Godslayer: Jiahao Gets Stronger? Starting with a Big Chicken with Sauce

The delirious howls echoed through the rain, carrying a sense of madness born of desperation.

This one of the three gods of the Ancient God Church had completely lost his previous composure, leaving only naked madness on his face.

The entire Masked Squad heard the shout, and their nerves, which had just relaxed, tensed up again instantly.

"Is there anyone else?"

Whirlpool abruptly turned his head, his gaze sweeping across the gray, rain-soaked surroundings of the factory. "That guy has accomplices?!"

Wang Mian had already gripped the hilt of Ge Yang's knife tightly, his gaze sweeping over the surroundings with a deep concentration.

As a backup plan for the ramblings, its strength is undoubtedly self-evident.

Wang Jia'ao tilted his head slightly, following the murmured gaze to the heavy shadow on the side of the factory building.

A tall, slender figure slowly emerged from the rain.

The man was dressed in a well-tailored black tailcoat, with a deep red bow tie tied meticulously. A faint smile played on his lips, and he exuded an elegance and composure that seemed completely out of place amidst the ruins.

However, the oppressive aura emanating from him spread in all directions as if it were a tangible force.

The expressions on the faces of the members of the Masked Squad changed instantly.

"This aura..." Tianping's pupils contracted, "...is not human!"

"Gods?" Wang Mian's voice turned somber.

Loki, the god of mischief.

"interesting."

Loki clapped his hands lightly twice, making a crisp applause, and his gaze fell on Wang Jia'ao with the interest of scrutinizing prey.

"A mere mortal, yet his physical strength can withstand the blade of law without a scratch. Young hero, you have truly surprised me."

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[Current Jiahao Value: 22260]

Loki's clone's smile froze.

He has lived for so many years and seen countless ordinary people.

Some were afraid of him, some revered him, and some hated him with a vengeance.

But this young man was the first one to dare ask him to his face, "Who do you think you are?"

"I am Loki."

Loki spoke slowly, his tone carrying an air of self-assured arrogance, "God of Mischief, of Asgard..."

"Oh, Loki."

Wang Jia'ao interrupted him, his tone as indifferent as if he were saying that the weather was nice today.

"That guy from Norse mythology who was disliked by his own father, overshadowed by his brother, and eventually went off to cause trouble? What are you doing here in Great Xia? Seeking refuge with me? Sorry, I don't take disciples, I take mounts."

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[Current Jiahao Value: 22480]

The composed smile on Loki's face finally vanished completely.

"You're asking for it."

Whether I'm courting death or not is another matter.

Wang Jia'ao calmly replied, "But as a god, you secretly used an avatar to infiltrate the Great Xia territory and cause trouble, and even cooperated with a worthless organization like the Ancient God Church. Don't you feel ashamed? You are the God of Tricks, yet you resort to such despicable methods?"

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[Current Jiahao Value: 22720]

The entire Masked Squad stood not far away, and upon hearing this conversation, their expressions were all incredibly varied.

The vortex was completely petrified: "That person is Loki? The god of mischief? The one from Norse mythology???"

"It's Loki, but just an avatar," King's voice was deep. "Just an avatar. But even so, he's still a god-like being."

"A divine clone???" The vortex's voice rose, "Then why aren't we running? What are we standing there for?!"

"Do you think he needs to run?" Rose pointed to Wang Jia'ao's back.

Following her gaze, the vortex saw Wang Jia'ao standing still with his hands in his pockets, facing a divine avatar, without even shifting his weight, and even yawning.

"Just a clone? What are you barking at me for? Anyone who didn't know better would think you were the real person!"

Wang Jia'ao spoke, his voice carrying a casual curiosity, "Have you ever seen me at my peak?"

Loki's clone's pupils contracted slightly for a moment.

The heyday?

Could it be that...

This guy hadn't even used his full strength yet.

"I've already figured out your strength. What? Are you going to use that move that consumes half your life force against this clone of mine?"

Loki remained unperturbed. In his view, Wang Jia'ao's so-called prime was probably just the one strike that consumed half of his life force.

The golden blade of light that cleaved down from the sky directly tore through the mist layer that had covered the Earth's outer layer for hundreds of years.

The entire Asgard was shaken, and Odin even personally summoned all the chief gods to discuss the origin of the sword.

His interest in the Great Xia was also due to that knife scar.

"you guess."

"There are always false gods who challenge Jiahao's authority."

Wang Jia'ao smiled slightly, "But since you are an avatar of a god, I will show you today what the real God Jiahao is."

He slowly raised his right hand, fingers spread, palm facing up, and an indescribable sense of oppression filled the air.

The next moment, the aura of the Great Perfection of the Ancient Sacred Body was no longer concealed and instantly filled the entire world.

Loki's clone's expression changed.

As a god, even if it is just an avatar, his perception of danger is hundreds of times more acute than that of mortals.

At this moment, he clearly sensed that some kind of extremely terrifying power was brewing within the boy's body, a power that far exceeded the scope of humanity.

"you!"

"Watch closely."

Wang Jia'ao interrupted him, "This one will be very handsome."

The next second, a golden light burst forth from Wang Jia'ao's palm, like a pillar of light that stretched across the heavens and earth, soaring straight into the sky.

The oppressive force contained within that beam of light was enough to make everyone present's knees go weak.

The expression on Yiyu's face was twisted to the extreme.

"This...how is this possible...?"

He had assumed that with Loki backing him up, Wang Jia'ao was doomed.

When that terrifying pressure came out, what was the point of playing around?

This guy used to act like he was just messing around.

At that moment, all members of the Masked Squad simultaneously felt the oppressive force descending from the sky.

Only Master Chen could barely stand, but his complexion was not good.

"Loki! When autumn comes on the eighth day of the ninth month, I, the god of Asgard, will slay all."