous claw marks and traces of swords and knives.

On the walls, the murals depicting the achievements of the gods,

Now it is covered with large areas of dark red, as if the gods are crying and shedding blood.

Their eyes were instantly drawn to the scene in the center of the hall.

It was a golden throne that towered into the clouds. On the throne,

A huge corpse of a god wearing gorgeous armor,

He was nailed to it by a long spear that was as black as ink and had a wild shape!

The god had been dead for a long time, but the remaining divine power still caused the space to distort slightly.

His eyes were wide open, and his face was filled with endless astonishment and unwillingness.

And the spear that pierced his chest and nailed him to the throne...

Wu Hen and Lin Qiye's breathing stopped at the same time at this moment!

They recognized that gun!

That violent, overbearing aura that seemed to tear the sky apart,

It was what they had seen countless times in the materials,

The weapon belonging to the God of Destruction, Susanoo, who was denied by Merlin as a traitor, the "Spear of Heaven"!

unambiguous evidence!

However, Wu Hen's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle tip.

His gaze passed over the deadly gun and was fixed on the right hand of the crucified god.

The hand of that god did not hang down helplessly,

Instead, in an extremely strange posture, he tightly grasped a small golden bell that had long lost its luster.