Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Chapter 481: The Mist Returns to the City and Shadows Appear

The sea breeze howled, rolling up layers of waves that hit the speedboat carrying the special team.

The man with the king's face had a frown on his face, and his eyes were as sharp as torches, staring intently at the place where the sea and the sky meet in the distance.

"Captain, what are you looking at? You're looking so intently. Did you find something precious?"

Uzumaki leaned forward, a hint of teasing in his tone.

Wang Mianren withdrew his gaze and shook his head.

"Maybe it's an illusion." There was a subtle hint of loss in his tone.

The atmosphere on the speedboat suddenly became solemn, and everyone's faces were filled with helplessness.

They have searched this sea area for several days, but still haven't found any clues about the "mysterious whereabouts".

It was as if the sea swallowed everything up, leaving no trace.

Qiangwei sighed and said quietly, "Oh, I was so excited for nothing. I thought I could get some great treasure this time."

"The investigation has just begun, so how can we expect results so quickly?" Wang Mianren consoled him. "Be patient, and you'll eventually find clues."

Tian Pingheng suddenly laughed and joked, "Captain, maybe next time you get a chance, you'll become a god! Then we'll all benefit from it, hahaha!"

Mr. Wang smiled helplessly and didn't respond, but a ripple appeared in his heart.

Become a god?

This is not just talk, there really is a God in this world!

"Om-"

Suddenly, the speedboat's engine made a strange noise and its speed dropped sharply.

The pilot's face changed drastically, and he exclaimed, "Oh no! The engine is malfunctioning!"

At the same time, a faint island appeared on the distant sea...

"Captain, become a god? Then we can walk around freely from now on! The Dragon King of the East Sea dares to collect tolls? He'll just slap me in the face and send it flying into the Pacific Ocean!"

Xuanwo rubbed his hands, looking excited, as if the King-faced Man had ascended the throne of God.

"Come on, you money-grubber, all you think about is the toll,"

Qiangwei rolled her eyes at him and said, "If the captain becomes a god, he must give me the elixir of eternal youth. From now on, I will be the goddess forever!"

"I'm quite practical. I just want a magic tool that doesn't require overtime, so I can leave work on time every day. No one can make me work 996!"

Tian Pingheng said this seriously, causing a burst of laughter.

"Captain, come on! I'm rooting for you!" Tian Pingheng slapped Wang Mianren on the shoulder with such force that he almost knocked Wang Mianren into the sea.

Wang Mianren twitched his lips speechlessly, then tapped Tian Pingheng's head lightly with his scabbard. "You're the only one who talks too much! No one can sleep until we uncover the 'mysterious whereabouts' today!"

Jokes aside, the smiles on everyone's faces gradually faded, replaced by solemnity.

This mission is of great importance and concerns the safety of the world, so we cannot afford to be careless.

At the same time, at the border of Daxia, the sea breeze was howling, rolling up huge waves, which hit the edge of the broken city, making a deafening roar.

Thick fog shrouded the sea, as if a huge monster opened its bloody mouth and swallowed everything.

Chen Han'er, wearing a black combat uniform and holding a long sword, stood solemnly on the edge of the city, his eyes fixed on the huge whirlpool on the sea.

Behind her, Lu Yuer's face was pale. She tightly grasped the corner of Chen Haner's clothes, and her body trembled slightly.

"Sister Han'er, what...what is this?" Lu Yu'er's voice trembled as she pointed at the vortex that was growing bigger and bigger on the sea.

"Do your own thing." Chen Han'er's voice was cold and firm, without a trace of emotion.

The sword in her hand made a low humming sound, as if responding to its master's determination.

The sea breeze became stronger and stronger, the fog became thicker and thicker, and the huge vortex seemed to swallow up the whole world.

Chen Han'er took a deep breath and looked firmly towards the border of Daxia deep in the fog. The long sword in her hand shone even brighter.

"Here it comes..." Chen Haner said in a low voice.

Chen Han'er held his heart tightly with one hand and held the sword with the other, as if facing a formidable enemy.

The howling wind made her clothes flutter in the wind like a black flag.

Lu Yuer followed closely behind her, her face pale and trembling like a frightened little rabbit.

The broken city floated on the sea, rising and falling with the waves, making a teeth-grinding friction sound, as if it would fall apart at any time.

