265: Why is Chapter 265 so outrageous?

An illegal coal mine somewhere in Area A.

In the sky, the blood-colored server-wide announcement lingered for a long time.

*Clang!*

The iron pickaxe in Leader Te Li Pu's hand dropped to the ground.

His face covered in black soot, he stared blankly at the sky, panting heavily.

"Slaying a god?!"

"Fuck! They actually killed a real god?!"

Leader Te Li Pu held his head in his hands, completely questioning his life.

To think that back then, their Great Eagle Country had gathered the power of their entire region and could only barely kill an Abyss Apostle.

Yet these Dragon Country people who dragged him here to work as illegal labor instantly killed a god the moment they arrived?!

"What are you looking at! What are you dazing off for! Keep digging!" the Red Wolf lackey supervising him barked angrily.

"Ah... S-Sorry..."

"I was just expressing my admiration, our boss is invincible under heaven!"

"Digging! I'll keep digging!"

"Nobody knows mining better than me!"

Leader Te Li Pu trembled with fear, quickly picking up his pickaxe and swinging it frantically.

Only one thought remained in his mind: 'Fuck! I have to work hard!'

'I must never provoke these living yamas who even kill gods!'

...

At the same time.

The entire World Center was thoroughly shaken.

The forces of the various European regions.

Leader Macron of France, Queen Elizabeth of Great Britain, Little Mustache of Germany...

These high-and-mighty top players of each region were now all slumped in their seats, dumbfounded by fear.

Three hundred thousand fierce bandits from the Dragon Country had descended from the heavens.

It was one thing for them to smash, grab, and burn everywhere.

But these bandits had done something earth-shattering the moment they landed—slaying a god!

"Quick!"

The French leader suddenly sprang up from his chair, roaring frantically at his adjutant, "Contact the nearest Dragon Country people immediately!"

"Lower your posture! You must lower it!"

"Send money! Send food! Send top-grade materials! Talk cooperation with them!"

"Pass down the order!"

Little Mustache of Germany also roared, "Anyone who encounters the Red Wolf Guild, take a detour!"

"Whoever dares to provoke them will be kicked out of the region immediately! Do not drag us down!"

...

On the other side.

The Queen of Great Britain, Queen Elizabeth.

She was currently sitting in front of a huge mirror, holding a powder puff and desperately applying a thick layer of foundation onto her face.

"Hmm..."

"How is it? Am I beautiful?"

Queen Elizabeth applied bright red lipstick and threw an extremely confident wink at her assistant.

"I will personally go meet that Dragon Country leader!"

"I will use my charm to completely conquer him!"

"Make him a servant under Great Britain's skirt!"

"When the time comes, those Dragon Country bandits will have to obediently return everything they stole!!"

The assistant's veins throbbed on his face as he desperately suppressed the churning in his stomach.

He squeezed out a fake smile that looked worse than crying. "Oh!! My Queen!"

"Beautiful... You are simply too beautiful..."

However, the assistant's heart was roaring frantically at this moment:

"Beautiful your mother's ass!!!"

"Old geezer! You're almost fucking eighty this year!!!"

"Are you going to find him just to disgust that living yama to death?!!!"

...

Some rejoiced, while others grieved.

At this moment, the most aggrieved and angry were the Indian players in the World Center.

The main god they worshiped, Shiva.

Did not even leave a complete corpse behind, having been blasted into dregs by a single cannon shot!

"Shameless Dragon Country people!"

"How dare they sneak attack our great God of Destruction!"

"This is desecration! This is blasphemy!"

"This is an unforgivable capital offense!"

"The hatred of slaying our god is irreconcilable!"

"We, the Indians, will fight the Dragon Country to the death!"

Countless Indian players clamored frantically in the world channel.

But absolutely no one paid them any attention.

All the regions treated them like buffoons.

They even dare to kill gods, who would take you Indians seriously?!

...

At the same time.

Sector 777.

The second "God-Slaying Feast" was in full swing.

On the ruined square.

The once high-and-mighty God of a Thousand Eyes—Indra, was now a miserable sight to behold.

The tens of thousands of abalone-like eyes on his body were all ruthlessly blinded by sharp blades.

His thick limbs were forcefully broken, twisted into bizarre angles.

Dark green divine blood kept flowing out like a fountain.

And on his massive body,

it was densely packed, crawling with red "insects."

Taking a closer look,

they were all fucking players from the Red Wolf Guild!

Like hungry locusts, they wielded machetes, chainsaws, and high-energy cutters, frantically busy.

"Brothers! This monster's meat is poisonous, we can't eat it!"

"Put some back into it, dig deeper!"

"Pull out the tendons and dig out the bones!"

"A god's tendons and bones are top-grade materials!"

"Using them to reinforce chariots and forge weapons will make us absolutely invincible!"

"Group Two! Saw off this thigh bone for me!!"

"Buzz, buzz, buzz—"

Chainsaws roared, sparks flying everywhere.

This group of inhuman Fourth Calamities was skinning an evil god alive!

No anesthesia, just straight-up carving!

"Ahhh—!!!"

"It hurts! It hurts!!!"

Indra's entire body convulsed violently, letting out heart-wrenching screams.

Humiliation.

Despair.

"Damned humans! Stop! Stop it!"

"Stop torturing this god!"

"Kill me! Quickly give this god a release!"

"I am a god! You cannot treat me like this!"

"I beg of you!!!"

A dignified high-tier evil god was now crying like an abused victim.

*Swish!*

A silver blade light suddenly flashed past.

Xia Li, piloting her Silver Armor, stepped coldly onto Indra's giant face.

With a flick of her Chain Blade,

*Splat!*

she directly sliced off Indra's massive tongue from the root!

"Waaah—!" Indra's mouth sprayed blood, unable to utter another complete sentence.

"Now you want to die?"

A hair-raising sneer hung on Xia Li's exquisitely beautiful face.

"Too late!"

"Didn't you just call me 'little baby' earlier?"

"Didn't you cast a curse on me?"

"Didn't you want to turn me into a doll?!"

Xia Li's wrist suddenly flipped, and her Chain Blade stabbed fiercely into Indra's eye socket again, stirring hard.

"Keep screaming!"

"I'd like to see just how hard the bones of you high-and-mighty god really are!"

"Jie jie jie..."

...

Below,

inside the cockpit of the scarlet mecha,

Lu Yuan leaned back in his seat, rarely lighting up a cigarette.

"Phew—"

He took a deep drag and blew out a thick cloud of smoke.

Through the screen, he quietly watched Xia Li, who had transformed into a "Living Dissection Master" in the sky.

Those brutal methods.

That skilled blade technique.

Watching it made Lu Yuan's eyelids twitch violently.

"Tsk."

"For a moment, I actually can't tell who the villain is!!"

Lu Yuan held his cigarette and couldn't help but shake his head.

"Why is this woman so fierce?"

"If we get married in the future, I must absolutely never make her angry..."

"Otherwise, this Big-Eyed Monster will be my fate."

Thinking of this, Lu Yuan suddenly shuddered.

"Tragic! Too tragic!"