Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Chapter 692: Yama's Agent (Eghver. Comfort +1)

The fierce battle started and the whole courtyard felt a sense of oppression between breaths.

Lin Qiye smiled cunningly, and Wu Hen caught a glimpse of a mixture of narrowness and challenge in that smile.

Wu Hen snorted lightly, "He's really a guy who doesn't play by the rules."

The Wukong and Gilgamesh landed with a thunderous thud, and the gravel on the ground seemed to tremble with the vibration.

Two beams of golden light intertwined, as awe-inspiring as some ancient legend.

Wu Hen's heartbeat seemed to be synchronized with the vibration, and he realized that this tranquility was filled with tension as never before.

Wu Hen's system suddenly buzzed with the usual bizarre task list: "Ding! New task: Find five lost items during battle."

"Remember, each piece must be unique, so that even your opponent can't help but look sideways."

"Lost property?" Wu Hen blinked and couldn't help laughing.

"System, you really know how to entertain me."

He looked up at Lin Qiye and said, "I guess the next task is for you to tap dance on Sun Wukong's stick."

Lin Qiye raised his eyebrows slightly, with a mischievous smile still on his lips.

"If I can get through these two lunatics unscathed, you have to come with me to find the unicorn socks."

The two of them acted as if no one was around, and created a humorous atmosphere that was unique to them during the intervals between fights.

This atmosphere was like a hot summer breeze blowing across the coldness of the battlefield, soothing the slightly anxious atmosphere.

Wu Henjian felt a strange resonance, as if he could sense the flow of energy around him.

In such an intense scene,

Wu Hen never thought that his system would be so "naughty": system tasks kept popping up, just as unreliable as Wu Hen imagined.

"Protecting the White Tiger's Peak Nose Hair"

"Looking for a smiley face-shaped cloud",

"Take the perfect selfie from the side of Sun Wukong" - each one outlines a world that seems to belong only to Wu Hen.

Sun Wukong swung his golden cudgel, forming an arc of light that split the air in half.

Gilgamesh held a mysterious treasure in his hand, creating a frenzy that cast a strange glow over the entire battlefield.

Wu Hen looked at them. This pair of legendary heroes faced a powerful enemy, but they were like leisurely dancers, dancing with fearlessness.

Wu Hen quietly echoed Lin Qiye, "I think I have a great idea."

There was a burning fantasy in his tone, like a hunter seeing his prey about to fall into the net.

"Oh?" Lin Qiye's eyebrows twitched slightly. "Can you share it?"

"Do you remember my 'Crazy System'?" Wu Hen said softly, with his usual cunning look between his eyebrows.

“It always finds unique ways to deal with difficult situations.”

Lin Qiye blinked, a hint of curiosity flashing in his eyes.

"Well, when a flood comes, you say it can help you find a leaky bucket and carry it across the embankment."

"really!"

Wu Hen laughed out loud, his face full of mischief, "Or perhaps, that leaky bucket is actually the key to this entire battle."

The wind in the courtyard passed by his ears without him noticing, and Wu Hen began to move again. Every move he made seemed to confuse the air around him.

Yes, he was not only a participant, but also an observer who was salivating over the outcome of this battle.

As Lin Qiye made his move on the battlefield,

Wu Hen's system is like a ghost, sending out some weird tasks like "little pranks" at any time, as if it is controlling the combat mechanism behind the scenes.

Every time Wu Hen participated in it, it seemed as if he and the chaos were weaving a crazy yet wonderful harmony.

In this flashing battle, Lin Qiye and Wu Hen were like two bright diamonds, shining in the ocean of war.

They seem to have carved out their own destinies in the passing time, constantly intersecting and reintersecting.

It is this unruly rhythm that changes constantly on the battlefield like flowing water.

Whether it was Wu Hen, Lin Qiye or those great legends and powerful enemies, they brought about unusual collisions time and time again.

And it was just the funny tasks that Wu Hen occasionally slipped out that made everything dreamlike and fascinating.

However, in the aftermath of the battle,

Wu Hen knew that every strange teasing could be the edge of some abyss, or even the key to challenging fate.

But he never cared, that was exactly why he chose to be on this journey in life, wasn't it?

The air in the courtyard crackled and smelled of ozone and nervous anticipation.

Sun Wukong's golden cudgel spun like a mad baton, leaving streaks of golden light.

Gilgamesh, the arrogant man in gold, unleashed another wave of shimmering, unidentified but certainly dangerous energy.

The sight was beautiful, terrifying, and mesmerizing.

There was a mischievous glint in Lin Qiye's eyes, and he looked like he would burst out laughing at any moment.

Wu Hen was busy interpreting the latest instructions from his system.

"Are you serious?"

He scratched his head and muttered,

"Collect five lost items in a god-level melee?"

"And these items have to be weird enough to make Gilgamesh raise an eyebrow?"

"My system really does have a flair for the dramatic, doesn't it?"

Lin Qiye chuckled softly, a low sound coming from his chest.

"Maybe it'll let you braid Sun Wukong's monkey hair while he's distracted."

"Hey,"

Wu Hen grinned and retorted,

"If I succeed in this, you have to take me to the legendary Unicorn Laundry."

"Those socks aren't going to clean themselves."

Their banter was a strange contrast to the apocalyptic chaos unfolding around them, yet also a strange kind of comfort.

It's like finding a warm blanket in a snowstorm.

Suddenly, Wu Hen said in a low voice, "I have an idea," with a hint of conspiracy in his voice.

"A truly brilliant idea."

Lin Qiye came over curiously. "Hurry up and tell me."

"Do you still remember my 'Crazy System'?" Wu Hen showed a wicked smile.

“It excels at…solving problems with unconventional methods.”

“Is it the system that lets you cross a flooded river with a leaky bucket?” Lin Qiye recalled.

"That's right!"

Wu Hen shouted, "What if... that leaky bucket is the 'key' to winning this damn battle?"

He did not elaborate.

There is no need to explain.

The look of confusion and forced admiration on Lin Qiye's face was enough.

As the two demigods continued their earth-shaking duel,

Guided by his system's increasingly outrageous prompts, Wu Hen began his treasure hunt.

Find a tarnished button from Gilgamesh's incredibly ornate armor?

found it.

Pulling an intact lotus petal from the courtyard pond, somehow untouched by the chaos?

Also found it.

And there’s a strand of Monkey King’s hair (don’t ask how I got it)?

Of course I got it.

Each item seemed out of place in the carnage, yet seemed to subtly alter the energy of the battle.

It's like throwing a wrench into the delicate gears of the universe, creating tiny ripples of chaos and disrupting the flow of force.

At the same time, Lin Qiye looked at Wu Hen's strange behavior.

Incredibly and with increasing amusement, he found himself heading into battle with a new feeling… hope?

Or crazy?

Probably a little of both.

The battle raged on, a whirlwind of golden energy and raw rage.

But now, the battle is interrupted by an element of absurdity.

When Wu Hen handed a half-eaten peach pit to Lin Qiye, claiming it was a "divine artifact with infinite power",

Lin Qiye suddenly burst into laughter.

Gilgamesh gasped when he noticed the missing button on his armor.

Even Sun Wukong seemed distracted for a moment, his eyes looking at Wu Hen with curiosity and confusion.

Wu Hen realized that this was his mission.

Inject a touch of absurdity into the sublime battle.

Become a glitch in the Matrix.

Find that leaky bucket in the flood and find a way to make it work.

He is Yama's messenger of chaos, and he's only just getting started.

And, you know what?

This is simply "awesome".