Supremely Talented Tyrant-Chapter 1579 - 1779: Spear God and Bandit God Join Forces!!!

If anyone claims to know Hao Jian well, if he dares to say he's second, then no one would dare say they're first. Since the call to the God of Death went unanswered for so long, he had already guessed the outcome. It's just that the Bandit God and the God of Death have a deep bond, and the Bandit God was too blinded by their friendship to think in that direction.
However, his mind was exceptionally clear now. He had vaguely guessed the result. If yesterday, the Four Alliances were actually just three major alliances, then now, perhaps, the Four Forbidden Zones and the Four Alliances might have been reduced to just two major alliances.
The Spear God silently pondered in his heart, but he didn't voice his thoughts. He knew the Bandit God couldn't accept it, so it was better not to say anything. He quietly took a drag on the cigarette in his hand, then took a deep breath in and slowly exhaled the smoke.
At this moment, the rain was pouring harder, the wind was blowing fiercer, the thunder was growing louder, and lightning was crackling continuously in the sky.
The driver, startled by the Bandit God, began to drive even faster, splashing water all over the road. Finally, amidst the rapid speed, the driver stopped the car at the entrance of the Murder God Headquarter. The headquarters was located in a secluded area, and without a guide or the God of Death's permission, ordinary people couldn't find this place. Even if they stumbled upon it by accident, they wouldn't be able to drive in.
The driver was one of the God of Death's subordinates. Previously, under the God of Death's orders, he had gone to pick up the Spear God and the Bandit God. This was the third time he had done so, so he skillfully parked the car at the entrance.
Everyone positioned at the checkpoints along the way was lying on the ground, the barricades had been forcibly broken, and the patrolmen were nowhere to be seen. The Spear God could understand this completely. After all, the God of Death had mentioned on the phone that Hao Jian had already come for them. Therefore, this was surely the God of Death's doing, and he wasn't worried.
However, after getting out of the car and aside from the sound of the wind, thunder, and rain, it was eerily quiet. Both the Spear God and the Bandit God almost simultaneously sensed this. It was ominously quiet, a quietness that was terrifying. Such silence usually hid a massive aura of death.
After being received by the driver, the Spear God and the Bandit God proceeded as usual into the underground parking garage. The driver was always on standby when the God of Death required transport, ready at any time. Yet, as they drove in, the driver felt something was off. Normally, there would be guards outside the garage. Without a pass, entry wouldn't be granted. Although he was a long-time driver for the God of Death and knew several of the guards, there wasn't a single guard here tonight, which seemed unusual.
Still, thinking that since Lord Murder God had summoned both the Spear God and the Bandit God, something must have happened. He didn't think too much of it and parked the car as usual.
"Let's go!"
The Spear God held an umbrella with his left hand, taking a deep drag on his cigarette with his right. After finishing it in one breath, he exhaled a smoke ring, then tossed the cigarette on the ground. Without needing to stomp it, the rain extinguished the cigarette's ember. At this moment, the Spear God took the gun from his back, discarded the outer wrapping, threw away the umbrella, and carried the Big Spear as he walked inside.
The Bandit God paused briefly, then followed slowly behind the Spear God, but he didn't discard his umbrella. He held it as he walked in.
Once inside, the Bandit God finally tossed his umbrella away. He had a dagger at his waist and was carrying a large machete on his back. He took a few steps forward and silently pushed open the door.
Upon entering, a bloody scent filled the air. The walls were marked with bullet holes, and the ground was soaked with blood, with bodies lying everywhere. The Spear God led the way, stepping on the corpses with each step forward, while the Bandit God's expression was grim, trailing behind.
Slowly, the two went upstairs. The traces of battle on the upper floor were much more than those on the ground floor, with bullet holes and blood everywhere. Suddenly, the Spear God stopped in his tracks, and the Bandit God halted as well.
Suddenly, the Bandit God's eyes widened, and he rushed forward immediately. What he saw was the fallen and dead God of Death. The Bandit God approached the God of Death, whose head had already lost support and drooped down. There was a wound on his chest, and his body was stained red.
The Bandit God's eyes suddenly turned red. He wanted to shout out. Although they had often quarreled or fought over profits before, their relationship was actually very close. After having been through so much, they were like brothers even if not by blood. Seeing the God of Death killed, his mood was particularly bad.
Now, his mind was fogged by hatred, with only one thought in his head—to seek revenge.
He suddenly raised his head and angrily roared, "God of Death! I will tear you limb from limb!"
