my god is from hell

Outside the electromagnetic wall of the military headquarters.

"Little witch, are you ready?" Li Qiwu urged in the headset, staring at the two lieutenant officers who were about to enter the military area, counting the seconds in his heart.

"It's coming soon... Really, why do you ask me to do this every time! I'm only 14 years old..."

The little witch ran wildly while muttering, and kept throwing "Angel's Prank" behind her to ensure that there would be no other distractions while the other party was chasing her.

Behind the little witch, a god envoy with blood-red eyes continued to cast magic spells on the little witch with a ferocious face. The surrounding buildings were constantly damp and softened by the magic spell, and they smashed at the little witch.

"There are 30 seconds left, the magnetic grid will be re-covered soon, 23, 22..."

Li Qiwu's steady countdown made the little witch's rapidly rising heartbeat slightly drop. She glanced behind her, and found that the other party showed a confused look again, hesitating in her footsteps, wondering whether she should chase after her.

"Why are you so dumb!"

The little witch cursed secretly, turned around and threw a "Heart of Flame" at the opponent, pulling the hatred back to herself, and at the same time her footsteps became faster.

"Not good! Two angels from the Three Thousand Kingdoms are walking towards the gate of the military area, and they are expected to meet the target person head-on in 20 seconds."

Seventeen quickly pulled the split screen in the upper right corner to his eyes, and confirmed that the red dot representing the country's [-]-level envoy in the video was moving here quickly, and it seemed that there was an urgent military matter to report.

"It's too late, lure him away, wait until next time—" Li Qiwu just wanted the little witch to find another chance next time, when he looked up, he saw one of the two officers looked very familiar.

Li Qiwu's eyes flashed, he raised his hand to press the headset, and said quickly: "Luo Luo—"

Ten seconds was not enough to explain too many things, I just hoped that Zuo Luoxing would understand what he meant after seeing the other party, so Li Qiwu just yelled.

"know."

Zuo Luoxing only had time to say this, his eyes flashed sharply, the silver sword in his hand was thrown from his right hand to his back, and his left hand held it back and swiped it down——

A long bloodstain stretched from the upper right shoulder blade to the lower left rib appeared on the back of the white combat uniform, and at first glance, it was completely impossible to tell that it was done by himself.

Zuo Luoxing glanced at the officer in front of him, turned his wrist slightly, and threw the long sword straight forward: "Be careful——"

The eyes of the two officers who were in a hurry were attracted by the whirling silver sword. After a little slowing down, the little witch had already led the God Envoy who lost his sanity and had red eyes to touch the electromagnetic net.

"Okay." Li Qiwu's tone was obviously relieved, and then he paused, and said in a delicate tone, "Although your wound is very realistic, but... Trion doesn't use a sword—"

Zuo Luoxing's face froze for a moment, but it was only for a moment, and soon he walked towards the officer on the left with a natural expression, his face was astonished as if he had just realized that the person in front of him was Zuo Sizhou, and his tone was pleasantly surprised and somewhat restrained and embarrassed: "Father...General Zuo."

The officer next to Zuo Sizhou took a look at Zuo Luoxing and obviously recognized him, so he nodded to Zuo Sizhou and quickly walked into the gate of the military area.

"Are you chasing Trion?" Zuo Sizhou smelled a little blood on the tip of his nose, and glanced at the wound on Zuo Luoxing's back, frowning slightly, "How could he be hurt?"

Zuo Sizhou knew about an envoy making trouble near the military headquarters, but the details were not clear, and he didn't doubt it when he saw the wound.

Seeing that his father did not suspect his injury, Zuo Luoxing breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand to draw back the long sword that had brushed off Trion's body and inserted into the tree trunk, and scratched his head in embarrassment: "I was distracted while chasing... ...Dad, why are you here?"

Zuo Sizhou also saw that the wound was only a superficial wound, so he didn't ask any more questions, and touched the other person's head with a smile: "There is something wrong, but it's not a big deal, but you..."

Zuo Sizhou looked thoughtfully at the rose on the other's chest, and sighed: "The tasks in the Rose Academy are very troublesome, so be careful, don't let Dad worry."

