Who wants to become a god? Aren't you all forcing me?

On the long bridge, a large group of people crowded together, moving slowly forward.

Initially, everyone was tense, but after walking safely for a while, they gradually relaxed, and the oppressive atmosphere eased considerably.

Ma Mian pushed aside the subordinates blocking his path and stepped to the front of the group. Shen Yuanguo glanced at Ma Mian with disdain: "Are you that scared?"

"Better safe than sorry. Only if I live can the others from the underworld leave here safely," Ma Mian said matter-of-factly.

Shen Yuanguo chuckled. It was the first time he had heard someone make being afraid of death sound so refined and unconventional.

Seeing no danger on the bridge, the group quickened their pace and soon moved from the middle of the bridge to near the bridgehead.

In the vast fog, the people held each other's shoulders, beams of light shooting out from the crowd, illuminating the path ahead.

"Everyone, don't be afraid. With me here, you can walk forward with confidence!" Ma Mian stood in the center of the crowd, shouting with a resonant voice.

The faces of the underworld people darkened, and they gave Ma Mian a strange look.

"Everyone be careful, we're almost at the bridgehead," Shen Yuanguo shouted to those behind him, then slowed his pace.

For a moment, the scene was utterly silent, and everyone was afraid to make any unusual noise.

A man walking near the front wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, the beam of his flashlight shining towards the left front of the bridge.

After wiping his sweat, just as the man was about to adjust the direction of the flashlight beam, his gaze suddenly stopped at the end of the beam, and even the movement of his hand froze.

His companion beside him noticed the man's strangeness and reached out to pat his shoulder: "What's wrong? Why are you spacing out?"

"You, you… shine the light over there. Why does it look like there's someone there?" the man said in a panic.

"Ah, someone?" The companion frowned upon hearing this, shining his flashlight in the direction the man indicated with some skepticism.

Under the two beams of light, a black figure in the fog gradually became clear.

The figure leaned against the railing, looking up at the sky, as if admiring the red moon.

"There's someone, there really is someone, sir, there's someone over there!!!" the companion shouted loudly.

As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ma Mian's expression shook: "Where is the person?!"

"At, at… the ten o'clock direction of the bridge!"

In the next second, countless beams of flashlights converged on the figure, dispelling all the darkness around him, and the handsome face of the figure was completely exposed to everyone.

"This?!" Shen Yuanguo's pupils trembled slightly, and he subconsciously retreated.

He was too familiar with this person. Wasn't it Li Chenqiu?

"Li, Li… Chenqiu, how could he be here?!"

"I don't know, weren't we ahead of him?"

"Sir, what, what… do we do now?"

The originally orderly formation instantly became chaotic, and some of the timid ones had already begun to retreat secretly.

Ma Mian suppressed the fear in his heart and pretended to be calm: "Li Chenqiu, when did you stand here? What do you want to do?"

After retreating to a safe position, Shen Yuanguo also spoke: "You want the key, right? We don't have to fight. We can cooperate."

He originally didn't want to cooperate with Li Chenqiu, but when he saw Li Chenqiu's calm and composed, rosy-cheeked face, he gave up the idea of ​​sneaking an attack.

This appearance didn't look weak at all, it was completely a full-blown posture, how could a sneak attack succeed?

Li Chenqiu, leaning on the railing, turned his head, and his clear, cold gaze looked straight at Shen Yuanguo: "So my name is Li Chenqiu."

The inexplicable words left everyone confused, but Shen Yuanguo, who was standing at the front, reacted. He frowned and asked tentatively, "Are you… a Mirror Image?"

In an instant, everyone reacted, looking at Mirror Chenqiu with horrified expressions, not daring to breathe loudly.

Mirror Chenqiu slowly walked to the center of the bridge and said coldly: "This is the Path of Gods, not for mortals, so…"

Speaking of this, Mirror Chenqiu slowly raised his palm.

"Run!!!"

Ma Mian was the first to react, pushing back.

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the crowd turned into a pile of loose sand in an instant.

"Don't gather together, spread out. Li Chenqiu is only good at close combat!" Shen Yuanguo shouted to the New World team, then he also ran back the way he came.

Shen Yuanguo had seen Li Chenqiu's combat power. His group couldn't even take down half-crippled him, let alone the current immortal Mirror Image.

After hearing Shen Yuanguo's words, the people who were originally gathered together hurriedly dispersed, running wildly like crazy.

Mirror Chenqiu tilted his head, a trace of incomprehension flowing in his eyes.

What do you mean I'm only good at close combat? Team battles are my strength!

Looking at the crowd fleeing frantically, Mirror Chenqiu moved his mind.

Pfft!

In the next second, his arm turned into a pillar of water that soared into the sky, rushing into the fog. Immediately afterward, a stream of cold air spread and diffused above everyone's heads.

Ma Mian, running at the front, suddenly felt his heart skip a beat. Thinking he was safe, he turned his head to look at Mirror Chenqiu and happened to see Mirror Chenqiu's arm gradually transforming into a stream of water, rising into the sky.

"This…" Ma Mian's pupils suddenly contracted. The excessive shock slowed his pace, and he kept looking back.

Shen Yuanguo, who had caught up, patted Ma Mian: "What are you doing, spacing out?"

Ma Mian's Adam's apple rolled: "What… what is Li Chenqiu's ability?"

"Strength, what's wrong?"

"But, but… why can he turn into water…"

Pfft!

Before Ma Mian could finish speaking, a sound of flesh tearing came from behind him.

He turned his head to look and saw a blood hole in the center of a Resurrector's brow.

However, this was just the beginning…

In the fog, drops of water shot out like bullets. The sound of the wind being torn apart by the "shiu shiu shiu" was endless, and the scene was filled with wails.

"Ah—"

"What's going on? What's wrong with this rain? Why can it kill people!!!"

"Save me, save… ah!"

"Isn't this the water disaster ability from the internet? Why is it here?"

"Wait a minute, why can this Mirror Image's body turn into water? Does Li Chenqiu have this ability?!" someone turned around and shouted loudly after discovering the anomaly.

"Don't look, Li Chenqiu is the water disaster, run towards the bridgehead!" Ma Mian shouted loudly, his loud voice lingering in the fog for a long time.