Chapter 1867
by 林方方Chapter 1867 Nyx’s Killing Intent
Hearing these words, No. 22’s face instantly turned ashen.
When Lin Qiye was held back by An Qingyu earlier, Vishnu forcibly escaped despite Nyx’s attempts to stop him, naturally causing quite a commotion.
During this time, No. 22 had also appealed to Vishnu for help, but despite his thousand pleas, Vishnu merely gave him a cold glance before leaving without looking back… leaving him alone trapped in the ice, like a lamb awaiting slaughter.
No. 22 took a deep breath, his speech no longer carrying its previous arrogance, and said in a deep voice, “Lin Qiye, how about we make a deal?”
“A deal?”
“Including me, the [Divine Paradise] still has two main god-level beings and more than ten lesser gods. If you let me go back, I’ll bring them all under Great Xia’s command. How about it?”
Lin Qiye looked at him expressionlessly, not bothering to answer this foolish proposal.
“If you don’t trust me, you can come back with me… If you have any contractual oath methods, I can accept them all, really.” No. 22 immediately added when he saw Lin Qiye’s unfavorable expression.
Lin Qiye still remained silent.
“You’re right… the gods of [Divine Paradise] are all foreign enemies to your Great Xia. If you’re unwilling to accept them, that’s fine. I can guide you!
I am the Holy Lord of [Divine Paradise]. With some methods, I can make them all lose their resistance. This way, you can kill them all without any casualties on your side, completely eliminating this future trouble!” Seeing that defection wouldn’t work, No. 22 immediately betrayed his subordinates, directly selling the lives of more than ten gods under his command to save his own skin.
Lin Qiye’s eyebrows raised slightly.
To be honest, No. 22’s proposal did tempt him a bit.
This subtle change in expression was caught by No. 22, instantly giving him hope. He immediately pressed on:
“Without [Divine Paradise], and without [King’s Scepter] and [King’s Sword], I’m just a useless person. No matter how much I struggle, I couldn’t possibly pose a threat to Great Xia… If you’re still worried, I can acknowledge you as my adoptive father, serve you like an ox or horse, do anything!”
Hearing the words “adoptive father,” Lin Qiye twitched almost imperceptibly. This title sounded awkward no matter how he heard it, not like something that would end well…
“Sorry, I have no interest in adopting sons,” Lin Qiye calmly replied. “Besides, to destroy [Divine Paradise], I don’t need your methods… I alone am enough.”
No. 22’s heart sank, his mind racing rapidly, still wanting to say something, when a figure draped in a starry gauze dress slowly approached.
“Philotes…”
Nyx gazed at the skin that No. 22 wore on his body, her eyes somewhat vacant.
Seeing this scene, Lin Qiye hesitated for a moment, then lowered the Amenonuhoko sword he had raised.
He stepped back half a pace and softly said to Nyx: “Mother, I have another friend in the safety passage. I’ll go bring her back… As for this guy, I’ll leave him to you.”
Nyx saw Lin Qiye’s gaze and seemed to understand his intention. After a long silence, she nodded.
“Good… thank you.”
Lin Qiye gave No. 22 one last look, then turned and walked away.
He wasn’t worried that Nyx would show womanly mercy and let No. 22 go or anything like that. After all, this was Nyx, the Goddess of Night who could single-handedly storm Olympus with just a sword to avenge her child… He believed that No. 22 would suffer far more in Nyx’s hands than in his own.
Once Lin Qiye had walked far away, the calmness in Nyx’s eyes completely receded, replaced by an extreme, icy coldness!
No. 22’s gaze met Nyx’s, and his body trembled uncontrollably.
He certainly knew that the person before him was Nyx, the mother of the skin he was wearing. Even with his toes, No. 22 could imagine what Nyx must be feeling now, seeing her daughter desecrated in such a manner.
“Spare me… spare me!” Terror unprecedented appeared in No. 22’s eyes. “I didn’t mean to… I really didn’t mean to! I’ll do anything you want, I…”
Before No. 22 could finish speaking, this world fell into complete darkness, and his pleas instantly turned into miserable screams!
What happened afterward, Lin Qiye didn’t know. When he returned with Lina, Nyx was waiting for him alone at the original spot. Apart from slightly reddened eyes, there was nothing unusual about her. She smiled slightly at him.
Lin Qiye didn’t ask much. From the scattered limbs on the ground, it was clear that No. 22 was thoroughly dead.
With the remnants of the Gate of Truth moved, the apex of the time light cone disappeared. The originally shattered and chaotic time fragments gradually returned to their original state. On the vast ice field, a group of gods with hollow eyes, resembling walking corpses, appeared one after another.
These were all members of [Divine Paradise] who had initially followed No. 22 into the labyrinth.
Seeing time return to normal, these gods had no idea what had happened. After looking around, hope suddenly flashed in their eyes. But before they could get excited, a cold voice came from afar:
“Kill them all… except the one in the corner.”
A shade of night engulfed the sky, and two graceful figures flew out. Under the siege of Lin Qiye, Athena, and others, these gods of [Divine Paradise] didn’t even last a minute before being completely annihilated, leaving only Kubera trembling in the corner.
Kubera, watching this one-sided slaughter, was completely dumbfounded. He didn’t know where those two formidable main gods had come from, nor did he understand how Lin Qiye had suddenly become so fierce. All he knew was that when he came to his senses, he was the only one left standing alone on the ice field.
“Kubera.” Lin Qiye shook the blood off the Amenonuhoko sword and spoke solemnly.
“…What, what do you want to do?”
Kubera had never seen such a situation. He was just the God of Wealth, not skilled in combat, and [Divine Paradise] had long corrupted his mind. At this moment, he couldn’t muster any thought of resistance.
Lin Qiye looked him up and down. “You know where [Divine Paradise] is, right?”
Kubera was stunned, instinctively wanting to say he didn’t know, but then Lin Qiye’s voice sounded again:
“Your Holy Lord has already been killed by me, and you’ve seen what just happened… If you want to live, lead the way for me.”
Kubera stood there in a daze for a while. After Lin Qiye narrowed his eyes and released his divine might, he finally came to his senses and nodded like a pecking chicken.
“Yes, yes! I’ll take you there right away.”
With the Holy Lord and these “colleagues” annihilated here, even without Lin Qiye saying so, Kubera knew that [Divine Paradise] was finished. The remaining people couldn’t possibly stop this group of executioners who slaughtered gods like dogs…
Better them than me. Rather than this, he might as well sell them out and find a way to survive!
…
Mirror Strait.
Boom—!!
A muffled, tremendous sound came from beyond the rolling fog wall.
Lin Qiye’s main body, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed in meditation, frowned and slowly opened his eyes…
He got up and walked outside, looking around. Apart from the dense fog, he couldn’t see anything, but the slightly trembling ground beneath his feet indicated that something had indeed happened outside the fog.
As Lin Qiye was pondering, the dense fog around him suddenly surged and parted to both sides.
A black-clothed figure slowly walked toward the small courtyard.
Lin Qiye stood in the courtyard, his eyelids twitching slightly, his expression somewhat strange.