"Sister Han'er, we...we are almost home..." Lu Yu'er's voice was trembling with a hint of tears.

Chen Han'er didn't look back, but just said "hmm" lightly.

It is called a "home", but now only broken walls and ruins are left, and it is devastated. How can it still look like a home?

The two of them had mixed feelings. They said they had survived a disaster, but they also felt extremely heavy.

The thick fog gradually dissipated, and the border line of Daxia became vaguely visible.

Lu Yuer's eyes lit up, as if she saw the dawn of hope, but the next second, her smile froze.

No one else came back except them...

"Sister Han'er...they..." Lu Yu'er choked and couldn't speak.

Chen Haner took a deep breath, suppressed the grief in her heart, and looked ahead with a firm gaze.

"Protecting the heart is our mission."

At the same time, over the border of Daxia, several Eagle 9 fighter jets were circling back and forth, searching for the missing team.

"Report! No signs of life found!"

"Report! Radar is not responding!"

"Report! Still nothing found!"

In the cockpit, the pilots' voices were filled with anxiety and uneasiness.

There are too many missing people in this mission and the situation is not optimistic.

Suddenly, a huge shadow appeared on the radar screen of one of the Eagle 9 fighters. It had a strange shape, like...

A city?

"Report! Anomaly detected! Suspected to be... a city!" The pilot's voice trembled with disbelief.

The atmosphere in the command center froze instantly, and everyone held their breath, unable to believe their ears.

A city?

How can it be?

"Lock on the target! Zoom in on the image!" The commander's voice was steady and powerful.

As the image zoomed in, a broken city appeared on the screen. It was the disappeared city!

"What the hell is going on?" Everyone in the command center looked at each other in bewilderment.

And beneath the broken city, an entrance hidden in an underground garage slowly opened.

A man in an imperial robe walked out. He looked up at the city floating on the sea and muttered to himself, "I'm back..."

The sea breeze howled like a ghost's whisper, and the broken cities floated on the sea like ghost ships.

In the sky, the Eagle 9 fighter planes circled and roared, but they could not cover up the strange atmosphere of this sea area.

At this moment, beneath the broken city, a deep underground garage entrance slowly opened, like a giant beast opening its black hole-like mouth.

A figure, wearing a gorgeous imperial robe, slowly walked out.

He raised his head and looked at the wreckage of the city floating on the sea. His eyes were complicated, and the corners of his mouth trembled slightly. He murmured softly: "I'm back..."

The sound was not loud, but it seemed to carry some kind of magic, causing the air around it to freeze for a moment.

His divine robe rustled in the sea breeze, emitting an ancient and mysterious aura, as if he had traveled through time and space and came from ancient times.

He did not linger for long, but just took a deep look at this broken homeland, and then stepped into the dark entrance.

At the same time, in the underground garage of the city, a middle-aged man appeared out of nowhere.

He was wearing a plain shirt, his hair was a little messy, and he looked ordinary.

Yet, he exudes a tranquil and peaceful aura in every gesture.

The garage was a mess, with damaged cars scattered everywhere.

The air was filled with a pungent smell of gasoline, but the middle-aged man seemed to be out of the world and was not affected at all.

His eyes were gentle and firm, and there was always a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, like a kind uncle next door.

He took light steps and walked slowly in the garage, and every step seemed to step on everyone's heart.

As he moved, strands of faint light flowed out from his fingertips, lighting up the dim garage like stars.

Wherever the light passed, the wrecked vehicles actually began to vibrate slightly, as if they were coming back to life.

And those who were originally injured and frightened in the disaster seemed to be wrapped in a warm power deep in their souls and were quietly recovering.

"Well, it's good that you're all back." The middle-aged man whispered to himself. His voice was very soft, but it seemed to contain some kind of magic. It sounded reassuring and comfortable.

He had a faint smile on his face and glanced around, as if he was looking at his family whom he hadn't seen for a long time, with a hint of pampering and relief.

His steps were slow and firm, each step making a slight sound on the ground, which sounded particularly clear and reassuring in this empty garage.

A light fragrance filled the air, dispelling the original smell of oil and decay, and a quiet and peaceful atmosphere gradually spread.

After he finished his circle and restored the souls of all the residents, he slowly walked towards the three children in the corner of the garage with a playful smile on his face.