You've become the warden, and you're telling me I'm an undercover agent?

Chapter 351: Harvesting a Great Emperor’s Head!

village.

Ikehira, the waiter, and the others all looked up at the moonlit night sky.

Star-like specks of light gathered in the sky, and the waiter stared at the sky, his round eyes full of fear.

Finally, he couldn't help but look towards Chi Ping.

"Run, run! Let's run!" he said tremblingly.

Chi Ping looked him up and down and asked, "Where are you going?"

The waiter was stunned by his question.

Yes, where to escape to?
The gods have fallen, and the tribes and monsters will eventually fight. Where is safe?

"No matter where he goes, just hide first!"

The waiter suggested. Ikehira shook his head and was about to speak when the spots of light gathered into a human shape.

He was wearing clothing that was out of the style of the era, a white robe that swayed in the wind under the moonlight, and he was wearing a pair of black boots made of gold thread.

Her long, jet-black hair was tied back with a wooden hairpin. In her right hand, she held a small folding fan, gently tapping it against the palm of her left hand.

The most eye-catching thing is those eyes, those eyes that no one looks down upon.

It is a projection of the Origin. After the Reformers were destroyed, the Supervisor appeared again.

As if to match his outstanding temperament, a force of gravity was suddenly exerted on everyone.

"Pfft!"

The waiter knelt on the ground, his knees hitting a stone slab with a crisp sound.

Xiaoyun had experienced this once before, and had already pulled the two-faced turtle to lie down and absorb the force. Even an A-level master, even the first apostle, would have no dignity in front of an S-level.

The waiter's face was even more bitter, and he slammed his forehead heavily on the ground: "This is really going to kill me."

He couldn't even tremble.

"Actually, besides escaping, there is another way that doesn't require death." Chi Ping said.

The waiter's ears pricked up when he heard the words "no need to die." He was genuinely startled when he saw Chi Ping still standing out of the corner of his eye.

This guy is so strong.

But what’s the use of being strong?

Can it be stronger than S-level?

"Do you want to know, besides escaping, there is a way to avoid death?"

Ikehira asked.

Even if the waiter tried his best, he couldn't raise his head to look at him. He thought to himself, how could he survive in such a terrifying situation?

"You're about to die, and you're still saying these useless words."

He was a little annoyed with Chi Ping, but Chi Ping just pointed at the projection of Shiyuan in the sky:

"If we kill him, we won't have to run away, right?"

Ikehira's words made the waiter feel deeply powerless.

Are you under too much pressure and starting to talk nonsense?

How could such a person, who suppressed the whole place the moment he appeared and was on the same level as a god, be killed just like that?
"Stop making such jokes."

"Then you just watch." After saying that, Chi Ping was about to take action, but in the next second, a space crack appeared behind Siyuan.

Chi Ping knew in his heart that he did not use space jump.

So this time, it can only be Hoba.

Then, if the people kneeling on the ground could raise their heads, they would see the most shocking scene in their lives—

A big hand stretched out from the crack in space and crushed Shiyuan's head!

There was no resistance, no ripples.

From the shot to the end, it only takes one or two seconds.

Siyuan, who had just suppressed everyone, was gradually defeated.

His body, which was condensed from spots of light, dissipated into spots of light again.

In the air, Hoba stepped out from the space crack.

This—feeling the pressure on his body suddenly disappear, the waiter looked up suddenly and saw Shiyuan's headless body dissipating.

The guy who was just as powerful as a god,
Where's his head?!
From the time Chi Ping spoke until the gravity disappeared, only three to five seconds passed.

In just three to five seconds, such a powerful guy disappeared?
The fear brought by Shiyuan's appearance had completely disappeared from his eyes, and what emerged was a sense of confusion and disbelief.

What does this amount to?
In the tribe, most elders, priests, chiefs, and prophets had to be respectful when they saw a servant of his;

And even as a waiter, when he saw the apostle, he had to call him "Sir";
Apostles are to God as ants are to the apostles.

And now, a powerful being on the same level as a god has perished in just a few seconds?
He didn't even have time to see what was happening.

Then, the crisis was over.

A huge question popped up in his mind:

What level of conflict have I gotten myself into?

Am I worthy?
The young man next to him who spoke in a friendly manner was called "Sir" by the Two-Faced Turtle.

It is said that he came from a marginal tribe, but when did such a strong man appear in the marginal tribe?
His thoughts were turning over and over again, and he didn't have time to think about many things, when he felt someone patting his shoulder.

Ikehira: "Oi, aren't you going to clean her up?"

He was talking about the angry ghost that was originally held by the waiter. When the gravity suddenly increased, he could not care about anything else and threw the angry ghost aside.

Now the angry ghost's body is deeply buried in the soil. She is already unconscious and will be in danger if she is not pulled out.

The waiter hurriedly pulled the angry ghost up and carried him on his shoulders. When he looked at Chi Ping again, his heart and eyes were filled with awe.

"You - you have worked hard." After he said that, he carried the angry ghost into the house and asked the witch doctor to take care of him.

"Why should I work so hard?" Chi Ping waved his hands. It wasn't him who did it.

Only at this time did Hoba jump out of the subspace.

The previous battle had left him covered in blood, but fortunately, after advancing to S-rank, his Iron Man possessed a certain degree of self-healing and recovery ability. While not as good as common treatments, as long as he didn't sustain any more injuries, he would be well in ten days or half a month.

"How did it become like this?" Chi Ping asked.

He asked the people in the yard to prepare hot water and medicine - judging from his performance just now, these people should be very happy to do so.

"Hehe." Although Huoba was laughing, his body was already a little shaky from using space jumps to hurry on. "I jumped over two hundred times overnight, going out during the day and returning at night. I did a big thing!"

Chi Ping reached out to support him, a bad feeling rising in his heart: "Did you kill their god?"

Hoba took out a head from the animal hide bag on his back and handed it to Chi Ping:

"His head has been brought back!"

There was a sense of pride and excitement in Huoba's tone. Although his body was covered in scars, his energy was abundant.

Ikehira looked at Huoba's matter-of-fact attitude, then looked at the head wearing the imperial crown in his hand.

Lost in thought.

Huoba kept grinning, Chi Ping remained silent, and the people around him didn't dare to speak.

It was the head in Chi Ping's hand that spoke: "Commoner! Are you carrying me like this?"

For convenience, Chi Ping was grabbing the emperor's hair. He was reluctant to touch the broken part of the emperor's neck.

The Great Emperor of the tribal world is a theocratic entity. The War Emperor is both a political leader and a religious deity. He does not habitually claim to be alone, and often addresses those of lesser status as "this throne."

And Chi Ping, who is not even an S-rank person, is naturally inferior to him.

Compared to Huoba, the emperor's attitude towards Chi Ping is more contemptuous.

"Oh." Chi Ping changed his posture and pinched his ears with both hands.

"How dare you!" The emperor was already a little annoyed. In his opinion, this method was still a little disrespectful to him.

"Then what do you want me to do?" Chi Ping asked.

"I am a high and mighty god, so I naturally look down upon all living beings. You hold me above your head, and I cannot be lower than you—"

The emperor hadn't finished speaking when he felt the world spinning. Chi Ping threw his head away, and the emperor spun around on the ground a few times, about to lose his temper.

He saw a person coming towards him, looking down at him!

It was a familiar face, and the expression on his face was very shocked!

In other words, shocked is not enough to describe it, it should be horrified!
"His Majesty!"

It was the waiter who had just put the angry ghost to rest. As soon as he came out of the room, the emperor's head rolled onto the back of his feet.

At that moment, the sky fell, and it fell on his feet!
(End of this chapter)