Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Chapter 706: A Dark Conspiracy, Galan vs. New Soldiers

"Don't panic, don't panic!" The skinny recruit lowered his voice, with a crazy light flashing in his triangular eyes.

"The plan won't change! Even if those guys from Nightfall interfere, what can we do? We've been preparing for so long, are we still afraid of them?"

He paused, his voice lowered, a hint of temptation in his voice: "Think about it, if we flatten this training camp, the Night Watchmen of Daxia will be thrown into disarray and run for their lives."

"When that happens, it will be the perfect time for the Dark Gods to descend! We will become the founders of a new world and receive eternal praise!"

He clenched his fists, veins popping out on the backs of his bony hands, and his tone became excited: "Think about those high gods, think about the power they have bestowed upon us!"

"As long as we complete this mission, we will get more, much more! Then, the whole world will surrender to us!"

The young recruit's face also showed a fanatical look, but he still maintained a trace of rationality.

He whispered, "But where is Lord Qianmo? Didn't he say he would come to help us? Why hasn't he shown up yet?"

The skinny recruit curled his lips and said disdainfully, "Master Qianmo's whereabouts are erratic. Who knows where he is now?"

"But it doesn't matter, we can succeed even without him!"

"Don't forget, we still have 'that'! As soon as the time is right and we activate 'that', the entire training camp will be reduced to ashes!"

Another young recruit said worriedly, "But, 'that' is too powerful. What if we can't control it and it hurts one of our own people?"

The skinny recruit sneered, "Hmph, those who achieve great things don't care about trivial matters! To welcome the coming of the Dark Gods, what's the big deal about sacrificing a few ants?"

"Besides, as long as we act fast enough, we can completely destroy this place before the people from Nightfall can react!"

"By then, the entire Daxia will be plunged into panic, and the dark gods will descend in fear, hahahaha..."

His laughter was sharp and piercing, full of madness and anticipation, and it was creepy to hear.

Several recruits looked at each other and saw determination and madness in each other's eyes.

In order to welcome the coming of the dark gods, they have given everything!

At the same time, on the rooftop of the shooting range of the training camp.

Galan lay on the railing bored, his long legs dangling in the air.

The sun was particularly bright today, making her drowsy.

"Oh, it's so boring..." She yawned and stretched, showing off her beautiful curves.

"These new recruits are so useless, aren't they? They've been training for so long."

"No one has noticed I'm hiding here yet? What a waste of my time!"

She has been here for three days, and her daily task is to hide on the roof of the shooting range.

Waiting for the recruits to spot her, then scaring them.

This is the fun she creates for herself. Who can blame her for being so bored?

"I don't know what those old guys were thinking. They insisted on assigning me here as a 'special instructor'. What a waste of talent!"

Jialan grumbled with a look of dissatisfaction on his face.

"I, Jia Lan, the ace of the Phoenix Squad, am actually playing hide-and-seek with a bunch of rookies here. This is outrageous!"

Just as she was complaining, hurried footsteps were heard in the distance.

Galan's eyes lit up and he immediately became energetic.

"Oh? Someone's finally here? Looks like my 'surprise' might come in handy!"

She jumped up from the ground excitedly, ran to the toolbox nearby and started rummaging through it.

"Hey, let me see, what's the best way to scare them?"

She was searching, talking to herself.

"Prosthetic limbs? No, that's too uncreative. Blood plasma? Too bloody, it would scare the kids. Um... I got it!"

She pulled a belt made of human skulls from her toolbox, a mischievous grin on her face.

"This is a 'treasure' I finally got. If I use it to scare someone, it will definitely make them remember it forever!"

Galan couldn't wait to give the new recruits a "surprise", but something went wrong when threading the needle.

Her hand, which usually held a gun, was as steady as a rock, but now she was holding a tiny needle and couldn't penetrate it.

"What a crappy needle! Why is it so hard to thread?" She was so anxious that she was sweating profusely, with fine beads of sweat appearing on her forehead.

"No, calm down, you must calm down!"

She took a deep breath, tried to calm herself, and tried threading the needle again.

However, the more anxious she was, the more mistakes she made.

The needle either pricked my finger or broke the thread. After struggling for a long time, I still couldn't thread the thread into the eye of the needle.

"Damn it! He failed at the critical moment!" Galan stomped his feet in anger and really wanted to throw away this broken needle.

After much effort, Galan finally managed to thread the thread into the eye of the needle.

She quickly picked up a skull and began to sew it up.

"Hey, once I finish making this belt, I'm going to give those new recruits an unforgettable surprise!"

While sewing, Galan was thinking in his mind and was completely unaware that danger was approaching quietly.

She deftly strung the heads together one by one, and soon a belt made up of more than a dozen heads was completed.

