Deities Are All Just My Food
Chapter 109 - 109 88 Bronze Dragon Tooth The Sword of Dark History!_3

109: Chapter 88: Bronze Dragon Tooth, The Sword of Dark History!_3 109: Chapter 88: Bronze Dragon Tooth, The Sword of Dark History!_3 Guo Zheng was taken aback, then raised his hand and lightly slapped his own cheek.

Right, how important is the number of blessings anyway?

With the Buddha shadow behind that person being so goddamned impressive, it’s clearly a Great Divine Grace.

Isn’t one Great Divine Grace equivalent to at least five of the others?

Within the God Hunter Circle, Divine Graces were not strictly categorized.

Those that were general life aids, which didn’t contribute much to combat, were all referred to as minor Divine Graces.

Those that helped in battle but were not very powerful were also considered minor Divine Graces.

But Lin Baici’s was definitely a Great Divine Grace.

Seeing the Sword Slave still in a daze and not knowing how long he would stand there, Lin Baici took the initiative to say, “Hey, are we still fighting?”

The Sword Slave looked up, his gaze shifting from Lin Baici to Xia Hongyao.

“Slave is gone, freedom is born!”

The Sword Slave said, “I’m no longer the king’s Sword Slave, whether you wish to leave or stay, it is entirely up to you!”

Upon hearing this, everyone was overjoyed.

“God Lin, shall we hurry and leave?”

“Retreat!

Retreat!

Retreat!”

“What was that dark golden light?

There won’t be any problems, right?”

Everyone was clamoring noisily, all wanting Lin Baici to lead the way and quickly leave the place.

Lin Baici looked toward He Zhongkun.

He had just been knocked out by Muscle Buddha, so when Xie boss and the others ran, he didn’t, and consequently, he managed to save his own life.

Just now, the armored Sword Slave was ready to kill everyone, targeting anyone who ran first.

Now, seeing Lin Baici’s cold gaze, He Zhongkun shivered; he wanted to escape, but seeing the unfamiliar surroundings, he didn’t dare to move.

Where could he go by himself?

He Zhongkun was prepared to give in, but before he could beg for mercy, Lin Baici spoke up, “Leave or die, you choose.”

He Zhongkun’s face fell: “God Lin, if I leave alone, without anyone to look after me, I’ll die!”

“That’s not my problem to worry about!”

Lin Baici’s attitude was icy cold.

There was no need to be polite with someone who used others as human sacrifices.

“I…”

He Zhongkun wanted to say more, but the young man with ear piercings started cursing.

“God Lin told you to scram, didn’t you hear?”

The young man with ear piercings also aimed a gun at He Zhongkun: “I’ll count to three, and if you don’t leave, I’ll shoot!”

With no other options, He Zhongkun could only depart, repeatedly looking back at Lin Baici, hoping for forgiveness.

“I have a lot of money, I have extensive connections, even as a God Hunter you must encounter some troubles in life, right?

Whether it’s getting a good job for friends and relatives, or finding a good school for your child, I can handle it all for you!”

He Zhongkun rambled on.

Lin Baici ignored him and looked toward the Sword Hut.

Suddenly, when He Zhongkun had walked about seventy meters away, a dark golden light flew out from the Sword Hut.

It was the Bronze Sword.

Whoosh!

The Bronze Sword sped up, reaching He Zhongkun almost in the blink of an eye, piercing through his back and out his chest.

Whoosh!

A puff of blood mist burst open.

Thud!

He Zhongkun fell to the ground.

“Damn it!”

“There are more monsters!”

“God Lin!”

Everyone was horrified and sought refuge by Lin Baici’s side.

The Bronze Sword flew straight toward the crowd.

Splat!

Splat!

Splat!

Three girls were pierced by the Bronze Sword and died on the spot.

Du Xin, terrified, grabbed Zhou Ya.

If the flying sword came again, she was prepared to use Zhou Ya as a shield.

Guo Zheng was also startled and went on full alert.

After killing four people, the Bronze Sword returned to the Sword Hut.

Once again, the surroundings fell silent.

Hua Yue Yu looked at He Zhongkun’s body and quickly glanced at Lin Baici, noticing his calm face showing no surprise.

The anchorwoman understood.

Lin Baici deliberately drove He Zhongkun away to see if anyone leaving would be attacked.

“Little Bai’s thinking is so meticulous!”

Hua Yue Yu admired.

Guo Zheng turned his head, seeing that neither Lin Baici nor Xia Hongyao were panicked but instead were closely observing the Sword Hut, which made him feel embarrassed.

It seemed he had embarrassed the God Hunter profession.

Cough cough!

Guo Zheng coughed twice: “Bai Ci, it looks like this rule contamination isn’t over yet!”

“What’s the name of that sword?”

Lin Baici asked the Sword Slave.

“Dragon Tooth!”

The Sword Slave laughed: “It seems the king’s sword doesn’t allow you to leave, so offer your heads as a sacrifice to the sword!”

Gasps!

Everyone gasped and felt a chill to their core.

Especially the dozen or so girls who had just been beaten by He Zhongkun’s group, who were now crying, trembling with fear like quails, timidly looking toward Lin Baici.

In such times, it was definitely the formidable God Lin who had the final say.

Quietly, Du Xin breathed a sigh of relief; knowing Zhou Ya, she figured she most likely wouldn’t be used as a sacrifice thanks to Zhou Ya’s face.

“Little Bai!”

Hua Yue Yu felt that this divine taboo game was too cruel, leaving no way out for people.

“Little Linzi, have you found a way to break this rule contamination?”

Xia Hongyao strove to reason it out but came up empty.

The Sword Slave went back to the stone inscription, just like before, prostrating on the ground.

It hadn’t yet decided where to go next.

Should it follow these people?

But in their eyes, I’m a monster, am I not?

And how long have I actually been in this tomb?

Why are these people’s clothes so strange?

Are they barbarians from some unknown land?

“Let’s go, take a look over at that stone inscription and see what it says,”

Lin Baici walked toward the stone tablet.

“Ah?”

The crowd was startled: “Could there be danger?”

Xia Hongyao and Hua Yue Yu had already followed.

The others dawdled; although the Sword Slave seemed to have stopped the slaughter, they were still wary.