Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Chapter 691: The Clash of Clans and the War

An earth-shaking explosion interrupted Wu Hen's thoughts. The struggle between Sun Wukong and Gilgamesh seemed to have escalated again.

Divine powers clashed above the courtyard, and the air was filled with an indescribable sense of oppression.

Merlin frowned and waved his hand to strengthen the protection of the magic circle.

But he also knew in his heart that the power of these two, even if just a little bit leaked, would be enough to reshape the world - he carefully strengthened the magic circle.

"Are these two guys really going to set up a table and drink, or have they decided to continue fighting?"

Wu Hen patted Lin Qiye's shoulder and teased him half-seriously.

Lin Qiye did not look at the battlefield, but just glanced at Wu Hen.

"You are really not afraid of death, right?" He raised his eyebrows, his tone soft but with a hint of thorns.

"I say, if they stop later, will they think we're talking too loudly?"

Wu Hen raised the corners of his mouth. Making jokes was his strong point and he never realized it.

"Maybe, but it's more likely that I'll kick you away." Lin Qiye pretended to be serious.

"Hey, is this really your home?"

Wu Hen looked around curiously. This mental hospital was a little too "lively".

"It doesn't look like a shabby place." People of all kinds came and went in the yard.

He even saw an old lady riding a broom, muttering to herself with such skill that others only glanced at her indifferently.

"Oh, this guy we affectionately call the cleaner."

Wu Hen nodded seriously, and was so amused that he couldn't help laughing out loud.

This battle scene should have been extremely serious, but between him and Lin Qiye, there was always a lot of jokes.

"Sun Wukong is incredibly skilled with his golden cudgel, but it looks like Gilgamesh's weapon has received a lot of care as well."

Lin Qiye downplays things, but always manages to hit the key points in the details.

"So... aren't you worried? What if they really tear this thing down?"

Wu Hen looked at the crumbling stone pillar, trying to steady it with his eyes.

"Look at what I can do. At least we are not the ones in the hospital." Lin Qiye shrugged, feeling calm inside.

He knew how strong this place was.

"Should we say Sun Wukong is the little monkey who destroyed the paradise, or the savage storm of the sky god?"

Merlin curled his lips and then added a light-hearted joke.

"Oh, you should mind your beauty magic." Braki said suddenly, as if it was a long-planned ridicule.

Merlin chuckled, "My hair is falling out too fast. Time is like a knife, and it can't cut the meat in the bowl."

"You still have the leisure to talk about the vicissitudes of life."

Logically speaking, the battle was extremely fierce, but Merlin was able to add a touch of emotion to the tense battle.

Helpless, as always.

"Speaking of which, your system has helped me a lot. Without it, this show wouldn't be possible."

Wu Hen did not talk about the fierce battle in front of him, but turned his attention to the invisible system friend.

"Interesting, isn't it? But it never does its job and only loves to give you ridiculous tasks."

Lin Qiye laughed loudly, his eyes deep and cunning, as if he was expecting a bigger surprise to come.

"Hey, why does it feel like we've taken a long detour?"

Wu Hen looked up at the battlefield again. The intensity of the battle between gods made him feel cold in his heart, but he did not show it.

"We should take this opportunity to learn some new moves. Maybe next time you'll be able to move freely among them."

Lin Qi was neither smiling nor laughing at night, as if he was chatting with old friends.

During this verbal exchange, something suddenly happened in the courtyard.

Sun Wukong and Gilgamesh each ignited a blazing flame on the ground, and the two golden but completely different lights reflected each other.

In a flash, both sides gathered their fighting spirit and the courage of drinking, and the grass and trees in the fir forest shook.

A few brave onlookers couldn't help but hold their breath.

All eyes were focused on them, and under the intense excitement,

An unknown premonition grew in the air, like the prelude to a storm.

"These two guys... have the power to calm people down."

Wu Hen finally threw out an inappropriate remark, his eyes wandering over Lin Qiye.

The latter was just an unusual silence, and then his figure moved lightly, as if deliberately breaking the silence.

At this moment, a new shock was brewing, and everyone who stopped to watch was watching closely.

My body and mind are waiting for what is going to happen next...Okay,

Alright, buckle up, little ones, because things are about to get crazy!

Write a fight scene with humorous banter?

This is exactly what I want!

Let's make the atmosphere more tense and exciting and add some spice to this chapter.

