Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Chapter 276 Entering the Palace to Search the Coffin for Traces

Wu Hen stuffed a handful of melon seeds into his mouth, and they were crunchy.

"Hey, Lao Lin, you're so fierce, I feel embarrassed to try to take your head."

He ate melon seeds while complaining.

Lin Qiye didn't bother to pay attention to him. He swung the long sword in his hand and cut a bloody path among the vast number of paper people, protecting Cao Yuanhai and others behind him.

Only after the immediate crisis was resolved could everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

Lin Qiye looked around, his brows furrowed.

The palace stood majestically, but there was no trace of Baili Pang'er and the others.

"That's weird, where did these guys go?"

Wu Hen stroked his chin and said in a pretentious manner, "Could it be that... they have found some treasure and hidden it away secretly?"

"Treasure? This place..."

Before Lin Qiye could finish his words, he felt a gust of cold wind blowing past, making him shudder.

The six palaces stand quietly under the night sky like dormant giant beasts, making it impossible to sense what is hidden inside.

As time passed, Lin Qiye became more and more anxious.

He paced back and forth, thinking about what to do.

Suddenly, his gaze focused and he looked at one of the palaces - Mingchen Naifan Wucheng Palace.

"Let's go! Let's go there and take a look!" Lin Qiye made a prompt decision and strode towards the palace.

Wu Hen shrugged and hurried to follow.

"Hey, hey, hey, wait for me! Why are you running so fast? Are you in a hurry to be reincarnated?"

Walking to the palace gate, Lin Qiye took a deep breath and pushed the door open.

"Squeak-"

A piercing sound pierced the night sky, and the heavy palace door slowly opened, and an ancient and mysterious atmosphere blew in.

Lin Qiye's eyes became firm, and it seemed that he had a new plan.

He formed a seal with his hands and muttered words.

A moment later, two rays of light flashed, and the figures of Li Yifei and Azhuer appeared in front of everyone.

Li Yifei was still holding a carrot in his hand, chewing it with a confused look on his face, as if he hadn't figured out the situation yet.

"What's going on? Why are you calling me out in the middle of the night? I haven't even finished eating my carrots yet..."

Ah Zhuer's short body trembled, and he looked around nervously.

Wu Hen leaned close to Li Yifei's ear and said mysteriously, "Hey, brother, let me tell you a secret..."

Wu Hen leaned close to Li Yifei's ear,

In a voice that only the two of them could hear, he said, "Brother, let me tell you a secret. We came out to kill monsters and level up!"

"The dean said that those who perform well will get a chicken drumstick!"

When Li Yifei heard the words "add chicken legs", his eyes lit up. He threw the half-eaten carrot to the ground and hurriedly took off his apron.

He rubbed his hands together in excitement, "Really? The Dean is so generous this time? Come on, come on, hurry up! I can't wait to show off my skills!"

When Ah Zhuer heard the words "add chicken legs", his face turned pale instantly.

His eyes were evasive and his body was trembling slightly, as if he was recalling some terrible memory.

She subconsciously took a step back, clutching the corner of her clothes tightly, and whispered, "I... I don't want the chicken leg..."

Wu Hen noticed Ah Zhuer's abnormality and immediately reacted.

He quickly changed his words and said, "Ahem, that... Ah Zhu'er, do you think this will work?"

"For those who have behaved well this time, instead of chicken drumsticks, we'll give you... milk tea! How's that?"

Ah Zhuer raised her head timidly, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes: "Really? Can I add milk tea?"

Wu Hen patted his chest and promised, "Of course! When have I, Wu Hen, ever lied to you? This time, I promise to let you drink as much as you want!"

Only then did Azhuer feel relieved and nodded gratefully.

Lin Qiye looked at the two of them singing the same tune and held his forehead helplessly.

He turned to look at Li Yifei and Azhuer and said in a deep voice:

"This mission is very important. I need you to help me hold this door open. No matter what happens, you must not let it close. Do you understand?"

Li Yifei and Azhuer nodded solemnly.

Lin Qiye took a deep breath and said to Wu Hen, "Let's go in!"

After saying that, he took the lead and stepped into the palace.

Wu Hen followed closely behind, and the two figures disappeared into the darkness.

Inside the palace, a cold atmosphere filled the air, and there was a faint smell of decay in the air.

Wu Hen rubbed his arms and muttered softly, "This place is eerie, is it haunted?"

Lin Qiye ignored his mumbling and glanced around vigilantly.

The hall was empty and silent, with only the soft footsteps of two people echoing.

Suddenly, Lin Qiye stopped and his eyes fell on the rows of neatly arranged bronze armor.

These armors have an ancient shape and are covered with rust, as if they have gone through a long time.

"These armors..." Lin Qiye reached out and touched them, frowning.

At this moment, his eyes were attracted by a square coffin with carvings.

The coffin is made entirely of bronze and has intricate patterns carved on its surface, making it look mysterious and eerie.

Wu Hen also noticed the coffin, and curiously moved closer to carefully observe the pattern on it.

"Huh? Why does this pattern look so familiar?"

He stroked his chin and muttered to himself.

