Chapter 1078
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Chapter 1078: Different?
Pamir Plateau.
“The Great Xia God is in Egypt?”
After hearing the words of the Queen Mother of the West, Lin Qiye spoke in shock, “From the very beginning, the goal of Great Xia was the Sun City?”
“If this matter had been kept secret a few days ago, now the Heavenly Court has likely already taken action, so it’s fine to tell you,” the Queen Mother of the West said calmly. “Only by revealing Odin’s true nature and plunging Asgard into complete internal strife, and then delivering a decisive blow to the Egyptian pantheon, can Great Xia escape its current predicament.
In this way, the alliance of the four divine nations will be reduced to three, and without Odin, Asgard, like Olympus in turmoil, will also see its combat power greatly diminished.”
“I see…”
After listening to all the arrangements of the Great Xia God, Lin Qiye couldn’t help but sigh, “It seems everything is within the calculations of the Heavenly Court; our worries are indeed somewhat excessive.”
“But even if we achieve this, it only slightly increases Great Xia’s chances of victory,” the Queen Mother of the West reminded him. “Asgard and Olympus are merely temporarily in trouble; they have not completely lost their fighting strength. What we in Great Xia still face are the three divine nations.
Moreover, the attack on the Sun City may actually accelerate the process of these three divine nations joining forces, and that will be the truly difficult time in this war.”
Lin Qiye nodded, then as if he thought of something, he asked:
“Your Majesty, I have another question.”
“Speak.”
“In the time shadow from a hundred years ago, I remember one of the national guardian monuments transformed by the gods of Great Xia was nearby, but why can’t I see it now?” Lin Qiye looked around, puzzled.
“The national guardian monument has always been here; it has merely concealed its form.”
The Queen Mother of the West raised her hand, and a beam of divine light shot out, gently landing in a certain spot at the edge of the mist. As that divine light passed, a corner of the black national guardian monument revealed itself amidst the wind and snow.
“This is an illusion set to prevent mortals from discovering it, but for deities, it can be easily sensed. The divine power fluctuations it emits in this snowy expanse are as dazzling as the sun.”
As the Queen Mother of the West finished speaking, as if sensing something, she glanced in a certain direction.
“I have other matters to attend to; you may leave on your own.”
Before Lin Qiye could say anything further, the Queen Mother of the West stepped forward, her figure transforming into a streak of azure light, disappearing into the sky.
Lin Qiye stood alone in place, turning to look again at the misty border, at the black monument gradually concealed in the wind and snow. He sighed deeply and began to walk toward the border defense unit.
He was not far from the Kiyush border defense unit, and this time, Lin Qiye unusually chose not to use his powers to travel but instead walked back step by step.
His mind was in turmoil.
Perhaps it was because he had just personally experienced that tragic history; images of the gods of Great Xia flying like moths to a flame towards the monument kept flashing in his mind.
They all seemed to radiate a certain brilliance, a brilliance that did not come from divine power but from their souls… This brilliance was unrelated to humans or gods, or even to humans or objects. Even the thirty million swords that soared into the sky at the command of the Moral Heavenly Sovereign also bore this brilliance.
That brilliance came from dedication, from sacrifice, from the determination and resolve in their eyes when they fought for all beings.
As his thoughts expanded, many figures emerged in Lin Qiye’s mind.
Zhou Ping, who stood firm and wielded his sword to slay gods even when facing death;
Wang Mian, who rewound time, betting all his lifespan to change history;
Lu Qiu, who overextended his potential, using his emblem to send a message and save the entire Chenlong Pass;
Chen Muye, who was reborn after death, guarding Cangnan with a miraculous body;
…and General Zhao, who, on that rainy night, wielded his knife to slay the ghost-faced man and saved his entire family.
They were all night watchmen, radiating the same dazzling brilliance as the gods of Great Xia.
Lin Qiye was also a night watchman.
But he always felt… he was somewhat different from them.
What was different? If one day, a crisis arose, and it was his turn to sacrifice himself to save countless people behind him, would he do it?
Without a moment’s hesitation, Lin Qiye affirmed this answer.
He would.
His choice was the same as those night watchmen and the gods of Great Xia.
Then what exactly was different between them…?
Lin Qiye lowered his head, silently walking through the wind and snow, blankly staring at the footprints he left behind, moving forward like a puppet.
He was pondering, he was lost.
His thoughts retraced memories, step by step… the upheaval in the capital, the journey through the human circle, guarding Chenlong Pass, the establishment of the “Nightfall,” joining the night watchmen…
He recalled every little detail of the past, and suddenly, a flash of lightning crossed his mind!
His thoughts returned once more to that rainy night.
In his arms was the severely injured Zhao Kongcheng, behind him was a low, dilapidated house, and beside him was the gradually reviving body of the ghost-faced man.
That day, he and Zhao Kongcheng’s corpse made a ten-year pact; that day, he bid farewell to his past; that day, he pulled out the straight knife Zhao Kongcheng had stuck in the ground, personally killed the ghost-faced man, and stepped onto the path of the night watchman.
That was the starting point of everything.
At this moment, Lin Qiye realized what was different about him.
He made a ten-year pact, he drew his sword to kill the ghost-faced man, he joined the night watchmen… He did all this not to save the world; what he truly wanted to protect were only his aunt and Ah Jin in that low house behind him, and the dreams of the cold man’s corpse when he was alive.
From the very beginning, his original intention was selfish.
Even though he had come this far, even though he had become the captain of a special team, deep down, he was still that selfish Lin Qiye. He would raise his hand, pointing at the neon-lit city center in the rainy night, asking the dying Zhao Kongcheng, “Is it worth it for them?”
The deceased Zhao Kongcheng did not answer, and the current Lin Qiye still could not answer.
He could sacrifice his life and everything for the sake of protecting millions… but that was only because it was his duty, it was what he should do as a night watchman.
Deep down, he was not a selfless person willing to protect all beings; perhaps that was the reason he was different from them?
Lost in thought, Lin Qiye stumbled, and a shining emblem fell from his bosom, landing in the thick snow.
Lin Qiye froze.
The deep red cloak fluttered in the wind and snow. After hesitating for a moment, he bent down to pick up the emblem, brushed off the snowflakes on its surface with his thumb, turned it over, and glanced at the four lines of engraved text on the back.
He stood in silence for a long time, then smiled bitterly:
“I… really am selfish…”
