Shen Qingzhu nodded slightly:

"how do you want to do it?"

"Contact Lu Wuwei for me."

"good."

Shen Qingzhu turned around and walked out of the office.

"Wait a minute." Lin Qiye thought for a moment, "Nix, as the supreme god, is trapped in that place, which means that place may be very dangerous... Lu Wuwei has not yet become a god, so it is too dangerous to go alone.

Ask Wang Mian to go with him, and in case of emergency, you can directly go back in time."

"I'll inform them."

Shen Qingzhu's figure flickered and disappeared.

Lin Qiye was once again alone in the empty office. He sat down on the office chair and looked up at the time.

"about there……"

Lin Qiye opened the drawer and found a heavy medicine box inside. In the grooves inside the box, gray pills were neatly placed.

Looking at these pills, Lin Qiye shook his head helplessly, took one out, swallowed it, and then lay down on the office chair, as if he was about to fall asleep.

The next moment, his hands suddenly clenched tightly!

Big beads of sweat seeped out from Lin Qiye's forehead, and the muscles all over his body tensed instantly. Pain from the soul surged into his heart, and his eyes were bloodshot.

At the same time, a voice came from his ear:

"It hurts...it hurts so much~"

"Human beings are really fragile, so weak that they must use this method to leave a possibility of continuation..."

"But so what?"

"Zuo Qing took so many medicines, and when he was finally killed by me, wasn't his soul still completely dead? He suffered so many times of pain in vain. After all, it was just a self-inflicted joke..."

"In the final analysis, they are just a group of ants who are afraid of death and rely on self-abuse to gain a sense of security! Hahahaha..."

"..."

[Chaos]'s voice is full of sarcasm, as if it can arouse the most sensitive nerves in people's hearts... At this time, Lin Qiye is concentrating on resisting the pain caused by the pills. If he is distracted even a little, his blood and energy will flow backwards, and he will instantly become self-conscious.

Seriously injured.

But he just leaned back quietly on the chair, constantly adjusting his breathing, fighting against the pain deep in his soul, and seemed to have ignored the provocation of [Chaos].

[Chaos] Seeing that his mental offensive had no impact on Lin Qiye, he seemed to feel a little bored. After clicking his tongue, the sound disappeared without a trace.

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Qiye, sitting on the back of the chair, slowly opened his eyes...

The entire office chair was soaked with sweat, and his face was extremely pale. Even the Hongmeng spirit fetus could not weaken the pain from his soul.

He stood up slowly, poured himself a pot of hot tea, and after a few sips, some color returned to his face.

He took a deep breath,

Those tired eyes narrowed slightly, and a murderous intention swept through the office!

…

The Asylum of the Gods.

Ward No. 5.

In this ward with "bare walls", a black man wearing a hospital gown was lying lazily on the cold concrete floor, yawning leisurely.

Different from other wards, all the basic facilities in this ward, including beds, chairs, and even lamps, are not present. Even the only small window that can let in the sun is covered with cement. The whole room is pitch black.

It is more appropriate to say it is a ward than a prison.

squeak——

Just hearing a soft sound, the door of the ward was slowly opened.

A figure in a white coat walked in from outside, with his hands in his pockets, squinting at [Chaos] lying on the ground, with no expression on his face.

"Did you recover quickly?" [Chaos] raised his eyebrows, patted the dust on his body, and stood up from the ground, "You have made great progress over the years. If you were the young boy four years ago,

, I guess I have been angry for a long time...Pfft!!"

[Chaos] Before he finished speaking, a roaring fist hit Him hard on the cheek!

The force of Lin Qiye's punch smashed [Chaos] directly onto the bare wall. The black face instantly twisted and deformed, and ferocious cracks continued to spread on the inside of the wall.

A few wisps of scarlet blood splashed on Lin Qiye's face, but there was no movement in his eyes. Before [Chaos] could say anything, he punched him in the eye again!

Dong Dong Dong——!!!

The entire ward trembled several times, and flying dust poured out from the door of the ward. At this moment, Ward No. 5 was dyed blood red.

The ferocious blood stains were swallowed up on the surface of the white coat, and it soon became as smooth as new. Lin Qiye lowered his fists, and [Chaos] fell to the ground like a puddle of mud. The corners of his twisted mouth were still rising, and the broken eyeball,

Lin Qiye looked at Lin Qiye in front of him with sarcasm.

"Today's punching force is stronger than before. What's wrong? Are you angry in your heart?"

"Let me guess...it's not because of Nyx, is it?"

"That poor woman who lost all her children, that gentle mother who once regarded you as everything... Is she dead? Is she still alive? Where is she now?"

"Who made her suffer so much? Oh, by the way, it was Olympus... Those damn Greek gods slaughtered her children, sacrificed her flesh and blood, and expelled her from Olympus.

Limpis even used dirty and despicable methods to make her life or death uncertain..."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, can you swallow this breath?"

The voice of [Chaos] gradually became sharper. Lin Qiye stood in front of a pool of blood, his eyes slightly narrowed...

He stared at [Chaos] for a long time and spoke calmly:

"You really want to instigate me to deal with Olympus?"

"Instigation? No, no, no... I just expressed your inner thoughts." [Chaos], who was in a pool of blood, chuckled and said, "Besides, stories of revenge are always exciting, aren't they?"

"What does it have to do with you?"

Lin Qiye expressionlessly grabbed the Tiancongyun Sword from nothingness, a cold light flashed through, and the sword's edge had already pierced into the heart that was covered in blood.

[Chaos]'s body twitched, and as the sword edge twisted, his vitality was completely shattered, but there was still a faint smile on that dark face.

Lin Qiye glanced at [Chaos]'s body, pulled out the Tian Congyun Sword, wiped off the blood on it with his white coat, turned around and walked out of the ward.

The bright sunshine is shining in the empty courtyard, and the green lawn is swaying gently in the wind.

The blood stains on Lin Qiye's body had been completely absorbed by his white coat. He stood alone on the green lawn, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled... There was a faint light in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

I don’t know how much time passed, but he looked back,

In front of the door of Ward No. 5 in the ward, an intact [Chaos] was wearing a hospital gown and waved to him enthusiastically.

Lin Qiye narrowed his eyes and murmured:
Chapter completed!