Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Chapter 555: Explosion Sounds and Rescue Rush

The red-robed envoy's oracle had not yet uttered the word "but..." when it was abruptly interrupted by the deafening roar.

"Boom——!!!"

The whole world seemed to tremble.

A pungent smell of burning instantly filled the air, mixed with the sweet and fishy smell of rainwater, rushing straight into the nose and making people feel nauseous.

Lin Qiye's footsteps suddenly stopped, and his originally relaxed expression instantly became solemn.

He looked up in the direction where the explosion came from - Dotonbori Club!

"What the hell! What's going on?" Wu Hen, who originally had an expression of watching a show, became serious at this moment.

He sniffed the air, sniffing it hard. "This smell... a bit like burnt takoyaki with some weird seasoning."

A cold light suddenly flashed in Yuhui Qinggong's originally calm eyes.

She closed her eyes, as if sensing something. After a moment, she suddenly opened them and said in a deep voice, "It's the breath of God's oracle! And... there's more than one!"

The atmosphere instantly became extremely tense.

"Something happened at the Dotonbori Club?" Lin Qiye frowned. He could feel an invisible pressure spreading in the air.

Wu Hen curled his lips and complained, "These thieves, just want to stir up trouble, but they have to make such a big noise. Don't they know that they are disturbing the neighbors? Bad review!"

He turned to look at Lin Qiye, winked and said, "Old Lin, it seems that our classmate Yuzhe Lihei may have already received his lunch box in the club."

"How about... let's change our target?"

Lin Qiye glared at him angrily: "Get your sister's lunch! There are still people fighting over there! Let's go!"

After saying that, he moved, turned into a shadow, and rushed towards the direction of the explosion.

Yuhui Qinggong followed closely behind, his figure as light as the wind, and his speed was not inferior to Lin Qiye at all.

Seeing this, Wu Hen quickly summoned his mount—a gigantic...

Pink duck?

"Quack, quack, quack! Hold on tight! Master Hen will take you flying!" Wu Hen shouted, mounted the pink duck, and chased after him.

All that remained in the air was the pink duck's cheerful "quack" and Wu Hen's annoying laughter.

The sense of crisis is approaching at a speed visible to the naked eye...

Yuhui Qinggong's pace suddenly slowed down. She listened to something with her ears tilted, and her delicate brows became more and more furrowed.

"Something's wrong..." she muttered to herself.

"Something's wrong? What's wrong?" Lin Qiye asked quickly without stopping.

The burning smell in the air became stronger and stronger, even carrying a disgusting smell of blood, which made him feel more uneasy.

Yuhui Qinggong's expression was solemn. She parted her cherry lips and uttered a few words: "There's an ambush!"

Lin Qiye's pupils suddenly contracted

Just then, Wu Hen came up from behind riding his pink duck, making strange "quack" sounds.

"Fuck! Lao Lin, why are you running so fast? Wait for Master Hen!" Wu Hen yelled loudly, not realizing the tense atmosphere at all.

Lin Qiye didn't have time to talk nonsense with him. He grabbed the pink duck's reins and forced it to stop.

"Stop messing around, something's happening!"

Lin Qiye said in a deep voice, "Yuhuiqing Palace said there was an ambush, and... I'm worried that Brother Zhua might not be a match for those divine messengers."

When Wu Hen heard this, the annoying smile on his face disappeared instantly, replaced by a rare seriousness.

He looked up in the direction of Dotonbori Club, his eyes flickering.

"Brother? Shen Qingzhu?"

Wu Hen touched his chin and muttered,

"With his strength, it shouldn't be a problem for him to deal with a single Oracle, but if a group of them come... that's hard to say."

The two exchanged glances quickly, understanding each other.

"Well, Yuhui Qinggong, you go help Shen Qingzhu, and I'll go find Yunali and Uncle Kyosuke."

Lin Qiye made a quick decision, "I'm not familiar with the situation over there, and... we don't speak the language. You're more suitable to go."

Yuhui Qinggong nodded to show that he understood.

She was also worried about Shen Qingzhu's safety. After all, the last time they met, Shen Qingzhu proudly expressed his willingness to protect her.

"No problem, leave it to me." Yuhui Qinggong's eyes were firm. "Be careful."

"Don't worry, I'm the protagonist, I have an immortal aura."

Lin Qiye grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth. "As for you, don't be so stubborn. If you can't win, just run away."