Jia Lan excitedly put the belt around his waist, trying to tie it on, but...

"Huh? What's going on?" Galan was stunned. She found that the belt was too long and could not be tied around her waist at all.

"No way? Have I lost weight again recently?" Jialan touched his waist in disbelief and felt that it seemed to have become a lot thinner.

She tried a few more times but still couldn't fasten the belt tightly, and could only watch it slip from her waist.

"Damn it! He failed at the critical moment!" Galan stomped his feet in anger again, and really wanted to throw away this broken belt.

But, this was something she had worked so hard to make, it would be a shame to throw it away.

Just when she was in a dilemma, the footsteps were getting closer.

"No, there's no time!" Galan gritted his teeth and decided to use something else instead.

She looked around, trying to find a suitable replacement, when suddenly her eyes fell on...

"Got it!" Galan's eyes lit up and a strange smile appeared on his face.

She quickly put the belt away and looked around for a suitable replacement.

Her eyes fell on a pile of cushions, which were used by some recruits to practice their shooting positions.

Galan's eyes lit up, and he quickly grabbed a few cushions, placed them around his waist, and then tried to tie the belt.

"Well, this should be appropriate!" Jia Lan thought to himself,

"She carefully wrapped the belt around her waist little by little,"

“Finally, the belt was tied tightly around her waist and did not slip down anymore.

She stood up with satisfaction, looking at herself in the mirror, her heart filled with a sense of accomplishment.

However, just as she was about to show her skills, the sudden sound of footsteps interrupted her thoughts.

Galan turned around suddenly and saw a group of recruits standing at the entrance of the shooting range, staring at her in amazement.

"Why did you come so soon?"

Jia Lan frowned, but she quickly adjusted her attitude and showed a playful smile.

"But, just in time, my 'surprise' is ready!"

The new recruits were stunned by the strange attire of Galan.

Especially the belt made of human skulls made them feel creepy.

Galan walked slowly towards them, every step filled with pressure, as if a huge shadow was hovering above their heads.

"How is it? Is it a 'surprise'?" Galan said in a low voice, with a hint of teasing and threat in his tone.

The recruits suddenly fell into panic. They exchanged terrified glances with each other, not knowing what to do.

At this moment, a brave and young recruit finally couldn't help but speak up: "Who are you? Why are you trying to scare us?"

Jia Lan stopped and stared at him coldly. "Today, I will test your strength!"

Before she finished her words, she suddenly accelerated and slashed at the nearest recruit with a palm.

The recruits dodged, but Galan was too fast and they fell to the ground one after another. The pain and fear made it difficult for them to move.

Galan sneered and continued to rush forward. Her movements were like a storm, and every blow was precise and powerful.

The new recruits had no power to fight back against her attacks and could only dodge.

But in the end, they were knocked to the ground one by one by her.

Just when Galan was about to end this "test",

A cold voice suddenly sounded behind her: "Jialan, I didn't expect you to have so much fun here."

Jialan turned around suddenly and saw Qianmo standing not far away, his eyes full of confidence and sinisterness.

He slowly walked towards Jialan, a sneer on his face: "But, do you really think you are the only one who can fight?"

A hint of surprise flashed across Jialan's eyes, but she quickly regained her composure.

He clenched his fists: "Qianmo, you came at the right time! Just in time for me to see what you can do!"

The sneer on Qianmo's lips became even more intense.

He suddenly jumped into the air and punched Galan at an unbelievable speed.

Jialan dodged instinctively, but Qianmo was so fast that she could hardly feel his presence.

However, Galan's reaction was also extremely quick. She dodged Qianmo's attack by leaning sideways at the last moment and kicked him in the abdomen.

"Humph! Want to kill me instantly? Not that easy!"

Jia Lan snorted coldly, then punched Qianmo in the face with his backhand, knocking him away.

Qianmo fell to the ground, with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, but he quickly stood up.

Jia Lan stared at Qianmo coldly, a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes: "I will expose the conspiracy of your Ancient God Church!"

Just as she was about to continue fighting, a light and shadow suddenly flew from a distance and headed straight for the shooting range.

Galan frowned and became secretly alert.

She knew that the battle had just begun and the conspiracy of the Ancient God Church was far from over.

Jia Lan smiled coldly, his eyes fixed on Qian Mo who had just stood up: "You, the Ancient God Church, really think you can control everything? I will make you pay the price!"

He stared at Jia Lan coldly, a sneer on his lips again: "Jia Lan, your good show has just begun."

A hint of determination flashed in Galan's eyes, and she clenched her fists, ready to meet the upcoming challenge.

At this time, more footsteps were heard outside the shooting range, and it seemed that more enemies were approaching.

Galan's brows were furrowed