Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Chapter 412: The World in Chaos After the Nightmare

Shen Qingzhu put away his knife and stood up, looking at Jiu Xidi who was collapsed on the ground. The coldness in his eyes gradually melted, replaced by a barely perceptible warmth.

She slowly walked over to him, squatted down, and spoke in a casual tone, as if they were discussing what to eat for lunch today: "Hey, isn't this our 'famous' Ninth Seat? Why are you lying here pretending to be dead?"

Jiu Xidi coughed up a mouthful of blood and smiled weakly: "Playing dead? I really want to...but my strength doesn't allow it."

"Okay, stop being so mean,"

Shen Qingzhu reached out his hand and helped him up. "It's safe now, we can talk about business."

Jiu Xidi stood up, a complex expression flashing in his eyes: "When did you..."

"I knew it from the beginning,"

Shen Qingzhu interrupted him with a hint of ridicule in his tone.

"Who do you think you can fool with your clumsy acting? Only the Whisperer, that guy with all his brains in his muscles, can't see through it."

"Ahem," Jiu Xidi coughed twice awkwardly.

"I thought I hid it well..."

"Good? What a good ghost!" Shen Qingzhu complained mercilessly.

"It's only slightly better than He Lin'er."

The two men smiled at each other, and the previous tense atmosphere was swept away, as if comrades of many years had finally taken off their disguises and were honest with each other.

At this moment, the surrounding space began to tremble violently.

The originally broken nightmare space began to twist and deform, like a broken mirror. The fragments reassembled and pieced together into an even more bizarre scene.

"What's going on?" Wu Hen's voice suddenly appeared, with his usual playful tone, "Are you playing transformation?"

"Be careful!" Lin Qiye warned in a deep voice, the long sword in his hand had already been unsheathed.

The next second, countless bizarre monsters emerged from the distorted space and rushed towards everyone with roars.

Wu Hen screamed, "What the hell is this? It's uglier than the one I summoned!"

After saying that, a baseball bat appeared out of thin air in his hand, and he hit a "home run" at the monster rushing in front.

With a "bang", the monster was smashed away and knocked down a lot of people.

Then, Wu Hen took out a handful of melon seeds from the system space.

While eating, he commanded the summoned strange creatures to join the battle, and the scene was once very chaotic.

Lin Qiye displayed powerful fighting ability, and monsters fell one after another amid the flash of swords and sabers.

Shen Qingzhu and Jiu Xidi also joined the battle and cooperated with each other tacitly. For a time, they suppressed the monster's attack.

"Wuhu, take off!" Wu Hen shouted excitedly, waving the baseball bat in his hand vigorously.

"Today I'll show you what it means to be a professional monster hunter for a hundred years!"

The fierce battle lasted for an unknown amount of time. Everyone gradually felt exhausted, while the monsters seemed endless.

At this moment, the figure of San Xidi appeared not far away. He looked at the chaos in front of him.

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "It seems that the fun has just begun..."

San Xidi's gaze swept across the chaotic battlefield and finally fell on the figures of Shen Qingzhu and Jiu Xidi fighting side by side.

His pupils suddenly shrank. The person who was whispering was not present, but these two people were so close. The answer was self-evident.

“Oh, I see…”

He murmured, his tone filled with self-mockery and anger.

The collapse of the soul contract was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, constantly gnawing at his vitality.

The shadow of death loomed over him, causing the madness in his heart to grow like weeds.

"Since I can't survive, you guys can't expect to have an easy life either!"

San Xidi's eyes were bloodshot and his voice was hoarse like a demon from hell.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at the altar in the center of the battlefield, where some strange energy fluctuations remained.

"Let's go to hell together!" He laughed wildly, and his figure turned into a shadow and rushed straight to the altar.

That crazy laughter sounded particularly harsh in the chaotic battlefield, like the knell of death, announcing the coming of doomsday.