The Spear God was much calmer, but to offer solace, he silently placed his hand on the Bandit God's shoulder, giving a reassuring pat to calm him down.
The Spear God abruptly stood up, drew the large machete from his back, and shouted, "God of Death! Come out and face me!"
After shouting, he looked around, searching for Hao Jian's figure. As soon as Hao Jian appeared, he would rush out and use his big machete to slice Hao Jian in half.
The Spear God remained silent, very calm. He was more composed than the Bandit God, so he had already spotted where Hao Jian was. Hao Jian had been sitting not far away, watching them all along.
The Spear God's gaze was sharp. He cast a glance towards Hao Jian, and when their eyes met, they were filled with a killing intent.
Upon seeing the Spear God's eyes, the Bandit God followed his gaze and saw Hao Jian. His eyes were full of rage, as if he had found the foe he had been searching for across three lifetimes. Brandishing his knife, he strode towards Hao Jian with large steps. He swore not to rest until Hao Jian was sliced in half today!
A trace of a smile emerged on Hao Jian's face. He had been waiting for this moment for a long time, enduring them in silence. The Four Alliances had troubled him many times, but he had quietly resolved them without seeking trouble in return. This time, he was truly enraged and came to confront them.
There is a saying, "Forgive whenever you can." Hao Jian had always kept this in mind, hence never settling scores with the Four Alliances. But there's another saying, "Evil begets evil." The fallen God of Death is the testament to this.
Now, since the other two were here, it was time to settle all old grudges and disputes completely.
Hao Jian glanced behind him. Xie Qianqian instinctively handed him the longsword she had seized from the God of Death, then quietly stood aside.
The level of combat was beyond them. As long as they didn't add trouble for Hao Jian, they would be thanking the heavens. Thus, during the earlier fight between Hao Jian and the God of Death, they didn't intervene. Now, with the confrontation between Hao Jian, the Spear God, and the Bandit God on the brink, they could only stand aside and watch without getting involved.
Hao Jian raised his sword, the corners of his mouth suddenly lifting slightly. Seeing the Bandit God charging towards him, a great killing intent erupted in his pupils. Holding his sword, he rushed towards the Bandit God.
With a "Clang!" the Bandit God's big machete and Hao Jian's longsword clashed, producing a loud sound.
The Bandit God recognized the longsword in Hao Jian's hand at a glance. It was the God of Death's sword. The big machete in his hand was made of the same material and forged by the same master, so he recognized it instantly.
Back then, the master was originally unwilling to forge swords for the two of them. They kidnapped the master's family, forcing the master to forge the swords. After the swords were complete, they persecuted the master and his family. This event was still fresh in his memory now.
But now, seeing this sword, he suddenly recalled the God of Death and the moments spent with the God of Death before. These moments transformed into hatred, and his gaze at Hao Jian's killing intent surged dramatically.
He suddenly pulled back his knife and then struck again towards Hao Jian. For those who wield the blade, momentum was everything. A strike was as unstoppable as breaking bamboo; the sword qi was overwhelming.
Hao Jian's expression was serious, lifting his sword in a defensive posture.
Unexpectedly, the Spear God, on the side, raised the Big Spear in his hands at this moment. Bullets were chambered; he aimed at Hao Jian and fired.
Hao Jian internally called out "Not good" and swiftly dodged. Thankfully, he had long considered the Spear God a threat and was always keeping an eye on his movements. So, the Spear God's shot did not directly hit Hao Jian but just grazed past. If Hao Jian had been a bit slower, the bullet would have hit him right in the chest.
At this moment, seeing the scene of the Spear God launching a sneak attack in a one-against-two, Xie Qianqian could not stand it anymore and rushed to help Hao Jian, only to be held back by Jiang Long. Jiang Long signaled with his eyes for Xie Qianqian not to act impulsively. Going would only add to the trouble. How could the battle among the five gods be something they could intervene in? Xie Qianqian naturally understood this reasoning and, being pulled back by Jiang Long, she merely angrily shook off Jiang Long's hand and then returned to her place.
Back on the battlefield, Hao Jian had already successfully dodged the Spear God's sneak attack. Just as he regained his footing, the Bandit God slashed over with his knife. Hao Jian was unafraid and countered with a sword strike.
With a "Dang!" a loud clashing sound erupted. In an instant, the Bandit God felt a numbness in his arm, the shock nearly making him loosen his grip on his knife.
He gripped his knife again firmly and his view of Hao Jian changed slightly. It had been a long time since he had fought with Hao Jian, yet he hadn't expected Hao Jian's strength to improve so quickly.