Chapter 228
There was no longer any god guarding the temple, and the door behind him was difficult to close. Su Xingyuan didn't care and just looked down.
After his plague was wiped out by the angel's blood, a pop-up window announcing the next disaster had already appeared in front of him, but at the time his attention was on the angel and he ignored the pop-up window.
But that doesn't mean he doesn't pay attention to what ordinary people in the human world are going through while he's fighting.
【-After working tirelessly day and night, you finally found a solution to the plague. The medicine prepared by the top pharmacist without sleep successfully solved the problem of further deterioration of the disease. “This time it’s finally over, enough people have died,” you thought and walked out of the room. 】
[Unfortunately, after several disasters, few people dare to go out. You decide to go and say hello to your neighbor. You remember that he has two cute babies at home, but when you stand in front of their door, you hear desperate cries. 】
[You look inside.] You saw the mark on the neighbor's child's forehead...】
[That seemed to be a sign of impending death. 】
[Has entered the fourth disaster - dead children]
The black-haired human's eyes flickered over the "Sign of Death".
The numbers in the "Current Death Toll" column haven't changed for the time being, but Su Xingyuan knows very well that this is only because the time has not yet come.
Just like the plague of the last disaster. Maybe in an hour, or maybe it will be midnight today, these marked children will die one after another.
The later the disaster, the more difficult it will be to solve. Even the plague can make the most talented pharmacists find solutions at the risk of their lives, so what about this time?
In order to achieve the goal of reducing the number of human deaths in the disaster to less than 100,000, do we have to kill them before they die from the mark? If you think about it, there are actually many ways to kill these ordinary human green names.
It is possible, but it is not necessary.
Su Xingyuan was not very willing to be a murderer, so he brought the angel out and dragged him into this world from the fortress-like temple.
On the ground, Ning Baiquan and a group of scholars were working hard to look for information. After the plague was resolved, Su Xingyuan never appeared again. Many people in the Hunter Association almost thought that the matter was over, but they just received information that many children had blood-red marks on their bodies.
Ning Baiquan never thought that he could only rely on Su Xingyuan to overcome the difficulties while humans themselves did nothing. Therefore, after discovering this matter, he summoned experts as soon as possible and began to check all previous information, wanting to know what these marks represented.
Finally, An Qian, representing the Savior Association, sent over a document.
[Hunters with special abilities in the association found a possibly similar myth - leave a mark on the young child, and a messenger will open the door at midnight to hunt and kill. 】
Ning Baiquan frowned and asked: [The messenger...could it be a monster? 】
[If it was a monster, the savior could easily deal with it, but this disaster is behind the plague, so it may not be that simple. Maybe it's just like what people say on the Internet, those who are marked will die suddenly when the time comes... How pitiful. 】
Ning Baiquan could almost hear the tone of the other party. He rubbed his eyebrows, sorted out his thoughts, opened the file and started reading.
The disappearance of Suxingyuan was equivalent to cutting off the biggest pillar in people's hearts. The network was paralyzed several times, and people's emotions had reached a point where they were almost out of control. Who knows if the one with the mark on his body now is a child, and the next one will be an adult? Who knows what these marks represent, a symbol of imminent death or another contagious curse?
Ning Baiquan was already worried and distressed by the series of disasters, and now he felt a dull pain and swelling in his temples. He stood up, but felt dizzy for a moment and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Fang Mujian, who was standing by, quickly supported him.
He took a deep breath, waved at Fang Mujian, and slowly walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. The sky had darkened, and the street that might have been filled with laughter and joy in the past was now filled with desperate curses and wails. He just felt his head hurt even more, so he raised his head and looked towards the sky -
Ning Baiquan's expression paused slightly, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he stared at a certain place in the sky.
"Deputy Commander Ning...? What happened?"
Fang Mujian, who was paying attention to Ning Baiquan because he was worried about his health, noticed that he was in a bad mood. He became alert almost instinctively, moved cautiously to the window and looked up.
The sun had completely set, and the sky outside should have been getting darker as time went by. But when Fang Mujian raised his head, he saw a scene that shouldn't have appeared, and someone who had lost contact with him for several hours.
The noises from far and near gradually quieted down. When the first person looked up at the sky, others followed suit, and it seemed that in just an instant, everyone raised their heads and looked at the picture that was obviously very far away from the ground, but strangely allowed them to see every detail clearly.
Between life and death, no one would have the extra energy to pay attention to any strange changes in the world. What made them calm down was not the miraculous sight of night suddenly turning into day, but the human boy standing in front of the opened magnificent golden door.
