"Jialan is not the first victim in this chess game, Michael, Zuo Qing, they are all!
Although Michael's combat power can bring great benefits to the current chess game, after you become a Seraph, you will play a far greater role than him in the future... So Michael must die, the complete Seraph.
The law must also fall into your hands.
Zuo Qing's role in this chess game is minimal. As a gardener, his mission has been completed. The abandonment of this chess piece can bring us more resources and draw the most perfect ending to his life.
!
It is precisely because of the sacrifices of the two of them that we can advance this chess game to this point, isn't it?"
As Fate Monk's words fell, Lin Qiye's mind suddenly flashed back to the back of the seraph on the moon that had been watching the earth for hundreds of years, and the man who lit the moon... Their deaths were actually caused by Fate Monk's death.
Planned?
Lin Qiye's chest rose and fell violently, and a nameless rage burned.
He looked at the face that was exactly the same as his, but contained no emotion at all. Unprecedented disgust arose in his heart. He suddenly clenched his right fist and hit the fateful monk in the face!
The fateful monk did not dodge, even though the punch directly made his cheeks bloody, his eyes were still as calm as dead water.
He looked at the furious Lin Qiye in front of him and spoke calmly,
"Do you know? You separated [Defined Fruit] and created my existence, which is the most correct decision you have made in the past two thousand years... You are dragged down by your feelings and cannot bear to abandon any chess piece. It is simply impossible.
Win the Three Pillars of God.
Without me, mankind would be destroyed at this moment... Do you believe it or not?"
"So, you have already made all your plans, but you just didn't tell me?"
"Our division of labor was determined two thousand years ago. You are responsible for making the chess pieces, and I am responsible for playing chess... You only let me win this game of chess, but you didn't ask what the price would be."
The fateful monk looked into Lin Qiye's eyes and spoke slowly, "If humans no longer exist, why is there any need to continue this game of chess... This is what you said to me."
Lin Qiye looked at the fateful monk and opened his mouth to argue, but couldn't say anything...
"Qiye, he's right." Jialan's voice came from the side,
Lin Qiye's body trembled, and he turned to look at her. The latter's eyes were full of seriousness, "Winning this game of chess is the long-cherished wish of all of us... Michael, Commander Zuo, and even the Marquis, Mr.
Yang Wan, they all gave their lives for this,
You can’t let this chess game that was finally won be completely ruined here because of me.”
"No, no... Jialan, you..."
Lin Qiye felt that his brain was in chaos. He was trying hard to think of something to persuade, when a pair of warm lips pressed against his mouth again.
Looking at Jialan who threw himself into his arms, Lin Qiye's body seemed to be electrocuted and froze in place. A thought rushed out of his mind crazily. He stretched out his hands to hug Jialan, but the latter was so light.
He took a few steps back.
"Jialan! Don't do anything stupid. If there is another way..."
Seeing Jia Lan's determined eyes, a heartbreaking pain appeared in Lin Qiye's heart. He knew what Jia Lan wanted to do and immediately wanted to keep her.
Two thousand years of waiting... He had finally looked forward to the day when he and Jialan would achieve perfection, but he had to watch the one he loved being refined into elixirs with his own eyes, even if he was wearing the hardest and closest body to eternity in the world.
, and his heart was shattered.
But before he could make any move, a black light flew out from Monk Fate's sleeve and turned into a cage, trapping Lin Qiye's body in it.
At the same time, threads of cause and effect extended from nothingness and wrapped around the surface of the cage, completely cutting off his connection with Seraph's clone.
Lin Qiye's pupils trembled slightly, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the fateful monk:
"Fate! What do you want to do?!"
"This is what I should be asking you." Fateful Monk clasped his hands together, "I can't let your whims ruin the future of this chess game..."
Since the fateful monk prepared Jialan as a back-up, he would naturally take Lin Qiye's reaction into account. He was separated from Lin Qiye's body and possesses all of Lin Qiye's memories. Even without any calculation, he is sure that Lin Qiye will
Qiye couldn't possibly let Jialan die.
This cage was what he prepared for Lin Qiye.
"Do you think you can stop me just by relying on this cage?!" Lin Qiye pressed his hands on the surface of the black cage, and surging power rolled out of his body!
"With this cage, of course it can't stop you...but what about her?"
Before Monk Fate finished speaking, a jade hand gently pressed against the outside of the cage. A ray of light attached to the cage. No matter how hard Lin Qiye tried, he could not shake it at all!
【immortal】.
Looking at Jialan who was outside the cage, Lin Qiye froze on the spot.
Of course, an iron cage can't stop Lin Qiye from saving his beloved, but his beloved... can.
Two lines of clear tears fell down the corners of Jialan's eyes. She looked at the astonished Lin Qiye and said softly: "Qiye, do you know? The past few minutes have fulfilled all my expectations and wishes for the past two thousand years.
Meeting, hugging, kissing, proposing, and this ring... I am really happy. Although there is no wedding, I should be considered your bride, right?
Pangpang told me before that after getting married, the groom must obey the bride. If I tell you to go east, you can’t go west. If I don’t allow you to go out and fool around, you are not allowed to go.
If you go out and fool around, I won't stop you from now on.
But this time, just this time...can you just stay here?"
Under Jialan's almost pleading tone, tears flowed out of Lin Qiye's eyes uncontrollably. He stretched his palm out of the gap in the prison cage, trying to hold Jialan's hand, but failed.
Jialan wiped away the tears with his sleeves, squeezed a smile from the corner of his mouth, and said while retreating:
"My life should have ended more than two thousand years ago. It was you who fed me the [Immortality Pill] and allowed me to experience this period of happiness and love that should not have been mine.
Now, it’s time to get everything back on track..."
As a stream of light turned and crossed the sky, Lin Qiye's eyes suddenly widened. He roared and hammered the cage crazily. The terrifying force of the shock made his fists drip with blood quickly, but he could not shake it.
The power of [Immortal] above is not there at all!
At the same time, Si Xiaonan's figure appeared in the sky above Lin Qiye and others.
She looked at the fateful monk, and then stared blankly at the painful and crazy Lin Qiye in the cage, her lips slightly pursed, her expression extremely complicated...
"Is this the move that belongs to me..."
Si Xiaonan glanced at the white chess piece in his palm, took a deep breath, and turned into a stream of light, following Jialan and rushing towards the heaven.