Hearing this, Lin Qiye and others felt warm in their hearts.
Sure enough, no matter what time, Master's "mindscape" could always bring him a full sense of security.
It was like this when I was in Cangnan, and now in the Nordic kingdom of Asgard, it's still like this...
Stab——!
Just as Lin Qiye thought of this, a muffled sound came from the sky in the garden, and a thick tree trunk tore open a corner of the "heartscape" and thrust half of its body into the sky, exuding terrifying fluctuations of divine power.
Master Chen twitched the corner of his mouth and threw the cup in his hand into the sky. As the cup turned into fragments and exploded, the half of the branch was finally shaken out of the "mindscape" and could be clearly seen through the gap.
Arriving, the forest god Vera stared at Lin Qiye with unwilling and angry eyes.
The "mindscape" was quickly repaired, blocking out the furious God of the Forest. Before the gap completely disappeared, a three-pointed, two-edged sword was vaguely seen cutting across the sky, approaching the door facing Vera with terrifying divine power!
"Ahem." Master Chen repaired the "mindscape", and the garden outside the window once again restored the peaceful image of birds singing and the fragrance of flowers. He coughed twice awkwardly, "This... although it can keep you safe, but occasionally there will still be some small glitches...
...Lin Qiye, you should be able to understand, you have experience."
Lin Qiye nodded repeatedly.
When he was in Cangnan, Master Chen was hunted down by Indra in this way. While his "mindscape" was shattered, he frantically repaired it.
"Master Chen, I see there are more and more Nordic gods surrounding us." Jiang Er floated out of the coffin and asked worriedly, "Can we win?"
Master Chen was silent for a moment,
"I don't know about this either...but even if we can't inflict serious damage on Northern Europe, it shouldn't be a problem to escape unscathed."
As Master Chen spoke, he took out several tea sets and placed them in front of everyone in the [Night] team one after another. He also took out a box of tea leaves and began to make tea leisurely.
Soon, cups of fragrant hot tea were handed to everyone.
"Master Chen, I can't drink this." The ghostly Jiang Er sat on a chair, looked at the hot tea in front of him, and said with a wry smile.
Master Chen waved his hand nonchalantly and said, "It's okay, I'll take it as a confession."
Jiang Er:……
Baili Pangpang picked up the tea cup, took a sip, nodded and praised: "This tea is good, although it is still inferior to our mother tree Dahongpao..."
Mr. Chen paused slightly as he drank the tea.
"Lin Qiye, why don't you drink?" Master Chen glared at Baili Pangpang, and then saw Lin Qiye sitting by the window, still sitting silently, and couldn't help but ask.
Lin Qiye looked at the shady green space and flowers outside the window, and shook his head with a wry smile:
"Others are still fighting bloody battles outside, but we can only sit here and drink tea... I just think this is a bit unfair."
An Qingyu and Cao Yuan on the side also did not drink tea, and their expressions were extremely complicated.
Master Chen glanced at them and said helplessly: "Lin Qiye, let me ask you, what is happening outside?"
"...God War?"
"That's right." Master Chen sighed, "The war between gods is a war between gods. Not to mention you, even I am a little unable to do what I want.
You are just a group of young people who have not yet reached the ceiling. You will feel small and helpless in front of the God War. This is normal. After all, you should not be here in the first place...
There is no need to blame yourself for your current powerlessness. The battlefield that belongs to you is not now, but in the future.
Sooner or later, Daxia will need to be defended by young people like you... Then, it will be the turn of us old guys to sit down and drink tea slowly."
Master Chen smiled and drank all the tea in the cup.
His figure stood up from behind the wooden table,
"Sit tight here, I want to go out and meet these Nordic gods."
As soon as the words fell, Master Chen's figure turned into a gray light and disappeared directly into the carriage.
…
Countless black threads intertwined in the air, and Si Xiaonan's figure was outlined, falling towards the ground.
The demon wolf Fenrir bit off the shoulder of a minor god, and blasted several blasts of divine power on the surface of the body, leaving large blood marks.
Its scarlet eyes instantly found the whereabouts of Si Xiaonan in mid-air, and with a low roar, it broke through the blockades of several gods with its physical body, rushed straight towards Si Xiaonan, jumped in the air, and firmly caught the opponent's body.
Si Xiaonan's figure staggered up from Fenrir's back. The dozens of ferocious slash marks behind her healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon returned to their original shape.
She wiped a few strands of blood from the corner of her mouth, and stared at the six Nordic gods in the sky above her, her eyes extremely cold.
"What kind of monster is this..." A Nordic god saw that Si Xiaonan's body was seriously injured enough to bring any major god to the verge of death. He actually recovered in the blink of an eye, his face extremely ugly.
"Is she really not going to die?"
"Even the former Loki, with such an injury, should have lost his life, right?"
"If this continues, we will really be beaten to death by her."
"No, all the felons who escaped from the dungeon have been rounded up and killed. More and more people will come to kill her. Even if she really can't die, she will still be able to use up all her divine power and be imprisoned.
The lowest level of the Abyss Dungeon."
The Nordic gods who surrounded Si Xiaonan listened to everything they said to Si Xiaonan.
She glanced around and saw that the seven or eight minor gods released by Lin Qiye were almost dead. Only the fire god Agni and the frost giant Ymir who were brought out from the bottom were still fighting bloody battles.
"Si Xiaonan, give up your resistance." In the sky, a main god said coldly, "Those Great Xia gods can't protect themselves now. When Lord Saul comes, you will definitely die... Surrender now, we will still see it as a trick
For the sake of the law, I will leave you a way to survive.
This farce must end."
"Is it time to end?" Si Xiaonan raised his eyebrows and raised a cold smile at the corner of his mouth.
"No, the real show... begins now."
Si Xiaonan flicked her fingers, and the black box behind her exploded. A dark golden horn landed steadily in her palm, emitting a mysterious shimmer under the gloomy sky.
The moment they saw this horn, the pupils of many Nordic gods present suddenly shrank!