Lin Qiye glanced at the causes and effects on the list, and his hand holding the paper became tighter and tighter.
In this world, there are only two people who can see cause and effect, one is the fateful monk, and the other is him... [Unprovoked cause] is at the same level as [determined effect], and even the fateful monk cannot deceive his eyes.
The victims represented by these names were indeed dead. The remaining two hundred people were also on the verge of death and would never be able to make it to Olympus.
"So, their purpose from the beginning was to kill ordinary people to vent their anger?" Lin Qiye's eyes were filled with rage, "These beasts...!!!"
Senran's killing intent was raging crazily, and the fateful monk opened his mouth to say something. Lin Qiye roared again at the nothingness beside him:
"Shut up!"
The fateful monk was stunned.
Without saying a word, Lin Qiye first sank his consciousness into the Mental Hospital of the Gods and hacked to death [Chaos] who was always chatting aside. Then he returned to reality, his face so gloomy that he could shed tears.
Monk Fate also realized that the words he just said were not meant for him, so he asked:
"What are you going to do?"
The anger on Lin Qiye's face gradually subsided, and he soon returned to his former calm, but in his eyes, wisps of cold light could be faintly seen.
Lin Qiye wanted to kill Olympus, and his first purpose was to save people... But now that the people are dead, there is only endless hatred between them and Olympus. Since it is revenge, if they are not crushed,
If you don't have the confidence to do so, rushing to Olympus is an absolute risk, with no benefit at all.
He thought for a moment and then spoke solemnly:
"Then wait three more days...three days later, Olympus will be bloody!"
Seeing this, Monk Fate finally relaxed a little. He nodded slightly, "Since you are back, I will leave these tasks to you. I will come back to you in three days."
The fateful monk walked out of the office, closed the door, and walked slowly towards the end of the corridor.
The dim sunset fell on the muddy cassock. His shadow walked between light and darkness. His long fingertips reached into his arms and slowly pulled out another list...
He glanced at the list, flicked it, and the latter turned into debris all over the sky, drifting away with the breeze without a trace.
"Don't blame me... everything is for the final victory."
…
Olympus.
Under the low dark clouds, a huge "three", like a sword of Damocles that controls destiny, hangs above the head of every Greek god.
Hades, the king of Hades, wore a black robe and walked into a dark palace. Scarlet blood spattered all over the floor tiles and had condensed into scabs.
In the deepest part of the palace, a blood-stained figure was hanging on an iron frame, with his head lowered, as if dead.
"How is it?" Hades's voice sounded low.
"Still didn't say anything." A sinister figure wearing armor, holding a whip full of thorns in his hand, spoke respectfully.
"Looks like a tough guy."
Hades chuckled, walked up to the figure, held her chin with one hand, and slowly raised it...
Xia Simeng's eyes were covered with blood, and her eyelashes were stuck together. She looked at the man in front of her through the bloody gap, and the corners of her pale mouth were slightly raised.
"Haha... Isn't this the famous Hades... He actually came to visit me when he had time... Why didn't you bring some gifts?"
"Gift? What gift do you want?"
"For example, when we invaded Daxia, the front teeth were knocked out? Hahahaha..."
Xia Simeng's arrogant laughter echoed in the palace. Hades's eyes instantly turned cold. His slender fingertips strangled Xia Simeng's throat. The laughter stopped suddenly, and there was a cold air.
It penetrated into Xia Simeng's body along the fingertips, dyeing her neck with purple.
"I don't want to talk nonsense with you... Since you are Athena's agent, has she looked for you in the past few years? Where has she followed Nyx?" Hades's voice was extremely cold.
Xia Simeng's pupils gradually dilated, she opened her mouth and spoke hoarsely:
"No……"
Hades frowned and asked again, "Since you are Athena's agent, your position in the Night Watch of Daxia is not low... Let me ask you, what are the recent actions of Daxia? Apart from those few human gods, you
Besides, what other trump cards are there?”
Xia Simeng's face was ashen, as if she could finally withstand the erosion of Pluto's power, she muttered something, but she couldn't really hear it.
Hades released his palm and moved closer to Xia Simeng, "What did you say?"
"I...said...Daxia...recently...will..."
Upon hearing these vague words, Hades's eyes lit up slightly.
"Give me a holiday...ten days...no...twenty days..."
Hades was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses and stared at Xia Simeng in front of him, "Are you kidding me?!"
Xia Simeng burst out laughing, not looking like she was dying just now, her eyes were full of sarcasm.
Anger burned in Hades's eyes. He snatched the whip from the guard beside him and whipped Xia Simeng crazily. The cold thorns cut open the flesh, and dripping blood splashed in the palace!
But Xia Simeng just clenched her teeth, like a tense corpse, not knowing what the pain was.
After whipping for half a minute, Xia Simeng's breath had almost disappeared. Hades slowly stopped the long whip in his hand, his undulating chest gradually calmed down, and he glanced at her coldly,
"Throw her back into the cage. Don't let her die. Drag her out and beat her tomorrow!"
As soon as the words fell, Hades' figure turned into a shadow and disappeared into the palace.
The guard followed the instructions and untied the dying Xia Simeng from the iron frame. There was a pop and he collapsed to the ground like mud. He grabbed Xia Simeng's hair with one hand and lifted it like garbage.
Before being dragged into a huge prison.
The shape of this cage is very strange. From a distance, it looks like a birdcage made of gold. It is elegant and solid. Even the hazy gray mist is blocked outside the cage. It looks like the residence of some divine bird.
But at this moment, this golden birdcage was filled with humans in darkness.
These unkempt humans huddled together in different parts of the birdcage. At a glance, there were thousands of them.
At this moment, at the edge of the birdcage, several injured girls were looking silently in the direction of the palace. As the guards dragged Xia Simeng out of the pool of blood, their pupils suddenly shrank, and they subconsciously wanted to stand up, but
He still suppressed his figure and curled up in place pretending to be fine.
squeak——
The guard opened the door of the birdcage, threw Xia Simeng in, wiped the blood on his hands in disgust, closed the door and turned around to leave.
After confirming that he had gone far, the girls rushed forward and picked up Xia Simeng, who was covered in blood: