pertwk Chapter 55 God? He's a kidnapper, here to guard the house!
Chapter 55 God? He's a kidnapper, here to guard the house!
Lin Fan's voice was not loud.
But each word was like a brand engraved on the soul, clearly resounding in the depths of the consciousness of every "god" in heaven.
Appetizer?
A proper meal?
Ares and the ten Gold Saints' divine bodies instantly stiffened, a tremor originating from the very essence of life causing even the flow of their divine power to halt.
That ultimate combined attack was enough to wipe half the continent off the map...
It turns out, this was just an "appetizer" in their eyes?
What kind of terrifying thing would that so-called "main course" be?
The thought only flashed through my mind for a moment before being swallowed up by the deeper darkness.
They dare not think.
At this moment, thought has become the cruelest instrument of torture.
Pride, fighting spirit, divine glory... all the cornerstones that supported their existence were crushed into dust at this moment by those two mundane words.
What remains is only the most primal and pure fear of death itself.
"run!"
It was unclear whose divine thought emitted the first piercing shriek.
The sound was already distorted beyond recognition.
This shriek was like a key, unlocking the gates of "collapse".
The remaining ten gods were suddenly awakened.
The dignity of God? The glory of the warrior?
What is that? Can it save their lives?
boom!
Each golden streak of light, burning with the last vestiges of its divine power, shot off in all directions in a desperate escape!
That posture had lost all its holiness and majesty, leaving only the panic and disarray of a herd of beasts disturbed by hunters.
Even the two companions whose fates were unknown in the deep pit on the ground had become a burden that could be discarded at will.
Ares, the god of war and slaughter, is the fastest and most decisive runner.
His only thought now is to get away from this Eastern man and away from this cursed land!
He wants to go back to Olympus!
He wanted to kneel before Zeus, the king of the gods, and tell him what kind of unspeakable, unimaginable, and impossible taboo they, these so-called "gods," had provoked!
however.
They wanted to run away.
It also depends on whether Lin Fan agrees.
"Trying to leave?"
Lin Fan gazed at the eleven frantically fleeing points of light in the sky, a faint, indifferent smile curving his lips.
Did I tell you to leave?
"Since you're here, why don't you all stay?"
He didn't even look up, but kept staring in the direction of his courtyard gate, as if he were doing something insignificant.
Then he raised his right hand.
"Smack."
A snap of the fingers.
The sound was light and crisp, and it dissipated with a gust of wind.
But with this command, the rules of the entire world were rewritten.
The two sacred trees rooted in the courtyard—the old locust tree and the ancient tea tree of enlightenment—seem like sleeping dragons opening their eyes.
Om-!
A beam of azure light pierced the heavens and the earth, and a beam of golden light illuminated the entire world, soaring fiercely into the sky!
The blue light and golden radiance converged in the highest sky above the capital city, without any earth-shattering collision, only a harmonious blend.
A gigantic Tai Chi diagram, covering the entire city and still expanding outwards, slowly unfolds in the sky!
The cyan "Yin Fish" exudes a deathly stillness that suppresses time and space and seals off all laws.
The golden "Yang Fish" embodies the vitality that inspires wisdom and gives rise to the Great Way.
Life and death cycle, yin and yang embrace.
A vast and inescapable net, woven from reason and law, has silently taken shape.
The eleven golden streaks of light, fleeing for their lives, crashed into it.
No sound.
Or rather, the voice was swallowed up by the "rules" themselves.
The feeling was like light hitting an absolutely dark wall, instantly absorbed and annihilated, without even a ripple.
The eleven arrogant "gods" were like insects that had crashed into transparent glass, instantly bounced back by that invisible "net".
One by one, their divine bodies trembled violently, and their divine blood gushed out.
Their golden armor groaned as shocking cracks spread wildly like a spiderweb.
"No! What the hell is this?!"
"It's a barrier! We... are isolated from the entire world!"
"Impossible! What level of law-based creation is this? How could it trap eleven of us main gods like insects!"
They stared in utter horror at the slowly rotating Taiji diagram in the sky, radiating the aura of the Great Dao. Their faces, beneath the divine radiance, were ashen.
This is not a physical blockade.
This is a violation of the rules!
Within this "net," their pride—their speed, their strength, and even their connection to their own divine kingdom—are forcibly stripped away and suppressed!
They are... falling from grace!
"Welcome to my 'domain'."
Lin Fan's emotionless voice echoed in their minds once again.
"Or, in words you can understand..."
"Welcome to my 'divine kingdom'."
Kingdom of God!
When those two words were uttered, Ares' last shred of hope vanished completely.
He finally understood.
He finally understood the true meaning of Odin's words, "In that land, he is all-knowing and all-powerful."
That's not a metaphor!
That's just stating a fact!
This city, this land, truly is this man's...divine kingdom!
These self-proclaimed noble gods, from the moment they set foot on this land, were nothing more than a bunch of clowns who bared their teeth at the dragon god and stormed into the dragon's lair!
"Now, do you still want to run?"
A figure appeared before Ares without warning.
It was Lin Fan.
He was still holding that shiny pig's trotter in his hand.
Ares's soul trembled, and his divine body instinctively retreated, almost losing its flying posture.
"What...what exactly do you want to do?" His voice was dry and cracked.
"Nothing." Lin Fan shook his head, his expression serious. "I already said, I'm in a hurry, I'm going home to cook."