"I will!" Seeing that Zuo Sizhou didn't seem to know about Yan Qing being taken away, Zuo Luoxing's eyes were a little sour, but he quickly adjusted, "The captain sent me a message, Dad, go in."

Zuo Sizhou rubbed his head again, and then turned around and entered the gate of the military area, only when he turned around, the smile on his face suddenly fell.

Although Zuo Luoxing didn't say anything, Zuo Sizhou knew how close his son was to the summoner next to him, but since Zuo Luoxing greeted him, Zuo Luoxing's aura of summoner has been very weak, it doesn't seem to be there. nearby.

Zuo Sizhou's face turned slightly cold when he thought of the unnecessary arrest warrant that He Lianyu made recently and his eldest son who had never been in contact with him recently.

It seems that the detainment of Zuo Luoheng by the military was not enough, and they even set their sights on Zuo Luoxing.

On a big tree outside the electromagnetic wall, Li Qiwu's eyes fell on Trion, who was quickly subdued inside the wall, and then turned to Lin Ze, who entered quietly into it from the other side, a dark light flashed in his eyes, and he pursed his lips slightly.

He raised his wrist, confirmed the edited information, adjusted the interface to the map information sent to him by Shiqi, and continued: "From now on until I come out, Mingyou and Xuanzhao don't move, I'll send people out."

At the same time as Li Qiwu instructed, the tenth interrogation of Zuo Luoheng began in the military building.

"Is Yan Qing the God of Darkness?" The man with high cheekbones asked this question for the third time with his eyes set.

In fact, in the first two times, he also guessed "evil god" and "source of pollution", but he was not right once.

Zuo Luoheng held the cup of medicinal nutrient solution that was almost inseparable from his body, his brows and eyes were calm and peaceful: "No."

The man with high cheekbones moved his index finger, then gritted his teeth.

Not right again!

Who is this person?Is it really just a dark new god who doesn't even have a clear role, but is different because he was once the "God of the Moon and Guardian"?

The man with high cheekbones scratched the back of the chair with five fingers and frowned in thought. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Zuo Luoheng taking a leisurely sip of water while holding the cup.

But at this moment, a surprised voice from another monitoring room companion came from his earphones: "That long-haired black-haired Summoner finally spoke!"

"Wait for me!" The man with high cheekbones quickly gave up Zuo Luoheng's tough bone, opened the door of the closed room and ran to another interrogation room.

Even the gods who don't eat the fireworks in the world, it's hard to guarantee that they won't get any bad habits after staying in the world for so long. The man with high cheekbones doesn't trust the gods, but only trusts the magic skills he has mastered. He wants to interrogate himself.

The other interrogation room was not far from the closed room where Zuo Luoheng was. In less than a minute, a man with high cheekbones appeared in front of Yan Qing.

Yan Qing raised his head, his cheeks were flushed abnormally, but his lips were pale, and against the half-bundle of long black hair, he looked sickly and fragile.

The man with high cheekbones froze for a moment, feeling that the other party's current state seemed to be the same as that of the general Huan Shen who stayed in the world for a long time, and couldn't help doubting his intuition again.

But soon, his trivial doubts were broken by the other party himself: "I want to go out."

This person had a pale face, and his body was leaning weakly on the back of the chair. His divine power was cut off by the Forbidden God Domain, and he had no strength to resist.

When he said this, his tone was as natural as eating and drinking, as if he was describing a fact rather than making a request.

The man with high cheekbones was wary for a moment, and then realized that even a dark god, once he became a summoning god, his divine power would have to be affected by the envoys, and the military headquarters is full of forbidden gods, only certain envoys can use their spiritual power , the other party has been imprisoned for so many days, it has long been impossible for him to have the power to perform magic.

So he slowly picked up a chair and sat in front of the other party, with a steady tone: "It's impossible to go out. But if you can take the initiative to tell your identity and the location of the dark gate, I can consider letting you go outside the realm of forbidden gods." Let's go."

After these tough words, the man with high cheekbones thought that the other party would get angry or continue to remain silent, but unexpectedly the other party became interested: "Really? As long as my identity and the location of the dark gate?"

