Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Chapter 415: Helicopter Landing to Welcome Ye Faner, Sword Saint, Don’t Go, the Road is Difficult

The strong wind stirred up by the propeller almost blew off the roof of the safe house. Gravel and dead leaves swirled wildly in the air, making a shrill howl like ghosts and wolves howling.

Lin Qiye narrowed his eyes and subconsciously put his hand in front of his forehead. Wu Hen excitedly shouted at the side: "Wow, this special effect is even more awesome than Hollywood blockbusters!"

The armed helicopter slowly landed in the open space in front of the safe house, and the huge roar made people's eardrums buzz.

The hatch opened and a heroic figure in a black uniform jumped out.

Ye Faner, the commander-in-chief of the Night Watch of Daxia, descended on this slightly desolate land like a sword drawn from its sheath, carrying a murderous aura.

Lin Qiye, Wu Hen, Baili Pang'er, Cao Yuanhai, and An Yuqing stood upright in front of the house. The strong wind blew the corners of their clothes, and everyone's expression was extremely solemn.

Wu Hen's system popped up at the right moment: "Ding! A high-powered individual has been detected, triggering a special task: Remain serious in front of Ye Faner for three minutes. Reward: A random skill book."

Wu Hen curled his lips and complained inwardly: "This broken system, can't it give us some actual rewards?" But he still tried to keep a straight face and pretend to be serious.

After Ye Faner landed, her eyes swept across everyone quickly, finally stopping at Zhou Pinger.

"Are you ready?" Her voice was cold and emotionless.

Zhou Ping'er took a deep breath,

Ye Faner nodded, without saying anything more, and turned to walk towards the helicopter. "Come up."

Zhou Ping'er took one last look at Lin Qiye and Wu Hen, her lips moved as if she wanted to say something, but in the end it just turned into a sigh.

He walked up to the two of them and handed them each an emerald green leaf. "Take this. Perhaps... it can save your life in a critical moment."

After saying that, he boarded the helicopter without looking back.

The propeller turned again, and the helicopter slowly rose into the air and disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Something to save your life? What is Old Zhou doing?" Wu Hen played with the leaves in his hand, looking confused.

Lin Qiye didn't say anything, but just held the leaf tightly, looking deeply at the direction where the helicopter disappeared.

Fatty Baili scratched his head and broke the silence, "Uh... well, what happened in the north?"

"The north? It's not peaceful." Ye Faner crossed her arms and spoke calmly, as if she was saying that the weather was good today.

"Just fifteen minutes ago, the Ancient God Church activated its second altar in Tianhe City."

"Holy crap! The second one?!" Wu Hen almost dropped the leaf in his hand. "Are they selling wholesale? This thing is buy one get one free?"

"Tianhe City... isn't that quite close to us?"

Baili Pang'er's face changed and he subconsciously touched his round belly, as if there was a weapon hidden there that he could take out at any time.

"That's right," Cao Yuanhai pushed up his glasses, a cold light flashing across the lenses, "Two altars activated at the same time, this is no joke."

An Yuqing spoke, a rare occurrence, her voice clear and pleasant: "What does the Ancient God Church want to do? Are they crazy?"

"Who knows," Ye Fan'er shrugged, "It's not a good thing anyway."

She paused and continued,

"The first altar is located in the Kunlun Mountains, and the second is in Tianhe City. The two altars echo each other from afar, forming a huge energy field..."

Ye Faner picked up a branch from the ground and drew a simple sketch.

"The altar in the Kunlun Mountains is responsible for absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, while the altar in Tianhe City is responsible for converting this spiritual energy into a special energy used to summon the ancient gods."

"Summon the ancient gods?"

Lin Qiye frowned, "Have they succeeded?"

"It worked,"

Ye Faner's voice lowered a bit, "Egyptian Wind God, Xiu Xiuer."

"Xiu Xiu'er..."

Wu Hen touched his chin, trying to recall the information about Egyptian gods he had read in various movies, TV shows, games and novels.

"That guy seems to be a birdman?"

"Birdman? Haha..."

Ye Faner sneered, "A birdman that is powerful enough to destroy a city."

"What about our Great Xia God? Don't they care?" Fatty Baili asked weakly.

The atmosphere suddenly became solemn. Ye Faner was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke: "Regarding Daxia's gods... the situation is a bit complicated."

She raised her head and gazed deeply into the distance, as if she saw something unspeakable through the mountains, "The Origin of Heaven..."

"The Origin of Heaven, to put it simply, is the 'energy source' of the Great Xia gods. The Kingdom of Gods exists by relying on the Origin of Heaven, and the power of the Great Xia gods also comes from this."

Ye Faner paused, her tone solemn.

"Now, the origin of the Heavenly Court has been severely damaged, and the power of the Great Xia gods has been greatly weakened. In the short term... they will be unable to take action."

Hearing these words, Lin Qiye and Wu Hen's hearts sank.

The playful look on Wu Hen's face disappeared, replaced by a solemn look.

He scratched his head and muttered to himself, "Damn, this is too bad, isn't it? Isn't this the start of the game on Hell difficulty?"

"Then...what about those Western gods? Are their kingdoms safe?"

Baili Panger asked cautiously.

