Slay the Gods: The spokesperson for Zhulong, starts with the God-killing Gun

Chapter 426 Re-entering the Human Circle (Page 12)

Thick fog enveloped the entire sea area, reducing visibility to less than ten meters, and the waves crashed against the rocks, producing a hollow echo.

Lin Qiye stood on the shore, his black-box straight sword hanging at his waist, his gaze sweeping around with a solemn expression.

Baili Pangpang rubbed his arms, muttering, "This place... it's even more gloomy than last time?"

Shen Qingzhu pushed up her sunglasses and said coldly, "Nonsense, the red moon has just dissipated and the fog hasn't cleared yet, how can it be normal?"

An Qingyu pushed up her glasses, and data streams reflected on the lenses: "The mist contains trace amounts of residual Red Moon energy, and long-term exposure may lead to mental pollution."

Jiang Er's spirit floated in mid-air and said softly, "The spirits here... are very uneasy."

Garan silently gripped his spear, the tip trembling slightly.

Cao Yuan scratched his head: "Can we... really find Brother Yun?"

Lin Qiye was silent for a moment, then said in a low voice, "I want to see the person alive or dead."

After a moment of silence, Baili Pangpang suddenly pointed to the sea: "Look! What's that?"

In the thick fog, a blurry outline gradually appeared—it was a huge cruise ship, entirely black, with intricate runes painted in dark red on its hull, appearing and disappearing in the fog, like pixels.

The most striking feature is the figurehead statue, a woman with outstretched arms and two blood-red gems embedded in her eyes, emitting an eerie glow in the mist.

“The symbol of the Shangxie Society,” Shen Qingzhu said in a low voice, her hand already on the hilt of her sword. “How did they end up here?”

Lin Qiye signaled to everyone to remain vigilant, but not to act rashly.

The cruise ship slowly approached the shore and finally stopped about twenty meters from the beach.

The gangway was not lowered, and no crew members appeared. The entire ship was silent, like a floating tomb.

Just as everyone was hesitating, a figure suddenly appeared on the cruise ship deck.

The man was wearing a tattered, dark cloak, the edges of which were torn and fluttering in the sea breeze.

The hood covered most of his face, revealing only a sharp chin and pale lips.

“Nightfall Squad.” The voice was light yet clear, cutting through the thick fog and the noise of the waves. “You’re looking for someone.”

This is not a question, but a statement.

Lin Qiye stepped forward: "Who are you?"

The cloaked figure did not answer directly, but slowly raised his hand and pointed to the side of the cruise ship.

As she moved, the runes on the ship suddenly lit up with a dark red light, outlining the shape of a door in the mist.

“Come on up, we mean no harm,” the man said. “Perhaps we can help each other.”

Lin Qiye glanced back at his teammates. Cao Yuan nodded slightly, while Shen Qingzhu remained on guard. Finally, Lin Qiye made a decision: "Let's go up."

The seven people jumped onto the cruise ship deck one after another, only to find that the entire ship was unusually quiet, with only the whistling sound of the sea breeze passing through the empty corridors.

The cloaked figure had already turned and headed towards the cabin, gesturing for them to follow.

The interior of the cruise ship is completely different from the exterior. The corridors are lined with old oil paintings and maps, and kerosene lamps hanging from the ceiling cast flickering shadows.

The air was filled with the smell of old paper and ink, mixed with a faint hint of buckwheat.

The cloaked figure eventually led them to a circular hall, in the center of which sat a huge oak table covered with a map of Japan. However, the markings on the map were completely different from those on modern maps, appearing to be something from hundreds of years ago.

"I am Jinian, the president of the Shangxie Society." The man finally lifted his hood, revealing a young face.

She looked to be in her early twenties. When her gaze fell on Lin Qiye, her pupils contracted sharply, and her lips trembled slightly.

Lin Qiye keenly noticed this detail: "You know me?"

The commemoration quickly returned to calm:

"No, it's just...you remind me of someone from the past." She quickly changed the subject, "Who are you looking for?"

"Zhang Yun!"

Upon hearing Zhang Yun's name, Ji Nian's expression subtly showed confusion. "What happened to him?"

"He was fighting Susanoo and has temporarily disappeared!"

Ji Nian paused for a moment, then said, "It seems you'll have to come with us to explore the human community!"

"There's a good chance we'll find him there!"

Lin Qiye and the others nodded.

A man in a black suit walked over and said, "Chairman, we've reached the gap in the Yata no Kagami!"

"Pass the order: everyone, depart!"

...

Human Circle, Tokyo.

Fengji family.

The last rays of the setting sun streamed into the living room through the curtains, casting shimmering light and shadows on the faces of the three people on the television screen.

Yurina sat cross-legged on the carpet, holding a game controller in her hand, her brows furrowed: "Dad! You stole my items again!"

Yuri Kuro leaned back on the sofa, a slight smile playing on her lips: "That's called tactics."

Thirteen-year-old Yuri Takishiro curled up next to her father, hugging a pillow, and muttered softly, "My sister is so good at cooking..."

Yurina glared at him: "Takishiro! Say that again?!"

Yuri Takishiro immediately shrank back and hid behind her father.

Yuri Kuro chuckled and ruffled her son's hair: "Don't bully your little brother."

On the television screen, the three players are controlling game characters as they navigate through a ruined city, evading the pursuit of zombies.

Yurina's character rolled away, dodging the zombie's attack, and then fired a shot to the head: "Hmph, I'm pretty good!"

Yuri Kurozo raised an eyebrow, controlling his character to leap from the high-rise building, landing precisely on the armored vehicle: "Follow me."

