Chapter 1832
by 林方方Chapter 1832 Hostage
A figure with six gray wings on its back descended from the clouds like lightning.
The once sparkling sea surface had now turned into a swamp, with countless black sludge covering the water. Occasionally, mud bubbles surfaced, creating an extremely disgusting sight.
Shen Qingzhu frowned deeply, his gaze turning toward the other side of the swamp.
The war fortress that once stood proudly above the sea had now been corroded halfway by the sludge. Dense missiles and artillery fire erupted from the outer walls, but upon contact with the endless mud, they seemed to malfunction, silently sinking into the quagmire and disappearing without a trace.
“What’s the status of the Shenlong Fortress survivors?” Shen Qingzhu asked solemnly.
“Although this sludge is strange, it spreads slowly. Except for the first team that went out to resist, the others have basically retreated to the western inner wall. There are almost no casualties…” a voice came through the earpiece.
Shen Qingzhu nodded slightly, switched channels, and asked again:
“What about the other war fortresses?”
“Commander Lin’s Burning Angel avatar has already arrived at Chennan Fortress. The God of Games and the God of Mind have also rushed to the battlefield, temporarily stabilizing the situation, but there are still two Counter-system Gods… difficult to handle.
Although the other human powerhouses have gone to help, the gap between human powerhouses and Counter-system Gods is still too great. It’s hard to compensate with numbers, and they probably won’t last long.”
“What about [Black Goat]?”
“Regarding Xuehang Fortress… a sword flew in from somewhere and now hangs outside the fortress. Currently, [Black Goat] has stopped moving, seemingly very wary of this sword.”
“…I understand.” Shen Qingzhu paused,
“Any news from Erhai?”
“Nothing yet. The dense fog has blocked all electronic signals, but we’ve sent the [Medium] squad in. We should get a response soon.”
Shen Qingzhu made an affirmative sound, thought for a moment, and finally added:
“Send someone to Mount Kunlun to release the Monk of Destiny.”
“Yes.”
As the words fell, Shen Qingzhu directly turned off his communication device. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to maintain contact with headquarters, but as he approached the muddy sea surface, the voice in his earpiece had already become intermittent.
This Counter-system God seemed to have a strong countereffect on modern technology. Even the earlier missiles and artillery didn’t have a chance to explode.
Shen Qingzhu flapped his wings, continuously approaching deeper into the muddy sea. This swamp covered at least a hundred kilometers of sea surface. The gray sky and black mud made this world seem like a wasteland.
Just as Shen Qingzhu narrowed his eyes, vigilantly scanning the muddy sea below, a terrifying mud head had silently emerged from the gray clouds above…
Facing this muddy sea, everyone assumed the Counter-system God must be hiding somewhere beneath the swamp. Who would have thought that its true form was actually among the clouds above?
By the time Shen Qingzhu sensed the danger, that muddy face was already above him!
Boom!!
The muddy, ferocious head opened its giant mouth, fiercely biting down, directly swallowing the gray-winged figure, making him disappear without a trace!
…
Erhai.
Lin Qiye’s expression immediately darkened when he saw the two lightning-shrouded artificial gods before him.
He looked back at An Qingyu, who was stepping through the dense fog, slowly approaching.
“It seems you’re even more eager than I am,” Lin Qiye said coldly.
“I’m just striking first… Would you really let me leave just like that?” An Qingyu pointed at the two artificial gods in front of him,
“You’ve just drained all the blood from your body and are at your weakest. I advise you not to act rashly.”
Crack—!!
Ferocious lightning streaked across the sky, precisely landing on the two artificial gods. Dazzling electric arcs spread across the sky, trapping Lin Qiye within.
Lin Qiye stood amidst the lightning, frowning as he scanned the three figures around him.
Normally, in a one-on-one situation, Lin Qiye was confident he could keep An Qingyu in Great Xia. But now with two additional artificial gods at the main god level, the situation suddenly became serious.
“Even if you successfully trap me here, do you think you can safely walk out of Great Xia?” Lin Qiye asked gravely.
“Of course not,” An Qingyu answered decisively. “That’s why I need to take you with me.”
“If I have the Commander-in-Chief of the Great Xia Night Watchmen as a hostage, even the Mortal Realm Sword Immortal… wouldn’t dare to strike at me, right?”
Lin Qiye’s gaze intensified as he looked again at the two artificial gods before him, understanding dawning in his eyes:
“No wonder… You planned this from the moment I locked you in the Gods’ Mental Hospital? Or was it when you first saw the countdown on Mount Olympus that you prepared everything that followed?”
“Does discussing this matter now?”
Lin Qiye was silent for a moment, then gripped [Zhan Bai], which had returned to its original form within his body, and slowly said, “Indeed. Since we’ve come to this point… nothing matters except the outcome.”
An Qingyu’s gaze fell on the long blade in his hand.
“You still want to resist? Do you think you have any chance of winning?”
“The Commander-in-Chief of the Night Watchmen has no reason to surrender without a fight,” Lin Qiye calmly replied.
Clang—!!
[Zhan Bai] and [God’s Calamity] were unsheathed simultaneously!
Two blade flashes, one after another, streaked directly toward An Qingyu’s neck. The latter seemed prepared for this, instantly forming an ice frost sword in his palm. Gray light flashed in his eyes as he precisely blocked the blade flash from [Zhan Bai].
As for the second blade flash, An Qingyu didn’t try to block it with his weapon, but directly dodged it. The blade cut through the air, slicing only a phantom afterimage.
Seeing this, Lin Qiye’s brows furrowed slightly.
Without a doubt, An Qingyu was one of the people in this world who understood him best. Whether it was [Zhan Bai] or [God’s Calamity], what abilities they had, how to counter them, whether they could be withstood head-on—he knew it all clearly.
Just as Lin Qiye prepared to pursue with his blade, Yu Er and Yu Si flew in from left and right. Brilliant lightning instantly engulfed Lin Qiye’s form, and an earth-shattering explosion echoed over Erhai!
As the aftershocks of the main god-level attack dissipated in mid-air, a deep red shadow rushed out again. Apart from some charring on his skin, there were no serious injuries.
Lin Qiye, holding both blades, moved rapidly between the dense lightning. Strands of cause-and-effect threads floated out from the end of his deep red cloak, surging toward the three figures.
At this moment, An Qingyu seemed to sense something. His gray eyes swept over a certain spot in the void, and his form retreated further away!
Several cause-and-effect threads immediately missed their target.
He can see causality?
Lin Qiye’s keen vision captured this scene, and he was secretly shocked.
But he soon realized this wasn’t the case… An Qingyu’s gaze wandered through the void, not precisely falling on the position of the causality threads, but rather as if he was wary of something.