Wu Hen rolled his eyes as he listened: "Hey, hey, hey, you two, that's enough! Is this the time for life and death?"

"Can you consider the feelings of a single person like me?"

Lin Qiye ignored Wu Hen's complaints, turned his head to look at Yuhui Qinggong, and said seriously: "Remember, protect yourself."

Yuhui Qinggong smiled slightly and nodded.

The two of them rushed in opposite directions without hesitation, and Yu Huiqinggong disappeared into the rain.

Just like a drop of rain returning to the sea, disappearing in an instant.

Lin Qiye flew into the sky with the help of the jet pack transformed from Muzi.

The jetpack made a buzzing sound that made people's ears numb, and the blue flames spewed out from the tail.

The air around him was so hot that Lin Qiye felt a burning sensation on his back, as if he was carrying a small stove on his back.

Meanwhile, in the ruins of the Black Sycamore Club, the Yellow God Envoy stood in the midst of the devastation, his red robe fluttering in the wind.

He looked around coldly, and suddenly his eyes became stern, realizing that the club was an illusion.

His hawk-like gaze locked onto Xiao Jin'er, and he asked in a cold voice, "Are you the [Mysterious Eye] Sword Soul?"

Without saying a word, Xiao Jin'er drew his sword from its sheath. With a flash of cold light, the blade pointed directly at the divine oracle.

Xiao Jin'er's eyes were full of murderous intent, as if they could freeze the air around them, and the atmosphere around them instantly became tense.

The God's Messenger could feel the chill emanating from the blade.

Like a cold snake's tongue licking his skin, his muscles subconsciously tensed.

Xiao Jin'er's hand tightly gripped the hilt of the knife, his knuckles turning white, and his eyes never left the robe of the divine messenger.

Like a cheetah ready to pounce, staring at its prey.

At this moment, the surroundings were terribly quiet, with only the sound of the wind whistling like ghosts and wolves, as if cheering for the upcoming battle.

Suddenly, Xiao Jin'er narrowed his eyes slightly, and a plan quietly formed in his mind.

A barely perceptible sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if he had seen the dawn of victory.

The divine messenger Yu Pao looked at Xiao Jin'er's expression and felt an inexplicable sense of unease in his heart.

But he still maintained an arrogant expression on his face. He snorted coldly and was about to speak when he suddenly felt something approaching.

The sneer on Xiao Jin'er's lips became more and more obvious. He slowly raised his left hand and flicked his fingertips lightly.

In an instant, thousands of golden butterflies appeared out of thin air, like a golden tide, rushing towards the Yellow God Envoy's robe.

The flapping of these butterflies' wings makes a subtle "rustling" sound, like a whisper between lovers, but with a hint of strange magic.

The Yellow God Envoy frowned slightly and subconsciously raised his arms to block his sight.

Butterflies fluttered around him, golden powder fell like drizzle, and the air was filled with a faint fragrance, so sweet that it made people dizzy.

Just when the Yellow God Envoy Yu Pao was a little confused by this sudden "butterfly effect",

Xiao Jin'er's figure disappeared from the spot like a ghost.

The next second, a flash of cold light passed by, and Xiao Jin'er's figure suddenly appeared behind the yellow robe of the divine envoy.

The long knife in his hand, carrying a sharp murderous aura, stabbed straight into his back!

"A mere trifle!" The Yellow Divine Envoy sneered, as if he had anticipated Xiao Jin'er's move.

He suddenly rushed forward, and his body hit Xiao Jin'er's blade like a cannonball!

At the same time, he slapped out with his backhand, hitting Xiao Jin'er in the chest!

"boom!"

There was a dull thud and Xiao Jin'er groaned, and his body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string and fell heavily to the ground.

"You think you can sneak attack me? You are overestimating yourself!"

The Yellow God Envoy stood proudly in his robe, his eyes full of disdain.

"Without your sword master, you are nothing but a waste!"

Yunari, who was hiding behind the ruins, trembled slightly when she heard the word "Sword Master".

A trace of panic flashed in his eyes: "Sword...Sword Master? Yuzhe Lihei...he..."

Xiao Jiner took a deep breath, struggled to get up from the ground, reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, but there was no fear in his eyes.

He raised the long sword in his hand again, protecting Yunari behind him, and said in a firm tone: "As long as I am still breathing, no one can hurt you!"

Seeing this, the Yellow God Envoy Yu Pao curled up his lips into a cold smile again.