Yuri Takishiro blinked, her fingers flying across the buttons, and the character deftly vaulted over obstacles, following closely behind.

This is a rare moment of leisure for the family.

The television suddenly switched to the news channel, and the female anchor's voice carried a hint of nervousness:

"Urgent News: A large-scale riot has broken out in Shinjuku Ward. Several citizens are exhibiting symptoms of red eyes and are attacking others! Residents in the vicinity are urged to evacuate immediately!"

The scene shows chaos on the street, with people fleeing frantically. Several men with bloodshot eyes are smashing shops and making inhuman growls.

Yuri Kuro's smile gradually faded, his brows furrowing: "Here we go again..."

Yurina put down the controller and stared at the screen: "This is the third time this month... What's wrong with those people?"

Yuri Takishiro whispered, "Like a zombie..."

Yuri Kurozo shook his head: "More troublesome than zombies."

He stood up, walked to the window, and drew back the curtains—

In the distance, a dark red moon loomed faintly in the sky above Tokyo.

Yuri Kurozo was silent for a moment, then turned to look at the two children: "Don't go out tonight."

Yurina pouted: "I know, I'm not a child."

Yuri Takishiro nodded obediently: "Mm."

Yuri Kuroshi rubbed his temples, walked to the entrance, took out a pistol from the drawer, and skillfully checked the magazine.

Yurina's eyes widened: "Dad! When did you hide that gun?!"

Yuri Kuroko said calmly, "For self-defense."

Yuri Takishiro asked softly, "Will bad people come in?"

Yuri Kurozo put away his gun and patted his son's head: "No, I'm here."

Yurina stared at her father and suddenly said, "Dad...do you know something?"

Yuri Kurotetsu was silent for a moment, then said softly, "The anomalies in Tokyo... are not accidental."

Late at night, on the streets of Tokyo.

The crimson moonlight spilled onto the empty streets, where several red-eyed patients wandered aimlessly, emitting low growls from their throats.

Suddenly, a dark figure leaped down from the rooftop, a long sword flashing coldly in his hand!

"Shua——!!!"

The heads of several red-eyed patients fell to the ground simultaneously, and the dark figure stood firmly, shaking the blood off his knife.

—Yuzuki Kurozo!

He coldly stared at the corpse on the ground and muttered, "As expected... it was corrupted by the Red Moon."

Yurina's voice came through the earphones: "Dad! Where did you go?!"

Yuri Kurozo pressed the communicator: "Patrol."

Yurina: "Liar! You clearly went to kill zombies!"

Yuri Takihachi's voice chimed in: "Sister is swearing..."

Yurina: "Shut up!"

Yuri Kurozo said helplessly, "Wait for me at home."

He looked up at the red moon, a hint of seriousness flashing in his eyes: "Tokyo... won't last much longer."

...

Hokkaido coast.

The biting sea breeze, carrying fine snowflakes, pattered against the knight's armor, making a soft "rustling" sound.

He stood on the reef, his silver armor gleaming with a cold metallic luster in the dim light, his scarlet cloak fluttering in the sea breeze.

Behind him, Wei Dong rubbed his hands, which were red from the cold, and exhaled a puff of white breath: "Sir Knight, why haven't the guild leader and the others arrived yet?"

The knight didn't turn around, but simply said, "What's the rush?"

Wei Dong pursed his lips and muttered under his breath, "This godforsaken place... there's not even a signal. I wonder where the president and the others are..."

The knight's gaze remained fixed on the distant horizon, and he remained silent.

Sudden--

"boom--!!!"

A deafening roar came from the seabed, and the entire ocean area trembled violently!

"Holy crap! What's going on?!" Wei Dong stumbled and almost fell off the rocks.

The knight's pupils contracted sharply, and he gripped the longsword at his waist: "Step back!"

The next second—

“Crash——!!!”

The sea suddenly exploded as a huge black cruise ship broke through the seabed, creating waves tens of meters high!

"boom--!!!"

The cruise ship crashed heavily onto the sea, sending waves crashing down like a torrential downpour, soaking the two men.

Wei Dong wiped the seawater off his face, dumbfounded: "This...this ship emerged from the bottom of the sea?!"

The knight's fingertips trembled slightly as he stared intently at the figures on the cruise ship's deck—

At the edge of the deck, several familiar figures stood side by side.

Lin Qiye's black box straight sword hung at his waist, his gaze calmly sweeping over.

Baili Pangpang waved excitedly: "Knight! Wei Dong! Long time no see!"

Shen Qingzhu pushed up her sunglasses and said coldly, "Troublesome."

An Qingyu's glasses reflected a cold light as she nodded slightly.

Garan stood quietly to the side, holding his spear.

Cao Yuan scratched his head, seemingly a little embarrassed.

Jiang Er's spirit floated in mid-air, smiling and greeting everyone.

Standing at the very front of the group was a woman wearing a tattered cloak, her long silver hair fluttering in the sea breeze, and a faint smile playing on her lips.

—In memory of the president of the Shangxie Society!

Wei Dong's eyes widened: "President?! Lin Qiye?! You...you all went back to Great Xia, didn't you? Why are you here again?!"

Ji Nian chuckled lightly: "What? Not welcome?"

The knight remained silent for a moment, then slowly sheathed his longsword and knelt on one knee: "Welcome, Guild Master."

The cruise ship docked, and everyone disembarked on the island.

Baili Pangpang put his arm around Wei Dong's shoulder and grinned, "Wei Dong! Did you miss me?"

Wei Dong rolled his eyes: "Miss you my foot! I haven't even settled the score for you stealing my snacks last time!"