Chapter 1846
by 林方方Chapter 1846 Lina
Deep beneath the starry sky, Lin Qiye slowly carved the characters “-97” on the ground.
Looking back, the ice surface around him was almost covered with various numbers. These numbers intersected with each other, each leading to different times.
The “incurable” property of the Amanomurakumo sword made every carved mark nearly eternal. These numbers were the “anchors” Lin Qiye dropped in the maze. With these “anchors” in place, he would never get lost.
And if nothing unexpected happened, Number 22 and the others should have completely lost their way in the time maze by now…
“I was hoping they could be more useful… what a pity.” Lin Qiye sighed.
Lin Qiye looked at the number markings around him and chose a direction to continue forward.
Through these thousands of numerical markings, Lin Qiye had vaguely figured out the pattern of this maze. The time sequence here wasn’t completely chaotic. All positions leading to the “past” were actually converging in the same direction.
For example, around Lin Qiye now, there were three number markings: “-97”, “-41”, and “-50.5”, each leading in different directions. According to Lin Qiye’s numbering rule, the larger the number after the “-“, the more ancient the time it led to. The more ancient the direction chosen, the more precisely subsequent times would point toward the “past”.
Lin Qiye chose the direction of “-97”, and unsurprisingly, he arrived at the oldest time point so far. When he looked back, all number markings had disappeared.
He carved the number “-98” on the ice surface beneath him.
Then came “-99”, “-100”, “-101″… In other words, Lin Qiye had found the path leading to the “past” in this time maze.
Actually, at the very beginning, Lin Qiye had also tried to find the direction to the “future”, but no matter how he walked, the largest number marking he could find was only “3”. Perhaps in this maze, there was no direction leading to the “future” at all.
Lin Qiye passed through the “-103” position and continued forward. Everything around him was completely different from when he first entered the maze.
Lin Qiye knew he was in the “past”, but didn’t know exactly how far back this “past” was. Was it a few months ago? A few years ago? Or had he gone back more than a decade?
“Mother… where are you exactly?” Lin Qiye muttered as he moved forward.
Just as Lin Qiye took another step forward, the scene before his eyes suddenly changed!
On the previously empty ice plain, a small ice mountain suddenly appeared. The surface of this mountain was covered with cracks, as if it had been struck by something. At the foot of this ice mountain, a huge shadow remained motionless.
“Who’s there?”
A vigilant voice came from the giant shadow.
Almost simultaneously, Lin Qiye raised the Amanomurakumo sword, divine power surging into the blade, about to strike, but his form suddenly paused in place.
From between the black shadows, a masked girl suddenly flashed out, holding a broken sword, her eyes equally full of vigilance.
When she saw Lin Qiye, her eyes narrowed slightly:
“It’s you…”
At this moment, Lin Qiye finally saw clearly the giant shadow under the ice mountain. It was the wolf Fenrir, dragged out from the icy water. And the masked girl was the leader of [Hidden God] who called herself the “God of Trickery,” Si Xiaonan.
She had entered the time maze first, and unexpectedly had already penetrated this deep. It was unclear whether it was pure luck or if she had found a method like Lin Qiye.
“You’re not Si Xiaonan. Who are you?” Lin Qiye calmly asked.
“Why should I tell you?”
“I saved your life.”
“I never asked you to save me.”
Lin Qiye narrowed his eyes at the masked girl before him. Surging divine power once again filled the Amanomurakumo sword, and an aura of world-destroying power filled every inch of space.
“If you don’t tell me… I’ll kill you.”
The girl: …
Under the terrifying divine pressure of the Burning Angel, the girl hesitated for a moment, then silently removed her mask.
The mask seemed to have the effect of isolating auras. The moment it was removed, the girl before him seemed like a different person. She was a girl about the same age as Si Xiaonan, but with Western features. Her gaze was extremely sharp, like a honed knife, constantly emitting a dangerous aura.
At this moment, Lin Qiye could clearly sense that the girl before him was not a god… but a human.
“You’re human?” Lin Qiye asked in surprise.
How could a human tame the wolf Fenrir and disguise herself as the “God of Trickery” to lead [Hidden God]?
“Yes,” the girl calmly replied.
“What’s your name?”
“Lina Perin.”
“Are you a divine proxy?”
“Proxy? I’m not such a lowly thing.” Lina shook her head. “I am the legitimate heir of the ancient King Arthur, not on the same level as those proxies. However, they don’t seem to understand my existence, and even grouped me with them as something called… the [Ten Imperial Guards]?”
“[Ten Imperial Guards]?”
Hearing this familiar name, Lin Qiye’s heart stirred. “Where did they rank you?”
“First, of course.” Lina spoke proudly. “I never wanted to be part of such a trivial title in the first place. If I wasn’t ranked first, it would be an insult to King Arthur… In that case, I would have had to kill all the [Ten Imperial Guards] to restore King Arthur’s honor.”
Heir of King Arthur…
Lin Qiye clearly remembered that King Arthur was the knight from English mythology who was assisted by Merlin. Although English mythology had long declined, judging from Merlin’s power, Arthur’s strength must have been at a terrifyingly high level, definitely of the highest caliber.
Lin Qiye still didn’t quite understand what difference there was between this so-called heir and a proxy.
But that wasn’t important anymore… For Lin Qiye now, he had long transcended the ranks of proxies. His level was far above that.
“If that’s the case, where is King Arthur now?” Lin Qiye asked.
“He disappeared long ago in the river of time, along with English mythology.” Lina pointed to her chest. “However, I am his heir, so he is forever here within me.”
Lin Qiye looked at the mask in her hand.
“If you’re the proud first of the [Ten Imperial Guards], why disguise yourself as Si Xiaonan? I remember that before Si Xiaonan became the God of Trickery, she was ranked fifth among the [Ten Imperial Guards], right?”