137: Yue Huai’s desperate situation!

“You don’t eat beef?” Loki’s face wrinkled like an angry chrysanthemum.

“You don’t eat beef, so why did you make me beef noodles? Are you intentionally messing with me?” Loki was speechless.

“Heh heh, what if I am?”

With a puff!

A golden Faith Blade pierced Loki’s heart.

Loki’s pupils suddenly constricted; this thing could cause real damage to him.

“Song Zhong, I’ll remember you!”

Loki’s eyes were filled with venom. “Don’t think this is the end. Wait to welcome Asgard’s wrath!”

“Heh heh, so confident, it seems this is just a Clone of yours.”

Song Zhong gently twisted the hilt, and a circular hole immediately opened in Loki’s chest.

Turbid divine blood flowed out from it.

Loki’s pupils gradually unfocused; the mission of this Clone had reached its end.

He was very unwilling; how could he have been cursed so inexplicably? He clearly still had so many methods he hadn’t used.

Unfortunately, there are no ifs in life. Loki’s aura completely disappeared.

Loki fell to the ground, and the appearance of the Faith Blade immediately changed.

The sharp blade transformed into golden threads, which, like swimming fish, searched for something within Loki’s body.

Before long, a green orb of light was tightly grasped by these threads.

Then it was pulled in front of Song Zhong.

Compared to the three previous divine cores, this one was much smaller. After all, the Loki who came to Great Xia was only a Clone; his true body was still in Asgard in Northern Europe.

“It’s a bit lacking, but it’s still enough!”

Song Zhong put a portion of Loki’s divine core into the faith tombstone. The three previous divine cores were almost completely consumed.

Whether it was using Ruoshui to isolate Jin’nan Mountain or summoning meteors across the sky, the consumption was terrifying. Now, Loki’s divine core seemed particularly precious.

“Currently, it seems I still need to be a bit frugal with it!”

After putting away this divine core, Song Zhong lifted the Ruoshui barrier.

Boom!

The massive Jin’nan Mountain body fell back into the deep pit, stirring up clouds of dust.

Song Zhong looked at the other end of Cangnan City, where Yue Huai was already at a disadvantage.

Although Yue Huai could barely hold on with his strange ability to switch between reality and illusion, facing two human powerhouses and a mythical creature, escaping from their hands was simply a fantasy.

“Do you still want to struggle?” Master Chen’s face was full of anger. Yue Huai had previously done many things that disrupted Great Xia’s stability and was an extremely dangerous individual.

“Cough cough! The end of the world is destruction. Even if you kill me, you can’t change the future.” Yue Huai wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

“In that case, I’ll destroy the Ancient God Church first!”

Master Chen’s mindscape shifted, and a murderous ancient general appeared before Yue Huai, while Lu Wuwei also locked down all possible escape routes for Yue Huai.

Little Black Scabby bared his teeth, looking fiercely at Yue Huai. It was these people who caused Yang Jian’s premature revival, resulting in the destruction of his accumulated centuries of Reincarnation power.

Yue Huai tore off his upper garment. On his chest, a black lotus tattoo emitted an eerie, faint glow.

“Since that’s the case, let’s all perish together!”

Master Chen and Lu Wuwei subconsciously felt danger. Within that black lotus, a portion of the Great God Brahma of World Destruction’s destructive power was contained.

Did this old man want to self-destruct?

Just as Yue Huai was about to perish together with them, a strong gust of wind suddenly appeared around him. The wind pressure was incredibly powerful; even the ancient general transformed by Master Chen’s mindscape retreated a few steps.

A figure appeared beside Yue Huai. Song Zhong’s hand rested on his shoulder, like an old friend he hadn’t seen in years.

A hint of surprise appeared on Yue Huai’s aged face.

He was somewhat surprised by Song Zhong’s sudden appearance.

Song Zhong’s previous actions had left him somewhat puzzled. Yang Jian and Indra had successively been dealt with by this young man, and he really couldn’t figure out Song Zhong’s true intentions.

He had openly admitted his identity as a member of the Ancient God Church before, and logically, he should have drawn a clear line between himself and the Great Xia Night Watchers and the gods.

But he had indeed also made a move against Indra.

Yue Huai looked at Song Zhong with some panic, different from the pressure Master Chen, Lu Wuwei, and Celestial Hound brought him.

Under those three, there was still a possibility of survival.

But this young man could truly put him to death.

Song Zhong didn’t care about Yue Huai’s inner turmoil. He looked at the black lotus on Yue Huai’s chest and said:

“A tattoo, huh? Gangster? Being a gangster doesn’t have much of a future.”

Upon hearing this, the aged Yue Huai couldn’t hold back his emotions.

What kind of divine tattoo? What’s on my chest is the Great God Brahma of World Destruction’s black lotus imprint. What does it have to do with a tattoo?

Also, the Ancient God Church I painstakingly established, if it’s not a gangster organization, then what, a charity?

“Song Zhong, you don’t want to join the Ancient God Church anymore?” Yue Huai asked nervously.

If the other party decided to betray him, then he would be in danger.

Although the other party had also made a move against Yang Jian, that one seemed to still be alive.

Yue Huai felt even greater pressure.

Song Zhong patted his shoulder, “Don’t worry, do I look like the kind of person who abandons things halfway? The Ancient God Church is my home, and its construction and development depend on everyone!”

Hearing him say that, Yue Huai breathed a sigh of relief.

Master Chen heard their conversation, and his mood also grew anxious.

“Song Zhong, you are still young. Don’t ever go down the path of crime. Do you want to fall and collude with these people?”

Song Zhong turned around and stood with Yue Huai.

“You go first!”

After speaking, a spatial rift appeared out of thin air behind Yue Huai. He glanced at Song Zhong, threw an ancient ring to Song Zhong, and then entered the spatial rift.

Lu Wuwei’s expression tightened. He immediately urged his scarred electric bike, intending to catch up before the spatial rift closed.

But Song Zhong simply waved his left hand, and a sharp wind blade directly cut through the electric bike’s tire.

With a bang!

Lu Wuwei’s electric bike had a flat tire.

With a flat tire, the bike, of course, couldn’t move.

“Song Zhong, you actually let someone from the Ancient God Church go. Do you want to be an enemy of the entire Great Xia?”

Lu Wuwei was somewhat helpless seeing his little yellow bike ruined.

“I don’t consider you enemies, but if you consider me an enemy, I can accompany you to the end!” Song Zhong said with a playful smile.

“But I advise you to worry about other things first. The situation in Cangnan seems not so good!”

Master Chen and Lu Wuwei were both stunned when they heard Song Zhong’s words. Then their gazes turned to their surroundings.

At the edge of the city, a decaying aura began to spread from all directions towards the city center.

The Miracle power that had been maintained for ten years finally could not hold on after this turmoil.