The man with high cheekbones looked at him vigilantly, and nodded: "Naturally, but, think carefully before speaking, and don't use some useless cleverness. You must also be aware of the power of rule-like magic."

Yan Qing nodded clearly, with a trace of earnestness on his pale face: "I never lie."

The man with high cheekbones immediately sat up straight.

Not only him, but everyone in the monitoring room couldn't help but focus, nervously looking at this dark god who didn't seem to have a strong will.

"I don't have a job, but since I was born, there has been no god in the dark world to be my opponent." Yan Qing introduced himself seriously, "The gate of the dark world has actually been closed to me, but I have the power of the river of Styx on me." Power, as long as you give me a little spiritual power, I can open it for you."

The man with high cheekbones was still very angry when he heard his first sentence, thinking that the other party was playing with them, but when he heard the second sentence, he simply sneered: "It seems that these days in the world have indeed improved, But didn’t anyone tell you? These tricks that are meant to be concealed have long been played by humans. Want spiritual power? Yes, first open the door of the dark world.”

Yan Qing sighed: "Is there something wrong with your magic?"

The man with high cheekbones was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously looked at his index finger, only to find that the red color on his nails hadn't faded away!

What the other party said was the truth all along!

"Impossible. If you are not the God of Darkness, how can you defeat all the gods in the Dark Realm?"

The man with high cheekbones suddenly became agitated, he would rather believe that his magic spell had failed than believe that the pale and delicate man opposite him was really describing a fact.

"Is it impossible? Think again?" Yan Qing propped his cheeks sullenly on the only table in the interrogation room, his long black hair gradually glowing silver.

"Wait...you mean—you defeated the God of Darkness?!" The man with high cheekbones looked surprised.

"Yes, so can I go out for a walk?" Yan Qing replied perfunctorily, with a little impatience in his tone.

Everyone in the interrogation room: No?How do you speak so calmly about such explosive news?

The man with high cheekbones was probably shocked. He glanced at his index finger and fell silent. When he turned around and left the interrogation room, he said to the guarding soldiers, "Take him to the training ground."

Some unknowns in the training ground were specially isolated by the Forbidden God Domain, but at the same time, in order to prevent accidents, it was covered with a layer of magic that was more powerful than the Forbidden God Domain—space isolation.

So the man with high cheekbones was not afraid of Yan Qing running away at all, and he confessed very easily.

Yan Qing was half-armed and half-carried by the soldiers to the training ground. The weak connection allowed him to recover a little bit of divine power, but it only made his face look better, and the protective cover on top of his head made it impossible for him to get out of the training ground. leave.

After only coming out for a short while, Yan Qing was quickly sent back to the interrogation room. The man with high cheekbones seemed to have adjusted his mood, and returned to the interrogation room with a mixed expression of excitement and disgust on his face.

"Yan Qing—a god name I've never heard of before, if I hadn't seen your image coming down from the beam of light with my own eyes, I would have thought you were a person—I didn't expect..."

The man with high cheekbones was not very good at exchanging pleasantries. He raised his eyes and saw that Yanqing was indifferent, swallowed a bunch of nonsense, and began to get straight to the point: "What is your relationship with the dark world? Why do you want to become a caller? Is it related to the polluters? Why is the gate of the dark world closed to you?"

The man with high cheekbones asked a long list of questions like a cannonball, staring at Yan Qing with piercing eyes, expecting that the other party would say everything as before.

This time, Yan Qing did not answer immediately.

"What? I don't want to answer anymore? As long as you speak and tell the truth, I can let you stand on the training ground for a few minutes."

The man with high cheekbones frowned and stared at him closely.

Yan Qing finally raised his eyes slowly, took a deep look at him with an expression of "rotten wood can't be carved", and sighed: "Your memory is really not very good."

"what--"

Just as the man with high cheekbones uttered two words, he suddenly remembered something, his expression changed drastically, and he quickly got up and grabbed Yan Qing, but he only found nothing——

A golden beam of light shrouded Yan Qing's body, and the long black-haired Huan Shen washed away the golden light for the first time, and an ominous black light glowed all over his body.

The door to the dark world is open.