Seeing that his camouflage had failed, Zhang Heng simply took off the gas mask on his head. At this time, he had basically used up all the bullets in his gun, and there was only one bullet left just in case. He put the gun away and pulled out the Shrouded Sheath from his waist.
Seth was shot a total of four times, one in the head, one in the chest, and two in one of his arms and one of his thighs.
From the looks of it, he was in a sorry state now. Black blood was constantly flowing out of his wounds, and he was lying motionless on the ground. However, Zhang Heng still had no intention of letting him go.
If it were possible, Zhang Heng certainly wouldn't want to put himself in danger. In his original plan, it would be best if he could kill Seth with a wave of long-range shots. After that, he would drive away. Unfortunately, only the first two shots managed to hit Seth's vital points. When Ann realized what was going on, she had already kicked Seth into the convenience store.
Although Zhang Heng guessed that the bullets in the gun were very lethal to the gods, this was his first time using them, and he didn't know how powerful they were.
Besides, Seth had already separated from Thor. Zhang Heng only hesitated for a moment before finally deciding to chase after Seth into the convenience store. He knew very well that if he couldn't kill Seth this time, it would only be more difficult to kill him in the future.
Ann's expression changed when she saw Zhang Heng. "Do you know who I am?" she asked in a deep voice.
"Haven't you asked?"
"I am Ann, the main god of the Sumeer and Akkadians, the king of Anunnaki, the judge of heaven and earth," Ann said slowly. "I am also the oldest god in existence."
"Sumeer mythology? That's quite early. "Zhang Heng searched his mind for Ann's origin, and he couldn't help but come to a realization.
Ann was not bragging. The Mesopotamia Basin was the earliest known civilization. As early as 3500 AD, the Sumeer people had already built a country and cities on this land. They had even invented writing. In comparison, the Huaxia civilization, which was also very early, was only officially established around 1600 BC. As for the Mayan civilization, it was even later, about 600 years later than the Huaxia civilization.
In fact, many religious stories originated from Sumerian mythology. For example, the Great Flood, Noah's Ark, and the Tower of Babel in the Bible were all derived from the original version of Sumerian mythology. Therefore, it was not a problem for Ann to say that she was the oldest living god. As for the ancient sacrifices that were carved on the stone walls, because there were no words passed down, they were long gone.
"I am also the presiding judge of the organizing committee." "Do you know what you're doing?" Ann said the last of her duties slowly, and her expression turned serious at the same time. "Do you know what you're doing?
"I killed someone who should have died a long time ago," Zhang Heng replied.
"He did a lot of bad things, but no matter what, Seth is also one of the Nine Pillars of Egypt. The gods' affairs should naturally be solved by the gods. This is also one of the responsibilities of the organizing committee."
"If the organizing committee really did their job well, I wouldn't have to do it today," Zhang Heng said calmly.
Ann was speechless, but he was the presiding judge after all. He quickly came back to his senses and shook his head. "Since Seth has fallen into my hands, I will also give him the punishment he deserves. In any case, it is impossible for a mortal to carry out a private punishment."
"It seems that we can't come to an agreement today." Zhang Heng was not surprised by this result. Although the other party was sent by the organizing committee to capture Seth, they obviously wanted Seth alive, not dead, especially when the organizing committee wanted to pry the whereabouts of the cell phone god from Seth.
Ann nodded. At this time, he had also noticed the abnormality of the pistol in Zhang Heng's hand. Be it Seth or his guards, with their strong physique, they should not have been injured so badly even if they were shot.
So he paused for a while and said to Zhang Heng, "Show me the gun in your hand."
When he said this, the expression on his face was very natural as if it was a matter of course. In fact, as soon as he said this, a golden light flashed in his eyes as he looked at Zhang Heng.
The two's eyes met. Even with Zhang Heng's willpower, he could not help but have the urge to hand the gun in his hand to Ann as if it was the right thing to do.
However, Zhang Heng's mental training during this period was not for nothing, especially when he silently recited the Koyama Myoshin-ryū's mantra. When he saw his true self, he woke up almost instantly.
A strange look flashed in Ann's eyes. It was not that he had never seen someone who could resist his mental attack, but it was indeed beyond his expectations that Zhang Heng could get rid of it so quickly.
However, Ann did not care. He just looked at the knife in Zhang Heng's hand again and said, "Then, let me see how good you are." After saying that, he casually grabbed a street lamp at the side and actually pulled it out from the ground.
To be honest, Zhang Heng did not want to fight with the oldest god in front of him. The Sumerian pantheon was not well-known, far inferior to the Norse pantheon. After all, Ann was the main god of the Sumerian pantheon. He would not be easy to deal with.
And the most important thing was that even if Zhang Heng won this battle, it would be meaningless. He was only asked by Iciz to kill Seth. He had no intention of getting entangled with others, and he did not want the organizing committee to focus on him.
Looking at the current situation, Zhang Heng also knew that if he could not defeat or force the square-faced man in front of him, he would not be able to kill Seth.
So Zhang Heng had no choice but to raise his knife. "Please enlighten me."
Ann smiled and did not say anything else. He directly waved the street lamp and smashed it at the young man opposite him.
However, the result was a little different from what he imagined.
Zhang Heng did not retreat or dodge the thunderous blow. He did not do anything else until the lamppost was about to hit his head. Only then did he finally swing the Shrouded Sheath in his hand. The next moment, he saw the street lamp was directly cut in half by the knife!
And the faint smile on Ann's face froze when he saw the knife.
He did not expect the knife in Zhang Heng's hand to be so strong that it could even split a street lamp. He also did not expect Zhang Heng's knife to be so fast. When he saw Zhang Heng firing a few shots earlier, he originally thought that Zhang Heng was good at shooting. But now it seemed that the young man in front of him was better at swordsmanship.
Ann realized that he might have encountered a formidable enemy tonight. Finally, he did not dare to be careless anymore. He reached out and summoned his scepter from the truck.
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