"Did you see anything?" Lin Qiye asked.

Wu Hen pointed at the pattern on the coffin,

Said: "This pattern... I seem to have seen it somewhere..."

"Boom——" With a loud noise, the palace door shook violently.

Li Yifei's voice came from outside the door: "Lao Lin! I can't hold on any longer! This door is closing!"

Li Yifei outside the palace gate shouted at the top of his lungs,

There was a tremor in his voice: "Lao Lin! What kind of a hellish place is this? Why is the door closing by itself?!"

Lin Qiye's face darkened, and he turned back to look at the closed door.

He said in a deep voice: "This is the lost Fengdu, an ancient relic."

“Fengdu?!!”

Li Yifei's voice suddenly rose an octave, with a hint of fear.

"Isn't that...isn't that a ghost town?! I want to go back! I want to go back to the mental hospital! At least it's safe there!"

Wu Hen rolled his eyes and said unhappily, "Brother, now is not the time for you to be picky!"

"Hurry up and hold the door open. Once we find Baili Pang'er and the others, we'll get out!"

Lin Qiye also said in a deep voice: "Hold on! After this is done, you will definitely get some benefits."

When Li Yifei heard that there were benefits, he immediately became excited.

Patting his chest, he vowed: "Don't worry, Lao Lin!"

"Leave this little thing to me! Back then, when I was in a mental hospital..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a violent tremor, and the palace door shook even more violently.

Li Yifei's face changed, he gritted his teeth and used all his strength to push against the door.

He kept muttering, "Fortunately, I lift a lot of weights..."

Lin Qiye no longer paid attention to the situation outside the door, but turned to look at the bronze armor formation in the center of the hall, his brows furrowed.

These armors are arranged into a peculiar formation, exuding an ancient and solemn aura that makes people shudder.

"These armors... seem a little strange." Lin Qiye pondered.

Wu Hen also came forward and carefully observed the armor, touching his chin and said:

"These armors look very old, but there's not a trace of decay. Instead, they exude a cold metallic luster, a bit like..."

He paused, as if he had thought of something, his expression changing slightly, "It looks a bit like... a living thing!"

When Lin Qiye heard this, he was startled. He glanced at the armor again and found some clues.

Although these armors are motionless, they have a faint breathing rhythm, as if they will come alive at any time.

At this moment, a gust of cold wind blew, the temperature in the hall dropped sharply, and the two of them felt an inexplicable chill at the same time.

Wu Hen shuddered and whispered, "Lao Lin, I... I feel something is not right..."

Lin Qiye didn't say anything, his eyes fixed on the armor, and he had already clenched the long sword in his hand without knowing when.

Suddenly, one of the armors moved slightly.

"Click——"

The slight sound was particularly clear in the silent hall, like a thunderclap, exploding in the ears of the two people.

Lin Qiye and Wu Hen looked at each other and saw a solemn look in each other's eyes.

"Here it comes!" Lin Qiye said in a deep voice.

"Click, click, click--" More and more armors began to move, making a teeth-grinding sound of metal friction.

Beneath the rusty surface, it seemed as if something was about to break out.

"Oh my god, what the hell is this? Is he pretending to be dead?"

Wu Hen let out a strange cry, and two daggers with green flames appeared in his hands out of thin air.

"Lao Lin, it looks like we'll have to have an extra meal tonight!"

Lin Qiye didn't say anything. The long sword in his hand ignited a raging flame, dispelling the darkness around him.

The two stood back to back, watching the movements around them vigilantly.

The next second, dozens of bronze armors came to life at the same time, waving their weapons and besieging the two men.

"Wuhu! Take off!"

Wu Hen let out a strange cry, and his figure shuttled through the armor formation like a ghost. The dagger in his hand flew, bringing up green flames.

Lin Qiye was not to be outdone. The long sword in his hand was like a fire dragon, cutting off all the armor that approached him.

The two men cooperated well and fought their way out of the armored formation.

During the fierce battle, Lin Qiye noticed that most of the scars on these armors were concentrated on the front, while the back was intact.

"These armors... seem to have been attacked from behind." Lin Qiye said in a deep voice.

"Sneak attack from behind?"

Wu Hen dodged the attack while saying,

"Could it be that these armored enemies are coming from behind..."

Looking in the direction the armor was facing, they both saw the red carved square coffin.

The patterns on the coffin looked even more eerie in the firelight, as if they were distorted faces roaring silently.

"This pattern..."

Wu Hen widened his eyes and pointed at the pattern on the coffin and said,

"It seems... some kind of sacrificial ritual..."

Lin Qiye didn't say anything, but just stared at the coffin.

Suddenly, the pattern on the coffin began to emit a strange red light, the temperature around it dropped sharply, and a cold atmosphere spread.

"Old Lin..."

Wu Hen swallowed his saliva, his voice trembling.

"I feel like...something's going to happen..."

Lin Qiye ignored him and slowly walked towards the coffin.

"What...what are you going to do?" Wu Hen asked nervously.

Lin Qiye did not answer, but stretched out his hand and slowly placed it on the coffin lid.

There was a slight sound, and the coffin lid trembled slightly.