Deities Are All Just My Food
Chapter 421 - 187: Kill_1

Chapter 421: Chapter 187: Kill_1

In the grand hall, a fierce battle erupted.

The Pharaoh was actually furious with Lin Baici, wanting to kill him, but Bian Xiang blocked him.

Bian Xiang had no choice, as Lin Baici made it clear he intended to slack off. With his strength, delaying time under the Pharaoh’s attack was as easy as flipping his hand.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

Bian Xiang cursed loudly, his current feelings akin to having eaten shit, frustrating him to the point of vomiting blood. He regretted not having launched a surprise attack earlier to kill this punk.

Fei Xiao and Fang Tianhua remained worried, constantly watching the Pharaoh, as for the others, they all followed Lin Baici’s lead.

Xia Hongyao was dragged away by Gu Qingqiu.

"Oppa, be careful!"

Kim Myungjin knew that at this time, by Lin Baici’s side was the safest place. If she wanted to stay, Lin Baici surely wouldn’t send her away, but she didn’t.

She wanted to show her value, to prove she wasn’t worthless.

Kim Myungjin hurried along, moving by the wall, scrutinizing the statues above.

"I, the Little Merperson, cannot be defeated!"

Hua Yue Yu sniffled, holding her Magic Wand, and left in the opposite direction to the Goryeo girl.

"You two should stick together!"

Lin Baici was speechless, what was this all about?

Despite having absorbed Divine Grace, their combat abilities were mediocre at best, probably even unable to kill the most ordinary of monsters.

However, this too was a form of trial. If they made it through, they’d welcome a tremendous leap in their lives.

After all, since Lin Baici had become a God Hunter and enjoyed the benefits of enhanced physique from the Meteorite and Divine Grace, there was no going back.

He didn’t want to be sick, to age, to work a 9-to-6 job doing things he disliked. Only by becoming Dragon Level could he have it all.

"Student Lin!"

Cai Wenqi gazed anxiously at Lin Baici.

She was afraid!

"Cai Wenqi, when it’s time to fight desperately, if you want to live, go find your bas-relief image on the mural!"

Lin Baici could have taken Cai Wenqi with him, but he would never actively help her find her slave mural because, at most, she was just a class leader from the neighborhood, and even her relationship with the classmate from the neighborhood consisted of only a few exchanged words.

In front of Lin Baici, Xia Hongyao, Kim Myungjin, Hua Yue Yu, and even his alumni Gu Qingqiu were of far greater importance than Cai Wenqi.

"I... I understand!"

Cai Wenqi cried a river, wanting Lin Baici’s help, but those words ultimately remained unspoken, as reason told her it was useless.

"Go then, I’ll keep an eye on you. If there are monsters, I’ll take them down!"

Lin Baici offered consolation.

The couple that had survived the life-and-death test in ancient Egypt and those who were close to Lin Baici quickly sprang into action upon hearing his words.

Those who were far away and hadn’t heard clearly were somewhat confused and panicked.

"What are they looking for?"

"God Lin, what should we do?"

"Come up with a plan, quickly!"

The crowd clamored.

"It’s up to fate now. Go search the surroundings for any clues on how to kill that Pharaoh!"

Lin Baici dared not speak too plainly, as that would prevent Bian Xiang from being utilized in battle if he heard.

To be honest, Lin Baici was already being too kind. The correct approach would have been to ignore these ordinary people and only inform Xia Hongyao and the others.

Of course, at a time like this, everyone’s choices were crucial.

Some people just stuck close to Lin Baici, not leaving even if he didn’t ask them to leave, and even if he did, they wouldn’t go.

Others had their pride, feeling that approaching Lin Baici was akin to flattery, or beneath them to do such a thing.

I know you’re powerful, but what does that have to do with me?

You save me, I’m grateful, but I won’t fawn over you with flattering words.

Lin Baici treated everyone equally, but in a situation like this, that was a disadvantage for them.

It was like those on the most luxurious cruise ship who, when about to hit an iceberg, the super VIPs in the top-tier rooms with the best views, had already escaped in lifeboats upon knowing the ship couldn’t avoid the iceberg.

Those in the middle decks might still be able to react in time when the ship collided with the iceberg and begin to flee, but those who could only afford the cheapest tickets might still be soundly asleep in the most cramped and run-down cabins.

On that entire ship, the higher the room, the better the view and naturally the more expensive it was, and staying by Lin Baici’s side meant having access to the timeliest and most crucial information.

In times of disaster, one simply couldn’t count on others for notification; by then, it would be too late.

After speaking, Lin Baici carried the torch and began to run along the wall. He observed the contents of the mural while keeping an eye on the battle in the center of the hall.

Bian Xiang was formidable, his firepower on full display, actually exchanging blows evenly with the Pharaoh.

Unbeknownst to Lin Baici, Bian Xiang was one of the three Elders of the Lost Coast, second only to the Emperor of the Black Sea.

The Eater God’s assessments were too vague.

The mural was the Pharaoh’s essence?

Then destroying the mural could kill it?

Lin Baici thought it couldn’t be that simple.

There’s also breaking the curse; only by destroying those slave images on the painting, Eater God said this unclearly as well. Lin Baici speculated that there must be bas-reliefs of the cursed ones on the mural.

But the great hall was vast, with walls all around densely carved with murals, featuring thousands of figures at a conservative estimate.

Finding them in a short amount of time wasn’t easy!

"There must be some key clue, right?"

Lin Baici fixed his gaze on those murals, his eyes moving swiftly.

Here, the Pharaoh was depicted in his campaigns north and south, vanquishing surrounding nations and annihilating the gods, and further on was the creation of a divine kingdom where every citizen had fruits and delicacies they couldn’t finish, inexhaustible fine wines and spirits, where even beggars could lead happy lives.