Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Chapter 491: Sword enters the night watch and appoints the agent, and goes to the fog to find the st

The air in the conference room seemed to freeze, and everyone's eyes were focused on the golden Dragon Elephant Sword.

As soon as this thing came out, the tense atmosphere instantly turned into a large-scale scene of submission.

He Wenxing's face looked uglier than if he had eaten a fly. He felt that he might not have checked the almanac before going out today. The development of the plot was a little beyond his understanding.

Didn’t Ye Faner’s intelligence say that this man in black was just a guy who was good at fighting?

What does it mean to bring out the Dragon Elephant Sword?

Isn't it said that only the supreme leader of the Night's Watch is qualified to use this thing?

Could it be that Ye Faner's intelligence was a loophole?

"Dragon Elephant Sword... How did he get the Dragon Elephant Sword?"

He Wenxing was screaming wildly in his heart, but on the surface he could only pretend to be calm, and beads of sweat fell from his forehead like pearls with a broken string.

Zuo Qing'er was also stunned by the sudden reversal before her.

She widened her eyes, looked at the man in black, then looked at the Dragon Elephant Sword on the table, and felt that the whole world was mysterious.

Not only did the man in black come on strong, he also directly appointed her as the acting commander-in-chief.

This plot is even more outrageous than the 8 o'clock soap opera!

Is this the peak of my life?

Her inner monologue: Could it be that I am the legendary chosen one?

"Zuo Qing'er is Ye Fan'er's chosen agent."

The man in black, Zhou Ping'er, repeated it again. His voice was low and magnetic, but to everyone present, it sounded like thunder exploding in their ears.

"In the name of the Dragon Elephant Sword, I recommend Zuo Qing'er!"

Zhou Ping'er's words directly pushed the atmosphere to a climax.

Everyone was stunned. This was the Dragon Elephant Sword. Who would dare to question its owner?

He Wenxing felt like he was being slapped in the face. He wanted to say something in rebuttal.

But my throat seemed to be blocked by something and I couldn't make a sound.

He wanted to say that outsiders had no right to interfere in the internal affairs of the Night Watch, but when his eyes met Zhou Ping'er's, he could not say anything.

Zhou Ping'er's eyes were like two sharp knives, staring straight at He Wenxing. Her eyes were deep and cold, full of oppression.

He Wenxing felt like a prey being stared at by an ancient giant beast. His blood seemed to freeze, and an unprecedented sense of fear instantly surged into his heart.

He felt his mind went blank, as if he would be torn into pieces by this terrifying look in the next second.

At this moment, Zhou Ping'er slowly turned the hilt of the sword in her hand. This simple action made He Wenxing's heart tremble violently.

He Wenxing only saw a flash of golden light before his eyes, and his brain went blank in an instant.

Not really blank, but an indescribable confusion,

It was as if countless sharp swords were slicing madly in his consciousness. The severe pain surged like a tide, distorting the world before his eyes and filling his ears with a buzzing roar.

He felt as if his soul was being torn apart, every nerve was trembling, and every inch of his skin was burning.

This kind of pain, far exceeding physical torture, directly affected the depths of his soul and almost made him collapse.

In just half a second, Zhou Ping'er looked away, and the Dragon Elephant Sword stopped rotating.

However, for He Wenxing, this half second felt as long as a century.

When Zhou Ping'er turned her gaze to other people, He Wenxing was relieved from the endless pain.

He took a deep breath and collapsed on the chair like a deflated ball.

He felt weak all over, his clothes were soaked with cold sweat, and his face was as pale as a dead person.

He was breathing heavily and felt like he had been through the gates of hell.

When the other people in the conference room saw He Wenxing's miserable condition, they couldn't help but gasp.

They saw the scene clearly.

Although Zhou Ping'er only turned the hilt of the sword slightly, the invisible pressure made them feel suffocated.

Only then did they realize that the man in black before them was not just “better at fighting”.

This guy is simply a monster!

"Now, who else is against it?"

Zhou Ping'er's voice rang out again, low and calm, but like the sentence of death, it frightened everyone.

There was a dead silence in the conference room, and you could hear a pin drop.

No one dared to speak, let alone object.

He Wenxing’s tragic situation just now was like a loud slap in the face, slapping everyone hard in the face and making them wake up completely.

Zhou Ping'er glanced at everyone, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a playful smile.

"Very good." He said slowly, with a hint of unquestionable majesty in his tone.

