Chapter 1836
by 林方方Chapter 1836 Beijing Courtyard
The battle at the border ended, and Lin Qiye immediately controlled his Seraph avatar to rendezvous with the Sword Lodge.
After all, his original body was in a “hostage” state, which didn’t require much attention from him. He just needed to follow An Qingyu. Compared to that, stopping Zhou Ping was more important.
If Zhou Ping saw him being taken away and suddenly activated [Glazed Innocent Heart] in anger, unleashing three sword strikes to save him… that would be a huge loss.
Seeing that Zhou Ping had been stabilized by Destiny Monk, Lin Qiye breathed a sigh of relief. After chatting briefly, the two of them walked out of the Sword Lodge.
“How are the casualties from this attack?” Seraph Lin Qiye asked.
“Civilian casualties are almost zero, but our top fighters suffered quite serious damage,” Destiny Monk slowly replied.
“Chen Han, Wu Quan, Professor Chen, Shao Pingge, and Guan Zai, our five human powerhouses, forcibly blocked two Cthulhu gods. Although they held them off for a while, they all sustained serious injuries and will take time to recover.
The Swamp Cthulhu God encountered at Chenlong Pass was probably the strongest among them. After the great battle, Shen Qingzhu’s divine power was nearly depleted, and he remains unconscious…
Counting Wang Mian and Lu Wuwei, who just returned from Antarctica with serious injuries, almost half of Great Xia’s top combat power is now out of commission.”
Seraph Lin Qiye’s brow furrowed deeper.
“This can’t continue… if the Cthulhu side launches another attack, Great Xia will be in danger.”
“Exactly, we have too few pieces to move right now,” Destiny Monk nodded. “And given the situation, even if your original body finds where the Cthulhu Gods are and discovers their secrets, we don’t have enough manpower to break through their headquarters.”
After walking in silence for a moment, Lin Qiye stopped.
“It seems I have no choice but to go to Antarctica.”
“Antarctica?” Destiny Monk raised an eyebrow.
When Lin Qiye had just returned from Olympus, he had beaten Destiny Monk severely and thrown him onto Kunlun Mountain, so the monk knew nothing about Antarctica and the Time Labyrinth.
After hearing Lin Qiye’s explanation, Destiny Monk nodded slightly.
“Indeed. Currently, Great Xia’s only supreme fighter is the Mortal Realm Sword Immortal, but his sword can only be drawn three times and shouldn’t be used unless absolutely necessary… If we can break through the Time Labyrinth and bring back Nyx, the Goddess of Night, our pressure would be greatly reduced.
Moreover, it’s said that when Nyx left Olympus, several major gods followed her. If they join forces with us, they could make up for our lack of god-level combat power. It would be killing two birds with one stone.”
Destiny Monk turned to look at Lin Qiye, “Who do you plan to take with you?”
“No one,” Seraph Lin Qiye said calmly. “We’re already short on top fighters. If I take people with me, who will defend Great Xia?”
“You’re going alone? Your original body is still a hostage with An Qingyu. Can you manage?”
“Yes,” he answered decisively.
After speaking, he fell silent for a moment. His golden eyes looked at Destiny Monk, emanating an aura of authority.
“This avatar will go to Antarctica, and Shen Qingzhu is seriously injured… only you can temporarily manage the Night Watchers. Don’t do anything unnecessary while I’m gone, understand?”
Destiny Monk stared directly back at that imposing gaze without speaking, but his eyes seemed to say everything.
Seraph Lin Qiye sighed inwardly in resignation.
It was impossible to change Destiny Monk’s way of thinking and methods. Fortunately, Olympus had fallen, and the Cthulhu Gods wouldn’t attack again in the short term. Even if they did, his original body should be able to get the information in advance, and at worst, his avatar could rush back at full speed.
After giving Destiny Monk a few more instructions, Lin Qiye spread his snow-white wings, flapped them powerfully, and disappeared into the horizon as a streak of golden light.
…
In the Mist.
An Qingyu saw that Zhou Ping’s sword strike wasn’t executed in the end, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
He turned to look at Lin Qiye beside him, light flickering in the depths of his eyes. After a moment, he raised his hand and made a pressing motion toward Lin Qiye from a distance.
The temperature around Lin Qiye dropped rapidly. Gray ice and snow appeared on his body, making even movement difficult.
He frowned slightly, “What’s this? Now that you’ve taken me outside Great Xia’s borders, you want to eliminate me?”
“I said I wouldn’t kill you… but there are some things on this journey that you’d better not see,” An Qingyu replied calmly.
As the gray ice and snow grew thicker, the heavy ice layers encased Lin Qiye’s body. Lin Qiye hesitated for a moment but didn’t resist, allowing the ice to engulf him.
Soon, a heavy gray ice coffin appeared in mid-air.
An Qingyu carried this ice coffin to a strait, lightly tapping his toes on the sea surface. The world seemed to flip around him.
In the blink of an eye, they arrived at the mirror image of this strait.
Once there, An Qingyu’s expression relaxed slightly. He waved his hand, and Fish Two and Fish Four immediately transformed into two gray-skinned rats, burrowing into the ground and disappearing.
He himself carried the ice coffin up one side of the cliff, passed through a thick mist wall, and entered a vast laboratory and corpse collection hall.
An Qingyu continued forward expressionlessly, passing through another mist wall. A small mountain covered with maple trees appeared before him…
…
The cold dissipated, and the frost melted.
When Lin Qiye opened his eyes again, he found himself lying on a hard bed.
Seeing the familiar ceiling above, he was startled, then abruptly sat up, his gaze quickly scanning his surroundings.
His pupils contracted slightly!
This place was…
Lin Qiye got up and walked quickly toward the door.
Opening it, the first thing he saw was a sea of red. Countless maple leaves covered the ground of the old courtyard, even filling the fish pond, suggesting it hadn’t been maintained for a long time.
The room he was in was a guest room on the south side of the courtyard. In front of the door, against the wall, stood a maple tree, and beneath it sat an elegant stone table.
Everything before him was so familiar, every blade of grass and every tree exactly as he remembered. Just standing there, he could almost hear the voices from the past:
“…That’s right, with Jiang Er around, we can walk through school like we own it.”
“…”
“Philosophy? Why philosophy?”
“…”
“The mighty Great Xia [Nightfall] team, not afraid of outer gods, but afraid of mathematics?”
“…”
“Old Cao, clean up the house.”
“…”
“??? Why am I cleaning again?”
“…”
Lin Qiye stood frozen for a long time. His gaze continued to look into the distance, where instead of the Beijing City he remembered, there stood a towering wall of mist…
This wasn’t Great Xia, nor was it Beijing.
This was a perfect one-to-one replica of the Beijing courtyard, created by An Qingyu within the Cthulhu lair.