"Their kingdom of God is naturally fine,"

Ye Faner sneered, "Even the damage to the origin of the Heavenly Court is likely related to them."

"Fuck! These idiots!" Wu Hen couldn't help but curse, "I knew they had bad intentions!"

"So, the current situation is... we can only rely on ourselves?" Lin Qiye took a deep breath, with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

"That's right,"

Ye Faner nodded. "At least for the next six months, that's the case."

"Half a year?!"

Fatty Baili exclaimed, "In half a year, how many Ancient Gods can the Ancient God Church summon?!"

Ye Fan'er did not answer, but just stared into the distance silently.

"So, these two altars..." Cao Yuanhai pushed up his glasses, and the lenses reflected a cold light, "Are they a test?"

"I'm afraid so."

An Yuqing's voice became a little deeper.

"The other divine kingdoms want to see how long humanity can hold out without the protection of the Great Xia gods."

"Half a year..."

Lin Qiye repeated this number, as if chewing on some bitter fruit, "How long will it take to repair the origin of the Heavenly Court?"

Ye Faner took a deep breath and said slowly: "According to the current progress, it will probably take another half a year."

"That is to say, in the next six months, we will not only have to face the threat from the Ancient God Church, but we will also have to be wary of the actions of other divine kingdoms..."

Lin Qiye's voice was terribly low, "This game of chess is becoming increasingly complicated."

Wu Hen's system suddenly popped up: "Ding! Emergency mission triggered: Protect the Earth in the next six months! Reward: Unknown."

Wu Hen rolled his eyes and said unhappily, "System, can you be more reliable? This reward is too perfunctory, isn't it?"

"Next, I will assign the five of you to the fifth special team,"

Ye Faner's voice pulled Wu Hen back from the "communication" with the system.

"You have only one mission—stop the Ancient God Church's conspiracy at all costs!"

"The fifth one..." Lin Qiye muttered to himself, as if he had thought of something, "The first four..."

Ye Faner's expression suddenly became serious, "This matter..."

"This matter is top secret." Ye Fan'er's tone was firm, and her eyes swept over everyone like a knife. "The first four special teams have been... annihilated."

"Fuck!"

Wu Hen took a deep breath and almost crushed the leaves in his hand into pieces.

"So exciting? Is this a real-life version of PUBG? A team wipe would be too tragic, right?"

Fatty Baili's face instantly collapsed, like a deflated ball. "Then...are we... doomed?"

Cao Yuanhai silently pushed his glasses, his eyes behind the lenses were deep and calm, as if he had already anticipated such an ending.

An Yuqing remained expressionless, showing no emotion at all.

"Don't panic!"

Ye Faner put her hands on her hips, with a hint of encouragement in her cold eyes.

"Although you have been assigned to the fifth special team, you are not yet official members. If you want to become a regular member, you must show some real skills."

She paused, a playful smile on her lips.

"As long as you can defeat any existing special team, you will be officially promoted and enjoy real privileges."

"Really?!" Fatty Baili instantly jumped up on the spot, his fat flesh trembling.

"Great! Fighting and all that, I love it the most! I'm going to be the Pirate King... er, no, I'm going to be the strongest special team member!"

Others seemed very calm and had little interest in becoming regular employees. After all, the most important thing now was to survive.

At this moment, Wu Hen suddenly noticed that when Zhou Ping'er left, she handed them not leaves, but a pair of wooden chopsticks!

The emerald green chopsticks exude a faint fragrance, and a subtle and imperceptible sword intent flows through them.

Wu Hen scratched his head, bewildered. "What the hell is Old Zhou doing? Giving us chopsticks? Wanting us to practice swordplay while we eat?"

"These are not ordinary chopsticks."

Lin Qiye's fingertips gently slid across the chopsticks, feeling the powerful force contained within.

"There's a sword spirit on this. It's a life-saving talisman given to us by Lao Zhou."

"A life-saving talisman?" Wu Hen curled his lips. "How can chopsticks save your life? Can you really kill an ancient god with chopsticks?"

Ye Fan'er ignored their banter. She looked at her watch and said coldly, "It's time. I have to go. The restoration of the Heavenly Palace's origin is imminent. I need to go back and take charge of the situation."

After saying that, she walked towards the helicopter without looking back, and Zhou Ping'er followed closely behind her. The two boarded the plane side by side.

The roar of the helicopter sounded again, and the propeller stirred up a strong wind, blowing the corners of the five people's clothes rustling.

"Have a safe trip!" Fatty Baili shouted at the top of his voice, with a hint of reluctance on his chubby face.

"Goodbye!" Cao Yuanhai pushed his glasses and said in a low voice.

"Take care." An Yuqing's voice was clear, but with a hint of imperceptible worry.

Lin Qiye and Wu Hen did not say anything, but just bowed silently towards the helicopter and watched it disappear into the sky.

The strong wind gradually subsided, and a faint smell of fuel filled the air. The five people stood there, looking at the direction where the helicopter disappeared, with mixed feelings in their hearts.

"From now on, I really have to rely on myself..."

Wu Hen muttered to himself, holding the chopsticks tightly in his hand, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

Meanwhile, in a laboratory thousands of miles away, Jiang Er'er absentmindedly fiddled with an old radio, trying to tune in to a clear channel. The crackling noise echoed in the empty room, sounding particularly harsh...