After the battle at the border was over, Lin Qiye immediately controlled the Seraphim clones to join them at Jianlu.
Anyway, the main body was in a "hostage" situation, so he didn't need to worry too much. He just had to follow An Qingyu. Compared with that, it was more important to stop Zhou Ping.
If Zhou Ping saw that he had been kidnapped, and suddenly activated [Liu Li's Pure Heart], fell into a state of rage, and used three swords to save him... that would be a huge loss.
Seeing that Zhou Ping had been stabilized by the fateful monk, Lin Qiye breathed a sigh of relief. After everyone chatted for a while, the two of them walked out of the Sword House.
"What were the casualties in this attack?" Seraph Lin Qiye asked.
"The casualties of ordinary people are almost zero, but the damage to the top combat power is still quite serious." The fateful monk spoke slowly,
"Chen Han, Wu Quan, Chen Fuzi, and Shao Pingge were imprisoned on the ceiling of five human beings, and they forcibly blocked the two gods. Although they were delayed for a while, they were all seriously injured. It would be difficult to do so in a short time.
recover.
The quagmire K-type god encountered at Shenlongguan should be the strongest among the K-type gods. After Shen Qingzhu's battle, his divine power was almost exhausted, and he is still unconscious...
Including Wang Mian and Lu Wuwei, who have just returned from Antarctica and are still seriously injured, almost half of Daxia's top combat power is now dormant."
Seraph Lin Qiye's brows furrowed more and more tightly.
"This is not an option if we continue like this... If the Ke system launches another attack, Daxia will be in danger."
"That's right, we currently have too few chess pieces at our disposal." Monk Fate nodded, "And according to this situation, even if your body has found the location of the Ke system gods and mastered their secrets, with our current manpower,
It's also difficult to break into their base camp."
The two walked thoughtfully for a moment, but Lin Qiye still stopped.
"It seems that I have to go to Antarctica this time."
"Antarctica?" Monk Fate raised his eyebrows.
Lin Qiye had just returned from Olympus before, so he beat him up and threw him into the Kunlun Mountains. He didn't understand the existence of the Antarctic and the Time Maze.
After listening to Lin Qiye's retelling, Monk Fate nodded slightly,
"Yes, the only person in Daxia who has the highest combat power now is the Red Dust Sword Immortal, but his sword can only be used three times and cannot be used unless it is absolutely necessary... If we can crack the time maze and bring back the goddess of night, Nyx, we will be under pressure
It will slow down a lot.
Moreover, it is said that when Nyx left Olympus, there were several main gods who followed her. If they can join forces with us, they can also make up for the lack of main god-level combat power and kill two birds with one stone."
The fateful monk turned to look at Lin Qiye, "Who do you plan to take with you?"
"I won't take anyone with me." Seraph Lin Qiye said calmly, "Now there is a lack of top-level combat power. If I take another person away, who will guard Daxia?"
"You go by yourself? Your body is still being held hostage by An Qingyu. Can you come here if you are busy?"
"Yes." He said decisively.
After the words fell, he was silent for a moment, and his golden eyes looked at the fateful monk, exuding a sense of majesty.
"This clone is going to the Antarctic, and Shen Qingzhu is seriously injured and comatose... Now only you can temporarily take care of the night watchman. Don't do unnecessary things during my absence, do you understand?"
The fateful monk looked directly into that oppressive gaze and said nothing, but his eyes seemed to have said everything.
Seraph Lin Qiye sighed helplessly in his heart.
It is impossible to change the thinking logic and way of the fateful monk. Fortunately, Olympus has been destroyed now, and the gods will not come again in the short term. Even if they are to come, their own body should be able to know the information in advance.
, at worst, the clone will come back at full speed when the time comes.
Lin Qiye gave a few more instructions to the fateful monk, and the snow-white wings behind him spread out. With a strong shake, his body turned into a golden stream of light and disappeared from the sky.
…
Mist.
An Qingyu narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw that Zhou Ping's sword was not struck in the end.
He turned to look at Lin Qiye beside him, a faint light flickering in the depths of his eyes. After a moment, he raised his palm and pressed it against Lin Qiye.
The temperature around Lin Qiye dropped rapidly, and gray ice and snow emerged from his body surface, making it difficult to move.
He frowned slightly, "What? You used me to leave Daxia and you want to get rid of me?"
"I said, I won't kill you...but there are some things along the way that it's better you don't see." An Qingyu replied calmly.
As the gray ice and snow became thicker and thicker, the heavy ice layer sealed Lin Qiye's body inside. Lin Qiye hesitated for a moment, but did not resist, letting the ice layers submerge him.
Not long after, a heavy gray ice coffin appeared in mid-air.
An Qingyu brought this ice coffin to a strait. He touched the sea with his toes, and the world seemed to turn around him.
In just a blink of an eye, they came to the mirror image of the strait.
After arriving here, An Qingyu relaxed slightly and waved his hand. Yu Er and Yu Si immediately turned into two gray-skinned mice and disappeared into the ground.
He himself took the ice coffin and stepped onto one of the cliffs. Passing through the dense fog wall, he found a huge laboratory and corpse collection hall.
An Qingyu continued to move forward expressionlessly, passing through a foggy wall again, and a hill covered with maple trees appeared in front of him...
…
The cold has subsided and the frost has melted.
When Lin Qiye opened his eyes again, he was already on a hard bed.
When he saw the familiar ceiling above his head, he was startled for a moment, then sat up suddenly and quickly glanced around.
His pupils shrank slightly!
here it is……
Lin Qiye got up and walked out quickly.
Pushing open the door, the first thing you see is a fiery red. Countless maple leaves are piled on the old courtyard floor. Even the fish pond in the courtyard is covered with pavement. It looks like it has not been taken care of for a long time.
The house he was in was a guest room on the south side of the courtyard. There was a maple tree against the wall in front of the door. Under the maple tree, a simple and elegant stone table was placed quietly.
Everything in front of him was so familiar, every plant and tree was exactly the same as in his memory. Just standing here, he seemed to be able to hear the voice of the past:
"...It's true that with Jiang Er here, we can definitely walk sideways in the school."
"…"
"Philosophy? Why philosophy?"
"…"
"The dignified Daxia [Night] team is not even afraid of outside gods, but is it afraid of mathematics?"
"…"
"Old Cao, please clean up the house."
"…"
"???I'm the one taking care of it again?"
"…"
Lin Qiye was stunned for a long time. His eyes continued to look into the distance. In the distance was not the Shangjing City in his memory, but a towering foggy wall...
This is not Daxia, nor is it Shangjing.
This is a small courtyard in the capital that was reproduced one to one by An Qingyu in Cthulhu's lair.