The black-haired hunter who had not rested since the day the disaster began was completely different from their initial impression. His soft black short hair had grown so long that it almost fell to the ground, and his perfect face that did not look like a human's seemed to have a hint of quiet fatigue as if by an illusion. But these harmless flaws not only did not damage his image in the slightest, but instead made him look like a rare, compassionate and merciful divinity as he stood against the light in front of the door that illuminated the night.
When the blue chain in the black-haired boy's hand suddenly struggled and the platinum-colored existence beside him rushed around like a calf, some people came to their senses as if in a trance and turned their eyes away from him. Finally, it was the turn of the real protagonist of the day.
That seems to be an "angel" in the conventional human cognition.
There was a brilliant golden halo behind his head, and his four pairs of wings were damaged but still pure white and charming. No matter how you looked at him, he was a kind being that was willing to bestow blessings. But at this moment, he had an almost hideous look on his face as several chains pierced through his bones, and he was trying with bloodshot eyes to break free from the restraints of the black-haired human beside him.
The black-haired hunter they were familiar with did not react from beginning to end. His expression could even be described as calm. It was only when the angel was surprised to think that he had run away a little further that he casually pulled the chain in his palm.
“Crash——”
The chains clanked and the holy angel was dragged back again, letting out an angry scream.
He had already vaguely guessed Su Xingyuan's plan. He was more afraid of his noble blood being contaminated by the curse than death. However, Su Xingyuan seemed to have mastered the other way of using Duhuo in a short period of time. The terrifyingly cold temperature even froze the flow of divine power in his body!
He lowered his head and saw that those humans whom he considered lowly were all looking up at them, watching his predicament. Is there something wrong with His appearance? How cruel was Su Xingyuan's behavior? Why is there no expression of disgust on their faces?
Why do they still trust Su Xingyuan so much, trusting this guy who used such violence against an angel, a god in front of everyone? !
"I represent light, and I am the god who can save you! Haven't you noticed that all the disasters were caused by Su Xingyuan? If it weren't for him, the First Demon King would never have been released! After he appeared, high-risk portals and secret realms began to appear one after another!"
The black-haired hunter slowly drew out his long knife.
"You should believe in me... I am the God of this world...!!"
The cold blade came close to His neck. He felt an illusory, itchy stinging sensation brought by the sharp tip of the knife.
His body began to tremble uncontrollably, and his hidden eyes opened one by one. He stared hard at the humans below, scanning them one by one, trying to snatch a trace of faith from them. Even his divine power was controlled. If he was given a little faith that Su Xingyuan had not expected, he might be able to turn the tables and kill Su Xingyuan in front of these humans!
"But...Xingyuan Hunter saved us."
In the silence, a timid girl's voice sounded softly.
There was still a mark of death on her forehead, but she didn't look scared. She just nervously grasped the paper with the black-haired hunter's signature, and summoned up the courage to say loudly: "You are not an angel! Mom said that good people like Su Xingyuan are angels!"
The angel almost vomited blood after being kicked out of his race by a little human girl. But before he could react, he suddenly felt a huge pressure on his raised head, causing his forehead to hit the platform paved with golden light with a "bang".
The black-haired hunter, who had been watching everything quietly without showing any expression, pressed the angel's head with the sole of his shoe to prevent his ferocious expression from scaring the children. Then he raised his eyes in the direction where the sound came from and burst into laughter.
"Stay☆○..."
On the pieces of paper in the hands of the little girl who spoke to him, there was this word plus two symbols with very clear meanings.
The appearance of this thing in this situation created an indescribable subtle laugh, and Su Xingyuan almost squatted down laughing.
"Oh, this is totally hilarious."
The special signature he once wrote turned into a bullet and hit him right between the eyebrows when he wanted to create an atmosphere. It turns out that there is such a thing as cause and effect in this world.
"Since the kid trusts me so much, we must settle the accounts between us. After all, I am an upright human being."
Su Xingyuan said with a smile, took out a chair from his backpack and sat down, then found the "Game Records" column in the game system.
Game records are almost the same as screen recordings, except that they are recorded from a third-person perspective, and even include Su Xingyuan's gaming experience before loading the game file. Su Xing originally requested for the angel the clips "I will make you the seventh god in the sky", and also the clips "The ultimate inside story of the snake-headed god Siu-Xiu-Nino and the invasion of the devil", as well as the clip "It was me who released the disaster, what can you do about it? Don't take your anger out on me" by the black shadow, which successfully made the angel's face greener and greener. He just stared at the black shadow's face in the last clip and was speechless.
