Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Chapter 469: The Nightfall Team Initially Named, Dragon Elephant Sword Carrying the City Ahead

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, the fog was rolling, and several figures walked out.

Baili Pang'er, Cao Yuanhai, Shen Qingzhu, Jia Lan'er, Jiang Er'er...

Familiar faces appeared in front of Lin Qiye. Their eyes fell on the jade box in Lin Qiye's hand, and they were speechless for a moment.

The air was filled with a faint smell of blood, mixed with the dampness of the fog, making people feel a little depressed.

Baili Fatty was the first to break the silence. He scratched the back of his head.

There was a hint of uncertainty in his tone, "Ye'er, Master Sword Saint...will she come back?"

Lin Qiye raised his head, his eyes firm, "Yes."

It was just a short word, but it seemed to contain a tremendous amount of power, making everyone present look a little more relaxed.

Although the atmosphere was still heavy, a glimmer of hope quietly ignited in everyone's heart.

Lin Qiye put the jade box away and looked towards the east. There, the night sky spread out like splashed ink, deep and mysterious.

"What are you looking at?" Jialaner asked curiously.

Lin Qiye retracted his gaze, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "I was thinking, what should our small team be called?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's eyes were focused on Lin Qiye, full of curiosity and anticipation.

"Why not call...Ye Mu?" Lin Qiye paused and said slowly.

"Night?" Everyone repeated the name in a low voice, as if savoring its meaning.

Lin Qiye took a deep breath and was about to explain, but suddenly stopped and looked towards the east again.

There, the night had completely enveloped the earth, as if foreshadowing something...

"Actually, this name..."

Lin Qiye spoke slowly in a low voice, "It represents..."

Lin Ye'er took a deep breath, her eyes gleaming with determination as she slowly said, "Actually, this name... represents hope born from despair."

"Each of us has experienced deep despair, but it is precisely because of this despair that we cherish every moment we have and are more determined to stand together."

"Night is like the last ray of light in the darkness. Although it is weak, it is enough to illuminate our way forward."

As soon as he finished speaking, an uplifting atmosphere seemed to fill the air.

A smile appeared on Baili Pang'er's honest face, and Cao Yuanhai's clenched fists loosened slightly.

A spark of determination flashed in Shen Qingzhu's eyes. Jia Lan'er and Jiang Er'er looked at each other.

There was a hint of tacit understanding in their eyes, and An Yuqing lowered his head silently, as if he was savoring Lin Ye'er's words.

"Night..."

Fatty Baili murmured to himself, his eyes shining with admiration, "I like this name."

"Yeah, Nightfall."

Cao Yuanhai nodded in agreement. "It's like the flame in our hearts, although weak, it will never go out."

When Lin Ye'er saw that everyone agreed, a warm feeling surged in her heart.

He took a deep breath, formed seals with his hands, and whispered, "Forbidden Ruins Domain, deploy!"

Before he finished speaking, a powerful aura instantly spread out.

The surrounding sky seemed to be shrouded in darkness, as if it was splashed with a layer of thick ink.

Everyone felt a sense of oppression, but there was an inexplicable excitement in this oppression.

"From now on, we are Team Night!"

Lin Ye'er's voice echoed in the forbidden area, like a command, instantly igniting the fire in everyone's heart.

Everyone stood there in shock, speechless for a moment, but then nodded in agreement, their eyes gleaming with unity.

Baili Pang'er was the first to respond: "Captain, we listen to you!"

Lin Ye'er smiled slightly and nodded, "Okay! Next, let's go back to Daxia and submit the application for the small team."

After saying that, he waved his finger, and clouds rose from the ground. Everyone stepped on the clouds and chased in the direction of the broken city.

Just as they were about to catch up with the city, Lin Ye'er suddenly frowned.

As his eyes scanned the ruins of the city, a wave of doubt welled up in his heart.

The city is still flying without the support of the wind god!

He turned to look at everyone, his eyes filled with confusion: "Have you noticed... this city seems to be flying on its own?"

Upon hearing this, everyone stopped and turned to look at the city, their hearts filled with confusion.

At this moment, Lin Ye'er's eyes fixed, and she pointed to the center of the city. She said in a low and firm voice: "That sword..."

Everyone looked in the direction of Lin Ye'er's finger and saw that the Dragon Elephant Sword was quietly inserted into the center of the city.

The sword body flickered with a faint light, as if telling of endless tenacity and indomitable spirit.

Supported by the sword, the ruins of the city still floated steadily in the air, like a dilapidated but still sailing giant ship.

"Zhou Ping'er..."

Lin Ye'er's voice was low and full of respect, "He really did it,"

"Even though my body is gone, that sword still supports the weight of this city and carries us forward."

Hearing this, tears welled up in everyone's eyes. Fatty Baili's nose felt sore and he murmured softly, "Brother Zhou, you are such an amazing person."

Cao Yuanhai clenched his fists, his voice trembling slightly: "Zhou Ping'er, we will never forget you."

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Lin Yeer nodded,

At this moment, a warm and solemn atmosphere seemed to flow in the air, and everyone's hearts were filled with emotion and respect.

However, just as they were about to move on, a disturbing fluctuation suddenly came from the distant mountains.

Amon stood on the top of the mountain, the scepter in his hand trembling slightly, and a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He said coldly: "The fate of Daxia will end today by me!"

As he spoke, the scepter came down heavily, and instantly the rocks collapsed and the earth shook.

A ball of evil black air gushed out from the ground and quickly spread out, shrouding the entire broken city in this dark aura.

The air was filled with the smell of corruption and death, making people feel suffocated.

Amon chuckled, his eyes flashing with a twisted light: "You foolish mortals, prepare to face the end of the world!"

At this moment, Lin Ye'er's eyes fixed, and he whispered, "Everyone be careful, there is an evil aura!"