The ground shook again, as if a giant had a severe case of hiccups.

Sun Wukong and Gilgamesh were still clashing fiercely, the sounds of their god-level duel echoing throughout the courtyard.

The air was filled with enough energy to paralyze a small country.

Merlin strengthened the protective barrier around them with a look of disapproval.

Even he, a master of magic, knew that a sneeze from these two people could change the terrain.

"Do you think they'll stop fighting and have a beer?"

Wu Hen nudged Lin Qiye lightly with his elbow, with his usual playful smile on his face.

Trying to lighten the mood like handing out candy in a hurricane.

However, Lin Qiye didn't even glance at the epic battle unfolding above him.

His eyes were as sharp as obsidian fragments, staring at Wu Hen closely.

"Do you want to turn yourself into ashes?" he asked, his voice low and pleasant, but with a hint of unquestionable toughness.

"I'm just saying that if they do decide to take a break, it might leave us alone, you know."

Wu Hen couldn't help but provoke, with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

Playing with fire has almost become his hobby.

"It's possible," Lin Qiye admitted, a smile flashing across his lips.

"Or they'll just kick you off to another dimension."

"So... this really is your place, huh?"

Wu Hen's eyes wandered around the courtyard, taking in this strange and lively scene.

This is no ordinary mental hospital, it's more like a retirement community filled with supernatural powers.

He even saw a little old lady flying around on a broom, mumbling something as if she were arguing with a parking meter.

No one seemed surprised by this.

"That's right, we affectionately call her the cleaning lady." Lin Qiye said expressionlessly.

Wu Hen tried hard to suppress his laughter.

The whole situation is absolutely ridiculous.

They were facing destruction at any moment, and yet he was chatting with people about the weird cleaning staff.

This is his way of dealing with pressure, his unique black humor.

"Sun Wukong's stick skills are really powerful," Wu Hen commented, nodding at the chaotic battle in the sky.

"But Gilgamesh's magnificent weaponry should not be underestimated."

"Then... aren't you worried?" Wu Hen pointed to a nearby stone pillar that was obviously shaking.

He had a strange urge to hold it, as he would a drunk friend.

Lin Qiye shrugged, looking nonchalant.

"What can I do? It's not us who are fighting." He knew very well how strong this place was.

They're more likely to finish their popcorn than watch the walls crumble.

"Is Sun Wukong a bully who loves to bully others, or a divine whirlwind that destroys everything?"

Merlin muttered, then added with surprising ease, "Someone should remind him to try my anti-wrinkle cream."

"Worry about your own receding hairline, old man."

Blackie interjected, delivering the sharp sarcasm of a seasoned comedian.

Merlin chuckled, unmoved.

"I'm just lamenting the cruelty of time, child. It takes more than magic to stop Father Time."

"You still have the leisure time to recite poetry?" Wu Hen blinked in surprise.

The world might be about to end, but Merlin is philosophizing.

It's typical Merlin style.

"Speaking of which, your system has been a real help."

Wu Hen turned to Lin Qiye and diverted the topic away from the impending end of the world.

He was really grateful for the slightly glitchy software.

"It's... quite interesting,"

Lin Qiye admitted, "Those ridiculous tasks are always unexpected."

He seemed to enjoy the unpredictable nature of Wu Hen's system.

"Yeah, but it won't win any awards for practicality," Wu Hen complained.

"More like 'most likely to post a quest asking you to find a unicorn's lost socks'."

"Hey, maybe next time it can help you get between those two lunatics unscathed."

A mischievous smile appeared on Lin Qiye's lips.

At this moment, the battle became more intense.

Son Goku and Gilgamesh landed with earth-shaking force, sending shockwaves ripples through the courtyard.

Two distinctive golden lights shone, illuminating the entire scene with an eerie, otherworldly glow.

There was a tension in the air, like the calm before the storm.

"These two people... their energy is really powerful." Wu Hen finally murmured, his eyes fixed on Lin Qiye.

A strange, almost imperceptible silence fell over them.

Then, Lin Qiye moved, his figure was like a blurry light and shadow, breaking the silence like a broken mirror.

A new shock is brewing, and everyone in the courtyard is staring at the center of the storm that is about to erupt... The air is full of energy.

As if waiting for the inevitable moment...what will happen next?

Only time will tell.

Perhaps, there is also Wu Hen’s completely crazy system.