Deities Are All Just My Food
Chapter 608 - 303 The Alley Hears the Barking Dog, No One Returns in the Wind and Snow_1

Chapter 608: Chapter 303 The Alley Hears the Barking Dog, No One Returns in the Wind and Snow_1

"So fast!"

Chang Jing Qian’s heart chilled, cursing himself for being careless. Judging from the young man’s performance in battle, he was definitely a master.

The opponent took very little time to locate the enemy, something Chang Jing Qian could do as well, but once found, he certainly wouldn’t charge in recklessly but would plan strategically for the long term.

What was most frightening was that the guy was smiling, full of confidence.

Such people came in two types: one was a fool with a loose screw, and the other had won too many times and had built up great self-confidence.

This young man seemed undoubtedly the latter.

"Kill!"

Chang Jing Qian roared. When foes meet on a narrow path, the brave wins. While the enemy was deep in his territory, he would kill him first; even if he had to die to do it, it was acceptable.

Lin Baici burst through the wall, scanning the enemies and taking them all in at a glance.

There were four in total, three men and one woman. The short man who had rolled away must be their leader.

At the moment, the short-haired woman was closest to Lin Baici, and she looked to be of average strength. Just as Lin Baici was about to activate Lightning Flint and take her out first, not only did the short one shout out, directing the battle, but he even activated Divine Grace.

Boom!

A bolt of lightning shot toward Lin Baici.

Lin Baici immediately changed his mind.

Lightning Fast!

Time slowed to a crawl; everything in front of Lin Baici seemed to press the slow-motion button. He darted out, dodging the lightning, and appeared beside the short man.

This fellow was truly the deputy leader of Dayao, rich in combat experience. Facing Lin Baici, who was under the influence of the Lightning Flint state, he knew that a counterattack might lead to defeat and immediately activated Ten Thousand Turtle Secret Language.

Hum!

Chang Jing Qian’s entire body shimmered with dense, turtle shell-like patterns, glowing green and covering him completely.

This was his defensive Divine Grace, extremely top-notch.

The next instant, Lin Baici’s right hand landed on Chang Jing Qian’s face.

"Is this guy trying to humiliate me?"

Chang Jing Qian’s face twisted with anger. As the saying goes, don’t hit the face. Lin Baici’s slap was clearly meant to insult rather than kill.

He decided, later on, in front of Lin Baici, he would sadistically kill the women in his team.

Chang Jing Qian tried to duck and save face, but he was still slow.

Smack!

Lin Baici’s right hand slapped Chang Jing Qian’s face.

Great Impression Hand!

Boom!

Chang Jing Qian, struck by the hit, was squashed into the snowy ground, becoming a painting!

If time were slowed down, one could see Chang Jing Qian being squished like a cake into a dough roller—first, his head was flattened into two dimensions, followed by his neck, shoulders, chest, and finally, his feet, including his shoes, all compressed into a sheet of paper.

There were no splashes of blood or gory, blurred flesh—a horrific scene of death—but the sight was utterly chilling.

In a single confrontation, the deputy leader was killed, even though he had activated his strongest defense, Ten Thousand Turtle Secret Language, which was said to withstand even nuclear explosions. Now, just by a slap,

he was gone!

In an instant, a chill ran from the heads to the feet of Longshi Dayang and the other two—they thought not of revenge but of escaping as fast as they could.

The enemy leader was very strong; they must quickly pass the message back!

But after running only a few steps, they saw a grotesquely muscular freak appear above them.

Naked from the waist up, his muscles bulged, and his abs were like steel plates, with tight leather shorts below and two colossal, terrifying feet.

"Sato-chan, dodge quickly!"

Longshi Dayang, who had a secret crush on Sato Rei, saw the freak descending towards her and urgently yelled out, but it was too late.

"Die!"

Sato Rei shouted, looking up, her hands pointing to the sky, as incandescent bullets continuously fired from her two index fingers.

Whiz! Whiz! Whiz!

Three bullets, about the size of ping-pong balls, struck Muscle Buddha, but unfortunately, they left no marks.

Muscle Buddha landed, crushing Sato Rei beneath him.

Bang!

This small Dongying woman burst like a water-filled balloon hit by a sledgehammer, exploding outright.

Boom!

Blood, viscera, shredded flesh, and limbs...

Spattered everywhere—Sato Rei was left as nothing more than a smear of flesh on the snow.

"Sato-chan!" Longshi Dayang burst into tears, screaming, "Ah!"

He charged at Muscle Buddha, intent on killing him to avenge Sato Rei, but after a few steps, he trembled.

A curved blade had pierced his kidney.

"Xiba!"

Quan Sangin, who would typically brag about a one-stroke kill, felt nothing but frustration today.

I knew that Jiuzhou Man was strong, but this was ridiculously strong!

And that Muscle Buddha, such a brute!

Envy! Want!

Lin Baici was unaware of the origins of these people, but Quan Sangin, sent by the Deity Hunter Group of Sejong’s orthodox faction, certainly knew.

The short one was named Chang Jing Qian, known as the number one turtle of Echigo—not as an insult, but as a testament to his unmatched defense, capable of withstanding tank shell impacts. But now, he had been flattened into a painting by a slap from Lin Baici, dead as could be.

Muscle Buddha sped off in pursuit of Sato Takeshi, his bloody feet leaving a trail of blood prints, like the dance steps of a hunting monster.

"Quan Sangin, I’ll leave the rest to you!"

Lin Baici ordered, looking down at the ’painting’ on the ground. What a pity—the Great Impression Hand Divine Grace would affect the victim himself, his clothes, and all carried items, so Lin Baici couldn’t loot anything from enemies killed by this Divine Grace.