The truth was revealed very intuitively. People were not fools. Just by looking at the angel's expression at the moment, they could guess the truth or falsehood of the records in the picture. The emotions of billions of people were ignited instantly.
"They are actually behind the Devil's invasion. How many people have died in the past seven years? How many people died on the day of the disaster? How can He have the nerve to say that He is here to save us and let us believe in Him?"
"So the locusts, blood rain, plague and death marks are all because of you! My sister was eaten by insects and there is nothing left. Give my sister back to me!!"
"It turns out that the original hunter of the Suxing Star was also infected with the plague... He worked day and night despite being sick and had to deal with your spying and sneak attacks... Are you still gods? You are nothing!"
A huge stream of emotions surged towards the angel, but it was not at all the faith that He wanted that could be transformed into power. He murmured in disbelief: "Impossible... Among so many people, not one hates you? This is impossible!... To be able to do this, you are not a good person!"
Su Xingyuan sighed: "You misunderstood me, I just wore a title in advance."
[Title: God Slayer]
[Description: A high and mighty god fell in your hands today. You cut off his head. The broken godhead was one of the spoils. From then on, the majesty of God was trampled underfoot. You two cannot coexist.]
[——This title has a lifelong attribute, that is, while the owner of the title is alive, the gods cannot gain any human faith, and will receive a 10% reduction in all attributes in human gathering places]
He smiled and asked, "Do you think I'm the kind of guy who comes to your door without any preparation?"
"We have an incompatible relationship."
The black-haired human smiled and raised the long sword.
It was as if the world had been paused, and the noisy crowd suddenly became quiet. Even the distressed child seemed to be affected by the atmosphere and raised his head in a daze.
She saw the black-haired boy blink at her, and then blue flames, which were the same temperature as the children's bodies, surrounded their eyes and gently blocked their vision.
Then--
“Boom.”
There was a sound of something falling to the ground, so light, as if it didn't have any weight, and yet so heavy that people standing on the ground could hear it clearly.
[A high and mighty god fell in your hands today, and you cut off his head——]
Golden blood gushed out instantly!
The invisible black and purple substance covering the land, people, and plants was like a snake that was suddenly led out of a cave. In an instant, it swarmed towards the blood gushing out of the head of the angel kneeling on the ground!
It is not so much that a hungry tiger saw food, but rather that carnivorous plants that are good at attracting prey are trapping insects. The golden liquid left this disgusting body, but it seemed to have new vitality, embracing the curse of disaster into the bright gold like the sun!
The golden color that initially surged out quickly turned turbid, and the sign of death began to dim at the same time. The faces of the children who had been deprived of their vitality became rosy again, and the rivers polluted by blood returned to normal in an instant.
[Ding Dong!] Congratulations on completing [Special Mission - Disaster]! 】
[The scoring system and achievement wall system have been officially implemented! 】
Task pop-ups popped up one after another, and achievements that had been obtained were added to the achievement wall one after another, but Su Xingyuan did not check them for the time being.
The black-haired young man lowered his eyes and watched all this quietly. There was no special expression on his face, nor was he complacent about the fall of his enemy. He just swung his sword, and the golden liquid on the sword dripped down.
It's strange to say, this hunter never gives people the impression of being calm, but just by standing there, he is already the most trustworthy and unshakable rock.
At this point, the clouds of disasters that had shrouded the world for nearly half a month were completely dispelled.
Su Xingyuan did not look away, he was still paying attention to the angel's situation. So when he found that the cursed substances seemed to be merging into his blood and tried to control the angel's body, blue flames instantly rose up and burned the liquid that contained the actual curse.
In hell, the fallen angels also stopped attacking. It seemed to sense something and said calmly, "The Lord succeeded. The aura of the Disaster's body suddenly weakened, and it will never be able to do anything... It seems that he has completely exchanged the body of the current Angel God for the curse that the Disaster exuded."
He always makes money and never loses anything.
“You all… deserve to die!!”
The black shadow knew that the angel might die at the hands of Su Xingyuan, but he did not expect this would be the outcome. His emotions suddenly fluctuated violently. He directly broke through the fallen angel's defense in a nearly self-destructive manner and rushed out of the territory!
The fallen angel had no trouble catching up with Him, but before it flapped its wings, a familiar voice belonging to a black-haired boy coldly entered its brain.
"No need to chase him, just let him go."
To cut the grass, you must remove the roots. He was curious about what other tricks the gods had left. Rather than leaving hidden dangers and not knowing when it will cause trouble in the future, it is better to take advantage of it now——
Uproot.
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