"Since no one objects, then..." He paused, his eyes falling on Zuo Qing'er.

"It's settled that Zuo Qing'er will serve as acting commander-in-chief."

As he spoke, he gently placed the Dragon Elephant Sword on the table, making a crisp sound that was particularly harsh in the silent conference room.

"I have something else to do. I'll leave first." Zhou Ping'er turned and walked towards the conference room door. When he reached the door, he suddenly stopped and said without turning back, "By the way..."

"If you have any problems in the future, feel free to come to me." Zhou Ping'er's voice was not loud, but it was resounding, with an irresistible domineering aura.

Then he left without looking back, leaving behind only a handsome back.

The conference room was completely silent, and everyone was still immersed in the shock of what had just happened, unable to recover for a long time.

Zuo Qing'er stood there in a daze, as if she had been acupunctured. It took her a long time to react.

"Hey? Wait for me!" She suddenly came to her senses and ran after him.

She ran all the way and finally caught up with Zhou Ping'er on the roof.

"You... why did you come back? Who are you?" Zuo Qing'er asked breathlessly, her heart full of doubts.

Zhou Ping'er turned her back to her, gazing into the distance, her tone as calm as a pool of stagnant water: "Just do it if you want to. Why bother asking so many questions?"

Zuo Qing'er's expression became even more bizarre. This answer...

Isn’t that too perfunctory?

She felt that her brain was totally inadequate. The development of the plot was completely beyond her imagination.

How come this good thing that fell from the sky fell on her head?

Zhou Ping'er seemed to have noticed Zuo Qing'er's doubts, and he turned around.

There was a subtle tenderness in his eyes: "I believe you. From now on, I will be your support."

A warm feeling welled up in Zuo Qing'er's heart, and she nodded gratefully: "Thank you..."

The wind blew across the roof, lifting Zhou Ping'er's black shirt and revealing an ancient jade pendant around his waist.

The jade pendant emits a faint fluorescence, appearing particularly mysterious in the sunlight.

"Those missing students..." Zhou Ping'er suddenly spoke, her tone heavy with gravity. "I'll go check in the fog."

"Mist?" Zuo Qing'er was shocked. That was a forbidden area that even high-level godslayers didn't dare to set foot in easily!

"you……"

Zhou Ping'er raised her lips in a confident arc: "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

He paused, and then he jumped up and his figure disappeared in the mist in an instant.

Zuo Qing'er looked in the direction he disappeared, her eyes complicated as she silently chanted in her heart, "Mist... I hope you can return safely..." She clenched her fists, feeling the responsibility on her shoulders, and muttered to herself, "Night Watchman... I'll take care of it..."

Zuo Qing'er took a deep breath, her eyes firm: "I will take care of the internal affairs of the Night's Watch."

Zhou Ping'er had her back to her, her figure swaying slightly in the wind. Her tone was indistinguishable from her emotions: "Remember, be tactful. There are some things you can't turn back from once you've done them."

Zuo Qing'er's heart trembled, feeling that there was something else behind Zhou Ping'er's words, but she couldn't figure it out.

She asked tentatively, "If... I mean, if someone insists on opposing it, what will you do?"

Zhou Ping'er turned around, a meaningful smile on her lips: "Don't worry, I won't kill anyone."

Zuo Qing'er was stunned. She thought she would hear some domineering and cruel words.

For example, "make them regret coming into this world", but I didn't expect the answer to be so nonchalant.

This contrast made her not know how to respond for a moment.

"You won't kill anyone? Then..." Zuo Qing'er was about to ask further, but was interrupted by Zhou Ping'er.

"The fog trip is extremely dangerous. I must find those missing students."

Zhou Ping'er's tone suddenly became serious, "Even if it means breaking into the Divine Kingdom, I will do it at all costs."

Zuo Qing'er was shocked, she knew Zhou Ping'er was not joking.

The fog is a forbidden area that even high-level godslayers are afraid of, not to mention the kingdom of God. It is simply a forbidden area for humans!

But she did not dissuade her anymore because she knew that once Zhou Ping'er made a decision, she would not change it easily.

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"Take care." Zuo Qing'er only said these two words in the end.

Zhou Ping'er nodded, said nothing more, jumped up, and her figure instantly disappeared into the fog.

Zuo Qing'er stood there, looking at the vast fog, silently praying for Zhou Ping'er's safe return.

Suddenly, she seemed to sense something, and she turned her head sharply to look into the distance, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes...

"what is that?"