As Sky Lin Qiye flicked his fingers, two more "planes" crossed above and below him. These six "planes" were parallel in two and perpendicular in two, with a transparent cubic space separated in the center, like
Lock it up like a prison!
[Chaos] was suspended in the center of the cube, frowning and looking around, and finally locked onto Lin Qiye in the distance, and spoke solemnly:
"You are not Lin Qiye...who are you?"
Lin Qiye asked him the same words in the hospital not long ago... but within ten minutes, the roles of the two had been reversed.
Lin Qiye lowered his head and looked down at him, without any intention of answering. He just silently raised his finger and pointed towards the [Chaos] in the center of the cube, a little further away.
The six "planes" converged instantly, and the transparent cube space in the center collapsed toward the center like a dying planet. A bright white light shone in the sky, and all the figures in the ruins of the heaven were forced to close their eyes.
When they opened their eyes again, in the sky where the white light disappeared, a black hole with a radius of several kilometers was slowly compressing... dense space cracks covered the entire sky like a spider web.
Lin Qiye looked down at the collapsing black hole. The figure of [Chaos] had disappeared, and the pair of deep eyes narrowed slightly:
"The power that can be used is still too weak...that's all, it's just something external to the body."
He shook his head, and the white light flowing in his chest gradually dissipated, and the originally solid soul began to blur visibly to the naked eye... but after a moment, it returned to a ethereal and weak normal soul.
The soul body Lin Qiye's eyes closed, like a kite with broken strings, falling from the sky little by little.
…
Hundreds of kilometers away.
A chaotic black mist suddenly surged out of nothingness and transformed into another "Lin Qiye".
[Chaos] turned back to look at the direction of the heaven, his face extremely gloomy:
"To be able to mobilize the power of this world...does that guy still have some hidden cards that I don't know about?"
He thought about it for a moment, then withdrew his gaze, gently opened his palms, and the prototype of a miniature hospital was exposed to the air.
The corners of his mouth raised slightly, "No matter what trump cards you have, without the hospital and this body, even if you are rescued, you will always be a useless person...
As long as I get this thing, it won't be in vain that I have been dormant for so many years."
[Chaos] closed his palms, and the prototype of the hospital disappeared. He was about to leave, but seemed to have thought of something, and looked back:
"I almost forgot...and that guy."
…
Heaven.
After the battle between [Chaos] and the gods of Great Xia, large areas of the Immortal Palace have been reduced to ruins.
Amidst the dust in the sky, a figure slowly walked forward along the broken stone road, his crimson cloak flushed red by the remaining fire.
"An... Qingyu."
A hoarse voice came from the ruins. An Qingyu stopped and turned around calmly to look.
Among the ruins of the broken Immortal Palace, a figure was crushed by a tall broken wall in a pool of blood. Zuo Qing's whole body was stained red with blood. The straight knife was stuck upside down in the distance, and his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes.
"Where do you want to go?" He stared at An Qingyu and spoke word by word.
An Qingyu glanced at him and said calmly:
"Go find [Chaos]."
"...Do you know what you are doing?"
"Um."
An Qingyu's expression was extremely calm, and his gray eyes were like icebergs, showing no emotion at all.
Zuo Qing's palms that were pressed under the broken wall clenched uncontrollably, and he spoke hoarsely:
"What exactly did you see behind the Door of Truth?"
"a lot of."
"You... found a way to resurrect Jiang Er?"
An Qingyu frowned slightly and looked at him quietly without answering.
"Except for her, I can't think of any reason for you to switch sides." Zuo Qing said in a deep voice.
An Qingyu withdrew his gaze and spoke slowly: "The origin of the Cthulhu myth is far beyond your imagination... In the billions of timelines I have seen, humans have no chance of winning.
I just made the right choice."
"Is it your choice to surrender to Cthulhu? Is this worthy of Daxia?"
"I have done enough for Daxia...I don't owe Daxia anything."
"What about Lin Qiye?"
An Qingyu paused slightly in his forward steps.
"If you leave like this, what will Lin Qiye do?
Now there are only three of you left in [Yemu]. After you leave, [Yemu] will have to be forcibly disbanded... What this team means to Lin Qiye, you should know better than anyone else.
It was he who chose to trust you without hesitation when you were doubted by everyone. It was he who used all his merits to pave the way for you to leave.
If you betray him in the end...what will he do?"
An Qingyu didn't answer. He just stayed silent for a long time and walked forward without looking back.
"An Qingyu!" Zuo Qing's low roar came from the ruins, "If you leave this heaven today, you will no longer be the deputy captain of [Night]! You will no longer be the night watchman of Daxia!
From now on, the gods of Great Xia and us Night Watchmen will hunt you to the ends of the earth!"
Zuo Qing's roar echoed in the dead sky. An Qingyu had no intention of stopping, and his steps were getting faster and faster!
The outline of Nantianmen gradually emerged in the smoke and firelight.
He suddenly stopped.
The beating firelight reflected the majestic Nantian Gate in blood. Under that gate, a figure stood quietly among the ruins of the sea of fire.
That was also a figure wearing a crimson cloak.
Cao Yuan put one hand on the handle of the straight knife at his waist, and his eyes reflected the firelight on the ground. He stared at An Qingyu not far away, his chapped lips slightly opened...
"Where are you going...Vice Captain An?"
Cao Yuan's hoarse voice was mixed with the crackling sound of burning, and two dark red figures stood facing each other in front of the bloody Nantian Gate.
An Qingyu's gray eyes stared forward and spoke calmly:
"You can't persuade me, Cao Yuan."
Cao Yuan's right hand holding the handle of the knife became tighter and tighter, and the joints were extremely pale. He took a deep breath,
"I'm not going to advise you. No one can easily change what you have decided... So, I can only knock you out first, and when Qiye wakes up, you can explain it clearly in front of him."
"You can't beat me."
"If you can't win, you still have to try." Cao Yuan said calmly, "I can't just watch [Night]... fall apart."
Ode——!!
As Cao Yuan drew his sword out of its sheath, dark evil flames soared into the sky!
A black afterimage of a sinister smile passed across the ground, and several blades of evil energy pierced the void and slashed towards An Qingyu's body!