He slowly raised his right hand, clenching his five fingers into a fist. A series of crackling sounds filled the air, and a powerful pressure instantly enveloped the entire venue...

"Things that don't know whether to live or die!"

The fist of the Yellow God Envoy in his robe carried the breath of death, and smashed towards Xiao Jin'er like a falling meteorite!

The air was compressed instantly, making a sharp sonic boom, and the surrounding building debris was shaken and flew everywhere, as if the end of the world had come.

"boom--!!!"

There was another loud noise!

The Yellow God Envoy threw a punch in his robe, which went straight through the two streets!

The ground collapsed instantly, leaving behind a bottomless pit. Countless pieces of rubble and debris flew everywhere like free fireworks.

Fortunately, there was no one on the street at that time, otherwise, if this punch was delivered, there would definitely be a river of blood and corpses everywhere!

However, just when the Yellow God Envoy Yu Pao thought he had victory,

A figure emerged quietly from behind him like a ghost, and with a cold murderous intent, it stabbed his back fiercely!

The Yellow Divine Envoy, dressed in a robe, didn't even turn around, a sneer of contempt on his lips: "[Mysterious Eye]? You dare show off your skills in front of me with just a non-combat knife?"

He turned around suddenly and grabbed the stabbing blade!

Surprisingly, the sharp blade couldn't hurt him at all!

"Huh, playing tricks in front of me? How ridiculous!"

The yellow divine envoy Yu Pao's eyes were filled with mockery, "My killing intent is enough to dispel all illusions!"

Xiao Jin'er didn't panic at all. Instead, she smiled meaningfully: "Who said I want to kill you? I just want to..."

Before he finished speaking, the surrounding scene suddenly changed!

The originally messy ruins were instantly replaced by a gorgeous cherry blossom.

The petals flying all over the sky, with a faint sweet fragrance, make people feel as if they are in a fairy tale world.

"Hallucination?"

The Yellow Divine Envoy in Yupao was slightly stunned, then sneered, "You think you can trap me with such a childish trick?"

He suddenly closed his eyes and mobilized the strength in his body, trying to break this false illusion.

However, when he opened his eyes again, he found that Xiao Jiner and Yunari had disappeared!

"Want to run?"

The yellow divine envoy's face instantly darkened, and he snorted coldly.

His body moved and turned into a shadow, chasing in the direction where Xiao Jiner and Yunari fled.

He was extremely fast and covered hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye.

"Even if you run to the ends of the earth, you can't escape from my grasp!"

Not long after, the Yellow God's Envoy saw the figures of Xiao Jin'er and Yunari from afar.

"Still want to run away? What wishful thinking!"

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of the Yellow God Envoy's mouth. He suddenly accelerated.

In just a few breaths, he blocked Xiao Jiner and Yunari's escape route.

"You have no way to escape!"

As soon as the Yellow God Envoy finished speaking, the ground beneath his feet suddenly began to shake violently.

Thick cracks spread rapidly in all directions like a spider web...

"Click——!!!"

The sound of the ground cracking was like the death warrant, one louder than the other.

Xiao Jiner felt as if the ground beneath his feet had come alive, turning into a giant beast with bared fangs and claws, which could devour them at any time.

There was a suffocating feeling of oppression in the air, as if an invisible hand was strangling their throats.

The Yellow God Envoy stood proudly with his arms folded across his chest, a playful smile on his face, like a cat playing with a mouse.

He looked at the two panicked people in front of him, as if he was looking at two lambs to be slaughtered, and his heart was filled with perverted pleasure.

"Run? Why don't you keep running?"

The voice of the Yellow God Envoy in the robe was low and hoarse, with a hint of cruelty.

"Why aren't you running anymore? Are you too exhausted to run anymore? Or... are you desperate?"

Xiao Jiner protected Yunari behind him, his brows furrowed and beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.

He could clearly feel the powerful murderous intent emanating from the Yellow God Envoy's robe.

It was like a mountain pressing down on his heart, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

This murderous intent was so strong that it seemed tangible, yet as cold as the wind in the cold winter, eroding his will in every way.

Xiao Jin'er's body trembled slightly, but his hand holding the knife remained firm, without any retreat.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the cold raindrops hit Xiao Jin'er's face, bringing a stinging sensation.

He slowly raised his head, looked up at the sky, and looked at the dense rain curtain, but a strange smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He spoke slowly, his voice hoarse and low, but with a hint of indescribable confidence: "It's a rainy day, beat the children, I have nothing to do anyway..."