"But before cooking, you have to clean the vegetables you bought."
As he spoke, he pointed at Ares with the oil-dripping pig's trotter, then glanced at the ten Gold Saints behind him who had completely lost their will to fight.
"I originally bought pig's trotters and beef today to improve the diet of my future pet."
"But now, I've changed my mind."
Lin Fan grinned, revealing a set of teeth that were so white they were almost unsettling.
"I've found that it seems more convenient to just grab what's readily available."
"You guys... look pretty good."
"Each one is glittering with gold and looks very appealing."
"Its physique is also sturdy, so it should be very durable."
"Most importantly, it has a built-in light-up effect, so you can hang it in the yard at night and save on electricity bills."
"It's perfect for guarding my house and serving as a decorative ornament."
Ares: "???"
The ten Gold Saints: "???"
What did they hear?
pet?
Ornament? Decoration?
This monster from the East wants to keep these high and mighty gods... as watchdogs and garden decorations?!
This humiliation is ten thousand times more cruel than directly annihilating their souls!
"Don't even think about it!"
Ares unleashed his last shred of dignity, letting out a roar born of utter humiliation.
"I! The great Olympian God of War! I would rather have my divine status shattered than serve as a dog for a mortal..."
"Oh? Is that so?"
Lin Fan raised an eyebrow.
"The bones are quite hard."
"Unfortunately, I don't like tackling tough challenges."
"I prefer to stew the bones until they're tender and then drink the soup."
Before he finished speaking, he reached out his hand.
With one swift movement, he grabbed Ares by the neck.
The movement was as casual as picking up a chicken waiting to be slaughtered from the market.
Ares struggled violently in his hands, his divine power erupting like a volcano.
However, it was no use.
Before Lin Fan's seemingly ordinary palm, his divine power, capable of tearing apart continental shelves, couldn't even make the opponent's fingers tremble.
"Let me go! You damn it... let me go!" Ares was still screaming.
"Quarrel."
Lin Fan frowned slightly.
With his other hand, he raised the pig's trotter.
He just casually knocked it down on Ares's head.
"Bang".
A dull, oily sound, like the sound of bones being struck.
The world fell silent.
Ares's roar came to an abrupt halt.
His eyes, which had been burning with anger and humiliation, instantly lost all their luster, becoming empty and blank.
Then, his eyes rolled back and he completely lost consciousness.
Lin Fan carried the unconscious Ares, as if he were carrying a bag of freshly bought groceries, and casually tossed him into the yard.
With a "bang," it crashed to the ground.
He clapped his hands, looked up again, and gazed at the ten Gold Saints who were now completely frozen in the air.
"Alright, it's your turn now."
"Will you step down gracefully, or will I go up and drag you all down one by one?"
"I'll count to three."
"three."
"two."
Lin Fan's word "one" was still on the tip of his tongue.
"thump!"
"Thump! Thump! Thump..."
A golden "dumpling rain" fell from the sky.
The ten Gold Saints scrambled and tumbled as they fell from the sky.
One by one, they knelt down in front of Lin Fan with great enthusiasm.
Their dim, cracked holy garments looked incredibly ironic at that moment.
Their once proud heads were pressed firmly against the cold bluestone pavement, without even the slightest courage to lift them.
His divine body trembled violently and uncontrollably.
The virus called "Fear" has completely destroyed everything they had as gods and warriors.
"Very good, it seems you all know how to adapt to the times."
Lin Fan nodded in satisfaction.
"Then, come in, everyone."
He turned and walked into the courtyard.
The ten Gold Saints, along with the two unlucky souls on the ground who had just woken up from their coma but were about to faint again from the shock of what they saw, exchanged glances.
All that remained in everyone's eyes was endless bitterness and desolation.
But they dared not disobey.
They could only walk like a group of puppets on strings, heads bowed, step by step, into that courtyard house that was more terrifying to them than the deepest part of hell.
"Squeak—"
The courtyard gate slowly closed.
The alleyway has returned to silence.
It was as if that divine war, which was enough to overturn our understanding of the world, had never happened.
Only the deep, human-shaped pits on the bluestone pavement and the Tai Chi symbol in the sky, whose outline was slowly fading away, silently proved that everything just now was not a dream.
……
In the distance, the command center.
Li Zhenguo stared intently at the tightly closed courtyard gate and the thirteen things that vanished instantly on the screen, each representing an energy source capable of causing a national catastrophe.
He opened his mouth, but his throat was so dry it felt like it was on fire, and he couldn't utter a single syllable.
"Team...team leader..."
The adjutant beside him was trembling uncontrollably.
"So...those thirteen 'gods'...were really...all captured by Mr. Lin alone?"
Li Zhenguo did not answer.
He simply stood up slowly from the chair.
He straightened his collar, as if he were meeting with the highest-ranking leader.
Then, looking at the small, ordinary courtyard house on the screen.
He stood at attention and gave a perfectly standard military salute.
for a long time.
He lowered his hand, his voice hoarse, yet carrying a resolute determination.
"Pass on my orders."
"From this moment forward, Mr. Lin's security level will be raised to..."
He paused, seemingly searching for a suitable word, and finally uttered four words.
"Godlike! Level!"
"Any force, any individual, any form of spying or disturbance..."
"No matter who he is, no matter where he comes from..."
"Kill them all! Without mercy!"