Qi Hei

Chapter 861 Master of the Slaughterhouse

Anubis, with the air of a dog relying on its master's influence, failed to notice the mummy's strangeness. He arrogantly taunted Ji Mo, "You are finished! When my master is enraged, the land will be scorched for a thousand miles, and blood will flow like rivers. Soon, you will howl and scream under my master's supreme divine might, perishing in endless agony."

Upon hearing this, a hint of solemnity appeared on Ji Mo's face.

He had some issues with his body and wasn't sure if he could perform his three-second-man feat again.

After all, the time interval was a bit short, and he feared he might be unable to exert himself.

Should he try to stall for a while, to recover?

However.

Before Ji Mo could make any move, the mummy's demeanor suddenly changed.

He became indignant and angrily roared at Anubis, "Who are you? Do we know each other? I have always been pure and kind as a god, loving peace and rarely killing. How dare you slander me like this? Believe it or not, I'll smash your dog head."

As the saying goes, it's better to let a fellow daoist die than oneself. To avoid becoming the big scapegoat, the mummy decisively sold out his teammate.

Instantly.

Anubis was stunned.

What the hell was this? What did it mean to turn hostile and disown someone?

"Don't know each other?"

"Who was it that diligently guarded the tower for you for thousands of years?"

"Who was it that willingly bore infamy and committed evil everywhere, just to cooperate with you in fooling the masses and harvesting faith?"

"And who was it, during your countless lonely and cold nights..."

If I'm a dog, then you're no human either.

Damn it, heartless.

Anubis felt a chill to his bones.

The mummy visibly swallowed, and with a hint of fawning, said to Ji Mo, "Respected sir, Set extends his highest regards to you. Everything was just a beautiful misunderstanding. Please forgive my recent slip of the tongue. It was all this dog head instigating discord. I will deal with it now."

Set, the God of Storms, was notoriously hot-tempered, much like a honey badger. He was indifferent to life and death, ready to fight anyone, and rarely took anyone seriously.

Now, he was acting incredibly timid in front of Ji Mo.

This was because he possessed an incredibly heaven-defying ability: he could use Tarot cards to divine and perceive the future.

To put it bluntly, in the realm of divination, he was a top-tier expert, sometimes even more accurate than the Goddess of Destiny.

It was the sight of the words "Chuntian Huahua Orphanage" behind Ji Mo that made his expression change drastically, immediately altering his attitude.

Because the words "Chuntian Huahua Orphanage" had another interpretation.

The Slaughterhouse of Scapegoat Gods!

Therefore, Set dared not oppose Ji Mo, as he didn't want to be slaughtered like livestock by Ji Mo.

Anubis, unaware of the reason, was astonished and couldn't believe his ears, thinking he was hallucinating.

Was this still the Set he knew, who would actually bow down to someone?

Where was your fiery temper? Where was your spirit of immediately engaging in a fight at the slightest disagreement?

You are the God of Storms, pfft, what a disgrace.

Anubis wasn't entirely foolish and quickly sensed something was amiss. For Set to be so submissive, this young man in front of him was likely a terrifying existence beyond imagination.

Could it be one of the Three Pure Ones?

To make Set so fearful, it might be the most insidious of the Three Pure Ones, Laozi Li Er.

"Father, listen to my sophistry... explanation. The reason I came here was also at the instigation of this shameless fellow, Set. A few days ago, after the celestial phenomenon of the Myriad Star Radiant Night appeared, he sent me to secretly investigate the situation. Otherwise, with my cowardly nature, how would I dare to enter the land of Shenzhou."

Anubis's attitude also reversed, and he immediately betrayed Set.

Since you are unrighteous, don't blame me for being unrighteous. If we must die, we die together.

Due to his lack of understanding of Eastern culture, he mistakenly believed that the honorific title "Laozi" for Li Er was the common usage of "Laozi."

Thus, to curry favor with Ji Mo, he shamelessly addressed him as "Father."

Set's scalp tingled. My goodness, this dog head is too shameless. This is like recognizing a father on the spot!

How can you say that? You are a dignified god. Where is your face?

He hurriedly shouted, "Anubis, do you think calling this lord 'Father' will be useful? This lord is incredibly perceptive and would not believe your nonsense."

Ji Mo watched the two Egyptian deities quarrel inexplicably, his eyes wide.

What was going on?

Was his kingly aura leaking out, or why did these two scapegoats seem so afraid of him?

He couldn't help but ask, "Do you know me?"

Set bowed and scraped, "Of course. Your name is thunderous. The Master of the Chuntian Slaughterhouse, where slaughtering gods is as simple as killing chickens and dogs. Your might shakes the heavens."

Slaughterhouse?

Ji Mo looked up doubtfully, feeling a surge of disdain in his heart.

These Egyptian gods had poor Chinese skills. They mistook an orphanage for a slaughterhouse?

Anubis beside him trembled in fear. Slaughtering gods like killing chickens and dogs, there was no doubt that this must be an existence on the level of the Three Pure Ones.

Damn it, he had truly been blind to have provoked such an existence.

Thus, he immediately prostrated himself on the ground and began to whimper pitifully like a dog.

Seeing this, Ji Mo's gaze flickered.

Could it be that his actions in the Immortal Spirit Realm had been reported back?

If that were the case, wouldn't his identity have been leaked?

After barely escaping death, if he were to attract the attention of that Eternal One again, they might make another move.

He revealed a murderous intent, intending to silence them by killing Anubis and Set.

But Set, being in Egypt, was difficult to kill.

"Your Excellency, I harbor absolutely no ill will towards you. I am willing to swear a heavenly oath that I will never oppose you, nor will I reveal anything about you."

Set, mistaking Ji Mo's reaction as him having exposed Ji Mo's "Scapegoat God Slaughterhouse" activities, quickly swore to keep it a secret.

In any case, even with a hundred times the courage, he wouldn't dare to oppose Ji Mo.

Anubis was even more straightforward, directly pledging allegiance to Ji Mo.

He couldn't go back to Egypt anyway, so it was better to abandon the darkness and embrace the light.

He really didn't want to be castrated like a dog.

"Oh dear, you've misunderstood. I'm really not who you think I am."

Ji Mo immediately retracted his murderous intent, his expression changing rapidly. He bared his teeth and smiled, "Look, I'm powerless, just an ordinary person. How could I have the ability to slaughter gods? Moreover, I have always been refined, amiable, upright, and kind. Please don't overthink it."

Set and Anubis then breathed a heavy sigh of relief, their lives saved.

It seemed this fellow was very easy to talk to, and his attitude wasn't bad. He didn't seem like a bad person.

However, Ji Mo's next words made them tremble.

"I suppose many foreign gods have secretly infiltrated our side, haven't they? Do you have any way to lure them towards me? Hmm, don't misunderstand, I'm just purely hospitable, with no other intentions."

Ji Mo rubbed his hands, smiling gleefully, planning to undertake something big.

Set calling him the Master of the Slaughterhouse had given him inspiration. He felt this venture seemed promising and worth trying.

Hospitable?

I don't believe a word of it.

Anubis and Set exchanged glances, their hearts filled with dread. Their thoughts were identical: they didn't believe a single word Ji Mo uttered.

The hospitality might be genuine, but it certainly wasn't merely hospitable. This fellow was devious, likely planning to hunt gods.

Just then.

Ji Mo suddenly made a shushing gesture and looked excitedly towards the entrance.

A moment later, Anubis and Set's expressions changed drastically as they sensed powerful energy fluctuations rapidly approaching.

Alright, here comes another unlucky scapegoat.