Chapter 293 Clipping Wings
Chapter 293 Clipping Wings
"What's this style?" Chongming looked at the pink pig in front of him and couldn't help but smile.
"It was the work of the Goddess of Night." Ash shook his body. "It's really a bit troublesome. It will probably take four or five days to solve it."
"Don't untie it, you're still pretty cute like this." Chongming picked up the pink pig and squeezed it. "It's soft and feels good."
Yaxiu stared with dead fish eyes and did not resist because he was used to it. Chongming was not the first person to hug him like this. Maria, Ye Lin and others had also hugged him like this.
"Okay, how's the news gathering going?" Ash asked.
"We have collected almost everything." Chongming stroked the pink pig and said, "Which one should we kill first?"
"It doesn't matter, just kill them all." Ash snorted.
The person he and Chongming were talking about was the candidate for deity supported by both the righteous and evil gods.
The battle for the throne is approaching, and even though the final battle has not yet begun, the open and covert struggles among the various camps have already begun.
In recent years, the chosen gods of good and evil have also been taking frequent actions, all hoping to clip the wings of their opponents before competing for deity.
In order to ensure the success of the competition for deity, Yaxiu and Chongming naturally set their sights on the various candidates for deity.
However, they would naturally not touch the people chosen by the righteous gods. After all, they were still in the same camp on the surface. If the private assassination was discovered, it was hard to say whether the righteous gods behind them would choose someone else.
Therefore, Ash and Chongming set their sights on the evil gods' candidates for deity and their chosen ones.
The main focus is on the selection of the evil god. They will pick on the weak. The evil god's candidate is bound to be difficult, and they don't need to bite the tough one at the first bite, otherwise it will give others an advantage.
The evil gods who are ranked lower are their main targets.
"Then let's start killing the nearest one first." Chongming nodded slightly.
"Yeah." The piglet hummed and nodded.
Four days later, the pink pig lying on a thick "cushion" stood up, shook its body slightly, and turned into a handsome and charming boy with black hair and golden eyes.
Maria, feeling the emptiness in her chest, woke up from her sleep and looked at Ash who had changed back, with a trace of regret in her eyes: "Why did you change back? You were quite cute back then."
Ash rolled his eyes at that and just arched his back towards her chest.
"Go, find other sisters and don't hurt the child." Maria slapped Ash's rebellious hand away.
Ash showed a trace of speechlessness on his face. Maria really had an almost perverted love for children.
Maria was unwilling, so Ash had to find Ye Lin, who was the nearest one, to quell his anger.
But on the road, a figure separated from Ash and disappeared into the darkness.
In a grand opera house, everyone was listening to the singing of the charming man on the stage in fascination.
After the song was over, everyone gave their applause without hesitation, without even noticing that their own bones were cracking.
It seemed that the overly pleasant singing had completely blocked their sense of pain.
Yaxiu has appeared in a corner, and his target today is this singer.
However, he did not choose to attack immediately. This guy was quite cunning. The singer in the stands in front of him was just a split body, and killing him would not cause any harm to him.
He watched the singer quietly until he finished singing all the songs. The applause at the end was particularly enthusiastic, and strands of blood flowed from the audience's ear holes.
But the singer seemed not satisfied with the result. How could his art be without people devoting themselves to it?
The singer opened his mouth and was about to sing again, but was interrupted by a lazy voice: "That's enough. If you keep going like this, someone will die."
The singer looked towards the source of the sound and saw an ordinary-looking man leaning against a pillar. When?
The singer frowned. The entire theater should be under his control. How could someone break in for no reason?
"Who are you?" the singer asked.
"You don't need to know who I am, you just need me to know who you are." Ash controlled his clone to stand up straight, reached down, and a gun was in his hand. "Star of Fame, Giovanni."
Giovanni frowned. "You righteous gods are really haunting me. I'm just doing some art. Do you think you're so persistent?"
Because he was recently pursued by the Chosen One of the True Gods, Giovanni had a preconceived notion that Ash was also the Chosen One of the True Gods.
However, he tried hard to compare the person in front of him with the chosen gods in his memory, but found that none of them matched the characteristics of the person in front of him.
"Is it necessary to take lives for the sake of art?" Ash pulled the trigger.
"It's just the lives of a bunch of ants, and they volunteered to sacrifice themselves for my art." Giovanni's tone revealed a sense of pride.
But the trigger in Ash's hand also clicked.
boom!
A bullet flew out of the muzzle and hit Giovanni in front of him.
Giovanni wanted to open his mouth, but found that he was surprisingly slow.
Snapped!
Before he could utter a word, Giovanni's head exploded into pieces.
call!
After blowing out a puff of gunpowder smoke, Ash disappeared into the shadows.
Elsewhere, in an ancient castle, a strange young man who was sleeping suddenly woke up and stood up from the bed.
Giovanni, whose body was destroyed, was in a bad mood. He took out a wine glass and a bottle of wine to drink to relieve his boredom.
Damn it, which god’s chosen one is this?
Giovanni took a sip of wine, then smashed the glass on the table in anger. If he hadn't suddenly barged in, he would have had another artistic masterpiece.
"Don't be angry. Anger is bad for your health." One hand picked up the bottle and poured wine for Giovanni.
Giovanni did not pick up the glass to drink. His body was a little stiff, and his eyes were looking out the window: "How did you find this place?"
Picking up the bottle and taking a sip, Ash commented, "The wine is good, it's a bit of a waste to give it to you."
"As for how I found this place?" Ash pointed the gun at Giovanni's head. "I'm sorry, in this world, there is nothing I don't know, only things I don't want to know."
Boom!
The destructive energy exploded, and the entire castle was instantly reduced to ruins.
"I've already told you that in this world, there's nothing I can't know, only things I don't want to know." Ash shook his head slightly as he looked at the castle without any corpses.
In royal palaces, brothels, casinos, wherever there is fame and fortune, a gunman walks out of the shadows and shoots someone in the head.
"So, where are you planning to escape to?"
Ash pushed open the door of a monastery and looked at the ascetic monk in front of him who was famous in this area.
The ascetic monk said nothing, but people kept walking out of his body one after another, including a prince, a gambler, and a famous prostitute. He was going to fight to the death.
boom!
The ascetic and the crowd behind him fell backwards with their heads raised.
Ash blew a puff of gunpowder smoke and asked, "Who said a gun barrel can only fire one bullet at a time?"
Golden flames ignited, completely erasing all traces of Giovanni, the Chosen One of Slaanesh.
(End of this chapter)