Chapter 1303
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Chapter 1303 Mission
Wishing, nuclear missile launch.
This was just now, Mumu’s wish to the [Holy Grail].
Mumu is a summoned creature from another dimension. He cannot understand Lin Qiye and others’ concepts of forbidden domains, divine domains, and deities. In his cognitive world, the strongest destructive weapon has only one name: nuclear.
As two shadowy figures soared into the clouds, scorching light balls silently exploded in the sky, instantly engulfing Hela’s form and the vast death energy, as if someone had used a torch to burn two large holes in the sky.
The next moment, an earth-shattering explosion echoed throughout Asgard.
In their respective temples, the many lesser gods who had kept themselves safe changed their expressions and unanimously looked toward the two scorching fireballs in the sky.
That was an explosion they had never seen before. Unlike explosions caused by gods or divine artifacts, they felt no divine power fluctuations from it…
That thing did not belong to the world of mythology.
As the flames in the sky gradually dissipated, Lin Qiye’s body finally completed its reconstruction. He called out to Mumu, who immediately transformed back into a bandaged little dwarf and returned to him.
Lin Qiye, relying on the map in his memory, summoned the Somersault Cloud and flew directly toward the Rainbow Bridge.
Calculating the time, Number 22 should have already stolen the Holy Rainbow Sword and would soon open the door to the Rainbow Bridge.
Not long after Lin Qiye left, from within the rolling thick smoke, a pair of slightly charred hands extended from nothingness, violently tearing open space.
Surging netherworld death energy flowed from the spatial crack as Hela slowly walked out. Her black royal robe was already in tatters, but apart from some burn marks, she had no other wounds. Her pitch-black pupils looked in the direction Lin Qiye had departed, her face so gloomy it could drip water.
“Seeking death…!”
Hela seemed to sense something and turned to look at the Divine Miracle Square.
The countless divine powers tearing through the sky had now mostly disappeared, and the trembling of Asgard beneath her feet gradually subsided. In the distant sky, several figures transformed into streaks of light, rapidly flying toward this direction—those were the gods from Loki’s faction.
“Let Thor and the others retreat? A bunch of useless trash.” Hela snorted coldly, paused for a moment, then looked back toward the Rainbow Bridge, her eyes narrowing slightly.
“Now… where do you think you can escape to?”
…
As Lin Qiye rushed forward with all his might, the silhouette of the Rainbow Bridge could already be vaguely seen at the edge of the horizon.
“Myles!? No, Lin Qiye?” Number 22’s voice suddenly came from the side.
Lin Qiye turned to look and saw Number 22 carrying a golden giant sword on his back, looking at him in astonishment. “How did you change back to your original appearance?”
“My identity has been exposed.” Lin Qiye looked back and said seriously, “Hurry! They’re about to catch up!”
Seeing this, Number 22 also increased his speed to the maximum, rapidly approaching the Rainbow Bridge.
As the distance between the Rainbow Bridge and the two men grew shorter, just as they were about to step onto the bridge, a black streak of light descended from the sky!
Boom—!!
The rolling netherworld death energy nearly flipped the two men over. The Queen of the Underworld, Hela, stood at the head of the Rainbow Bridge with a gloomy face, her cold killing intent instantly locking onto Lin Qiye and his companion.
Lin Qiye’s heart immediately sank.
Damn it, how did she get here so fast?
Number 22’s expression was equally grim. He glanced behind him—under the dim sky, several figures releasing terrifying divine might were rapidly approaching.
“This is bad, they’re all coming!” Number 22 said in panic.
Lin Qiye’s eyes were fixed on Hela before him, his fists tightly clenched.
He took a deep breath and once again took out the pixelated walkie-talkie from his pocket, pressing the button on it.
His hoarse voice slowly sounded:
“This is Lin Qiye… calling Daxia Nightwatcher Headquarters, please respond if you receive this.”
“Shhhh…”
On the other end of the walkie-talkie, there was still only endless static.
Seeing this, Hela couldn’t help but mock:
“You’re still hoping those Daxia gods will come save you? How ridiculous…
Don’t you know?
Just last night, twelve City-Destroying Mountain Corpses, together with the Olympian gods, launched a full-scale attack on Daxia!
Now, the Daxia gods are busy defending Daxia’s borders. How could they have time to save you? Do you think you’re more important than the entire Daxia?”
Hearing these words, Lin Qiye’s heart grew even heavier.
Indeed… his guess was correct.
Daxia was in trouble.
Lin Qiye tightly gripped the walkie-talkie in his hand, the veins on the back of his hand bulging one by one. He slowly closed his eyes, a sense of despair rising in his heart…
With reinforcements nowhere in sight, his identity exposed, and angry gods about to surround him, he was truly at the end of his rope, with nowhere to go.
But soon, his heart calmed down. His eyes opened, with only acceptance and tranquility remaining in them.
So what if he was in despair?
He had faced even more desperate situations before—facing Egyptian gods alone in Kunlun Void, escaping from hell with no way out—weren’t each of those even more perilous and desperate?
The Lin Qiye now was no longer the rookie who had just joined the Nightwatchers. His mental fortitude had been tempered like solid rock through countless life-and-death trials.
Feeling despair is human nature; conquering despair is what makes a true warrior.
“Whether they can come or not, I don’t know…” Lin Qiye calmly said,
“But, the mission that belongs to me, I must complete.”
“Number 22, give me the sword!”
Lin Qiye’s voice sounded in Number 22’s ears. After hesitating for a moment, he removed the Holy Rainbow Sword from his back and handed it to Lin Qiye.
Lin Qiye was very clear about Number 22’s strength—good enough for reconnaissance, but in this situation, he couldn’t be of much use. He would likely be chopped into pieces before even reaching Hela, and the Holy Rainbow Sword would fall into the enemy’s hands.
Lin Qiye slung the Holy Rainbow Sword on his back, and two summoning spells appeared. He held the Kusanagi Sword in his left hand and [White Slash] in his right, looking at Hela with eyes as cold and firm as a rock standing unmoved in a storm.
“Today, this gate of Asgard… I will definitely open it!”
Lin Qiye mentally connected with the Gods’ Mental Hospital, and the next moment, a gray-robed phantom of Gilgamesh was sketched out from nothingness, slowly overlapping with his form.
Soul Bearing!
After Gilgamesh’s soul merged with Lin Qiye’s body, Lin Qiye’s spiritual power surged rapidly!
Already at the peak of the “Klein” realm, his aura now erupted again, with one foot stepping into the human ceiling realm, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t advance even half a step further.
Just like at the National Divine Monument, it was as if an invisible shackle was placed on Lin Qiye’s shoulders. Even if he bore the soul of a god, he could not easily cross the threshold of the human ceiling.
Lin Qiye took a deep breath and spoke again:
“I wish! Realm advancement!”
Light flowed through Mumu’s body, and the crimson blood surging within the [Holy Grail] was rapidly consumed. At the same time, an extremely profound energy was poured into Lin Qiye’s body out of thin air, as if giving him a powerful push from behind, forcibly stepping beyond that threshold!
The aura of the human ceiling level erupted from Lin Qiye’s body!
