Behead God: You will eventually become a god!

Chapter 256 [Innocent Glazed Heart]

What is most shocking is often the back of an 'ordinary person'.

Three gods stood with their heads up in the leaden clouds, and explosive attacks fell from their hands, smashing into the dark "protective shield" surrounding this half of the city.

As for this "protective shield", it is a means left behind by the Emperor of Fengdu. It is a piece of debris that was once broken into pieces in the underworld. At this moment, it is still emitting the terrifying power of the underworld.

However, for the three Egyptian Ennead Gods, this is just a matter of time. Even the King of Fengdu in his heyday was only at the peak of the Lord God Realm, but now the three Ennead Gods are all at the Lord God Realm.

The two people in the parking lot stared blankly at the figure that was moving away from them.

It could be a sudden impulse or it could be deep emotion, Chen Han suddenly shouted:

"Night Watchman Chen Han, please ask the Great Xia Sword Saint to slay the God!!!"

The voice was sonorous, echoing in the deserted street.

Chen Han watched the black-shirted figure gradually disappear into the distance, and he felt something strange in his heart...

The little boy stood there stupidly. Although he was very young and couldn't understand what a God was, he was clear about one thing: big brother Sword Saint was going to kill God.

So he imitated Chen Han's words and said in a baby voice:

"Please ask Sword Saint Brother to slay the God."

The fog was still rolling, and the voices were like shouts between heaven and earth. Finally, in front of the fog, a figure in black stopped and looked back at the two of them.

Then, keep moving forward.

The wind still blows and the fog seems to be able to swallow people's hearts.

Walking at the end of the fog, Zhou Ping felt warm in his heart. At the same time, his [Innocent Glazed Heart], which had been like a dying candle, began to light up slightly at this moment.

That is the light that ignites the heart, ignited by something called bond and love.

Zhou Ping stretched out his right hand and slowly placed it on the left atrium. Feeling the long-lost breath, he smiled with relief.

He found that he seemed to have imprisoned himself too rigidly, and even now, his heart was still filled with his childhood self.

In other words, these years, it seems like I'm half alive, just living for the sake of living.

The thing called love quietly left him at some point in time.

But now, he seemed to be about to open a certain shackle, a shackle that controlled his younger self until now. The long-buried emotions were being constantly impacted at this moment, and were about to... rush out.

He is the sword master of Daxia, the human ceiling of Daxia, and the "hero" of Daxia!

And a "hero" should protect the world... This is not a responsibility, it's from the heart.

One or two night watchmen, a little boy of fourteen or five years old, and the thousands of people who lost consciousness in this city... This time, he heard everyone's shouts:

That was the echo called "Please ask the Great Xia Sword Saint to slay the gods"! !

The long-suppressed sword intent burst out like a fountain, surging endlessly in an instant. At this moment, Zhou Ping was like a piece of beautiful jade being carved, enjoying the baptism from the sword intent.

When the world needs him and calls his name, when all living beings are suffering and about to die, the "hero" will come at the command to dispel the darkness and eliminate all evil in the world.

His momentum suddenly rose, and his back, which had been slightly hunched due to the injury, now stood straight.

Feeling the joyful sound of swords in the air, Zhou Ping closed his eyes tightly to listen and feel.

In the endless nothingness, with every step he took forward, countless sword sounds would rise up with him, rippling in unison, and increasingly resounding through the sky, cutting through the clouds.

[Pure Glazed Heart] was burning brightly, and Zhou Ping's entire body was covered in colorful splendor.

Until he took that last step, all the bones in his body began to hum, as if there was an ancient pendulum clock that was constantly striking... but as time passed, the force of the strikes became weaker and weaker, and the amplitude of the pendulum's swing became lower and lower.

Almost...

I am still a little bit away from breaking the shackles on my body.

Zhou Ping frowned tightly, opened his eyes slightly, looked down at the colored glass wrapped around him, and sighed helplessly.

The echo of "Please ask the Great Xia Sword Saint to slay the gods" has burned out, and the flame of [Innocent Glazed Heart] is also flickering.

But he was still a little short of taking that step, of breaking the shackles of the human ceiling...

But he no longer had time.

On the top of the sky, three gods were bombarding the Fengdu laws. Zhou Ping looked up at the sky calmly, took a deep breath, and took a step forward.

His figure gradually disappeared in this world.

……

Fog, somewhere in a wasteland.

"Have I disturbed the mysterious nest?"

A figure was running at a speed invisible to the naked eye, his feet were so fast that they were smoking, as if he was running on Hot Wheels, leaving only a trail of afterimages in the air.

Ho ho ho—! !

The roar echoed behind the figure, intermittently.

One, two, three... groups of mysterious bird-like creatures, each exuding an immeasurable aura, and the leading ones even had Klein-level pressure. They were abnormally violent, as if the young man in front had killed their sons.

"Why is this endless pursuit..." Chen Chen complained.

It's not that he couldn't win, but he didn't want to waste his energy in vain. There might be other "dangers" hidden in the fog, so he would try to escape if he could, and would never take action unless he had no other choice.

Moreover, the "mystery" in the fog generally has its own "circle", which is usually called - territory.

Stepping out of their own territory means entering an "unknown place". At the same time, this "unknown place" is very likely to be other "mysterious" territories. Therefore, for them who possess extremely high intelligence, they will never easily trespass into other "mysterious" areas.

But the situation today is different. Chen Chen has been chased for fifty miles by this group of bird-like "mysterious" creatures, but they still haven't given up. They have been following his direction closely, as if they will never give up.

"Isn't it just a passing moment? Is it really endless?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Chen suddenly stopped, then slowly turned his head and looked at the thousands of "mysteries".

"It's not like I haven't done anything to a Mysterious Beast before. A few Kleins, a group of Infinite and Sea Realms, do you really think you can take me down?"