Slaying Gods: Ancestral Witch Agent, Starting with the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique

"That way, I can stay by Lord Azathoth's side forever!"

Nuwa shook her head and said, "So he's just a simp. What a waste of a Leaf of Life."

The green-robed man shouted, "What do you know?! Only Lord Azathoth is the sole ruler!"

"I will sacrifice all life in this world!"

"I want to create an eternal, powerful, and perfect life form!!"

"I will show Lord Azathoth who his most loyal subordinates are!!!"

"It is their honor to become a sacrifice for Lord Azathoth!"

The demon said coldly, "There are mentally ill people everywhere, and you are the most seriously ill."

"I'm leaving. If I stay with you mental patients any longer, I'll probably go crazy too."

The man in the green robe smirked slightly. "Leave? Do you think you can leave?"

Nuwa said seriously, "It should be possible. This world is full of mentally ill people in blue and white hospital gowns."

"But he doesn't seem to be your patient."

The woman standing at the window pointed to the doorway.

A rider in a yellow shirt on an electric scooter was smiling and waving at her.

Nuwa raised her hand and unleashed a wave of heat that repelled the green-robed man. She then performed a backflip and flew out of the window, landing steadily on Lu Wuwei's back seat.

Lu Wuwei looked at the sign at the door with curiosity.

"Sunshine Mental Hospital? Is this the same as the fasting facility?"

“It should be different. Most of the beings imprisoned here are gods,” Nüba replied.

"That's true, how could there possibly be a mental hospital for gods in this world?"

"How could a god get a mental illness?"

"Sister Nuba, sit tight, let's go home."

Chapter 779 Time is Life

Jingle Bell!

Jingle Bell!

A sudden alarm clock rang, startling Niu Xiaoma awake from his sleep!

Seven o'clock in the morning.

He had worked overtime until 2:30 a.m. last night and was clearly still not fully awake.

It's just that long-term muscle memory allows him to automatically complete a series of tasks such as dressing, washing, and getting out of bed while half asleep and half awake.

Niu Xiaoma didn't even have time to eat breakfast and rushed towards the subway entrance.

After rushing for a while, Niu Xiaoma finally caught the next subway train and squeezed into the crowded train.

Niu Xiaoma, relieved, looked up at the people around him.

On the subway, everyone seemed like a wind-up puppet, indifferent and wooden.

On the predetermined dial, they follow the steps endlessly, repeating a large number of repetitive and meaningless tasks.

Niu Xiaoma frowned. What is the meaning of life?

Before he could think any further, the subway had already arrived at the station. Niu Xiaoma was swept out of the subway station by the crowd and ran towards the company.

7:57!

I'm going to be late!!

Niu Xiaoma suddenly exerted his strength and ran wildly, just in time to check in at the last moment!

drop!

"Check-in failed!"

"Deduct 50 yuan from your daily wage!"

"Deduct this month's full attendance bonus..."

The cold, mechanical voice rang out, and Niu Xiaoma felt utterly hopeless...

The boss's voice boomed from behind him like a thunderclap.

"Niu Xiaoma! What are you still standing here for?!"

"Don't you want your salary this month?!"

"Can you do it? If you can't, get out! If you don't want to do it, there are plenty of other people who will!!"

Niu Xiaoma quickly ran back to his workstation.

The surrounding employees were already used to this kind of thing, and everyone silently typed on their keyboards, busy with their own tasks.

Niu Xiaoma opened his phone and looked dejectedly at the meager balance in his card.

What should I do about this month's mortgage payment?

After working overtime until 10 p.m., Niu Xiaoma finally squeezed onto the last bus back to his cramped rented room.

I made myself a bowl of instant noodles that was almost expired for dinner.

The sausages that were originally meant for a snack were quietly put back because I was late today and my perfect attendance bonus was deducted from them...

After washing up, Niu Xiaoma went to bed and set his alarm for 7 o'clock forward by half an hour.

Tomorrow will be another day full of energy...

Day after day, year after year.

Niu Xiaoma's life is like a precision instrument, where no mistakes can be made.

Going to school...going to work...

Buy a car...buy a house...

Marry a wife...have children...

Work... Retirement...

Niu Xiaoma's life is like the second hand on a clock, day after day, round and round, and he cannot afford to make any mistakes.

Until...the end of life.

His son, Niu Juanma, is just like him back then, methodical, racing against time, living and dying in the process...

……

Jingle Bell!

Jingle Bell!

A sudden alarm rang, and Niu Juanma quickly sprang out of bed to wash up and get dressed.

"Oops!"

"I'm going to be late!!"

Niu Juanma hurriedly packed everything up and started speeding towards the company.

Snapped!

In the chaos, Niu Juanma accidentally bumped into a beautiful woman dressed in gilded purple robes, exuding a noble and elegant air.

Looking at the other person's gorgeous clothes, Niu Juanma was at a loss for words.

That would cost several months' salary, wouldn't it?

While Niu Juanma was still trying to find the right words for his apology, the other party had already spoken.

"Are you OK?"

"I'm so sorry, I was rushing to work and accidentally bumped into you. How can I make it up to you?" Niu Juanma said hurriedly.

The Queen Mother of the West looked up at the constantly rotating timeline above the heads of the Ox and Horse, and then looked up at the sky.

Everyone in this world is manipulated by a timeline hanging overhead, like puppets on strings.

The Queen Mother of the West raised her hand and unleashed a purple beam, severing the timeline above the heads of the oxen and horses.

Niu Juanma immediately felt relieved, as if being late for work wasn't such a big deal after all...

"you……"

As soon as Niu Juanma looked up, the noblewoman with gilded purple patterns had vanished...

In the void.

A giant clock floats in the air, with golden time lines hanging down, precisely controlling everyone's behavior and life.

A throne sits atop a golden clock, overlooking the throne.

The Spider Queen, dressed in a purple bodycon dress, crossed her legs and smiled as she looked at the approaching Queen Mother of the West.

The Spider Queen smiled and said, "Welcome, gods from a parallel world, to the world of the Time Queen!"

The Queen Mother of the West said coldly, "What meaning do you think such a world has?"

The Spider Queen laughed and said, "Isn't this better?"

"Time is life. I, the Queen, have arranged everything for them. No one has wasted a moment."

"The whole world is like a series of highly precise instruments, perfectly completing all the work and tasks."

"They don't need to think, they don't need to plan, they just need to follow the timeline that I, the Queen, have set for them."

"Day after day, year after year, like a clock ticking away, no one makes a mistake, no one wastes time."

"What's wrong with a world like this?"

The Queen Mother of the West raised her hand and conjured a purple divine sword, then looked at the Spider Queen and said, "Time is very precious."

"However, time is fair to all things in the world."