Chapter 1492
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Chapter 1492 An Qingyu’s Plan
“We were worried something happened, so we came to check…” Cao Yuan sighed.
Indeed, An Qingyu’s guess was correct.
The Primordial Heavenly Lord’s sudden return meant not only that something was wrong in Great Xia, but that something major was about to happen!
“Heavenly Lord, is there really no way to bring Seven Nights and the others back?” An Qingyu stared at the Primordial Heavenly Lord with furrowed brows.
“If this poor Daoist had enough time, I would certainly be able to find them… but now, Great Xia has run out of time.”
Hearing these words, An Qingyu’s body trembled slightly, his fists involuntarily clenching tight.
“There’s no time to waste. I will now order all Night Watchers within Great Xia’s borders to move to the various war passes,” Shao Pingge made his decision and turned toward the table. He said to An Qingyu and the other two,
“Although your captain is absent, the situation is urgent. An Qingyu, you will temporarily serve as captain and lead them to guard Chennan Pass.”
“…Yes.”
When An Qingyu and the other two walked out of the command room, their expressions had become extremely grave.
“Has the situation become this serious…” Cao Yuan sighed, “Now that Seven Nights and the others are gone, Great Xia only has us and the [Phoenix] special teams, plus a large batch of new Night Watchers. Can we really defend our borders with just these people?”
An Qingyu walked at the front, unconsciously quickening his pace. A flash of determination appeared in his eyes as he suddenly stopped, nearly causing Cao Yuan to crash into his coffin.
“What’s wrong?” Cao Yuan asked.
“Perhaps there is a possibility for Seven Nights and the others to return…” An Qingyu slowly said.
“But even the Heavenly Lord couldn’t find their location, how can we bring them back?”
An Qingyu didn’t respond, only silently quickened his pace toward his laboratory.
…
Creeeeak!
The laboratory door was pushed open. An Qingyu walked straight to the writhing arm on the table, put down the black coffin from his back, and began to remove the metal container’s seal.
“Qingyu, what are you doing?” Seeing this, Cao Yuan suddenly had a bad feeling.
“We can’t find the spacetime where Seven Nights and the others are because there’s insufficient information traces in the surrounding soil and other materials. To find their location, we need to address the root of the problem…”
“Root? What root?”
“The Cthulhu pantheon is different from any other divine realm in the world. They come from outside our world, so they have a kind of indescribable connection between them from that world, like human radio signals. The whale that was submerged at the bottom of the fishing village sea could still crash into the gates of Takamagahara after death because of this connection.
However, this connection is incomprehensible to humans. No being in this world can understand it. To us, it’s just meaningless, unclear ‘whispers’ that, if exposed to for too long, can contaminate our minds.”
Cao Yuan was stunned for a moment. “Like Chen Yangrong from the fishing village back then?”
“Exactly.” While speaking, An Qingyu set aside the dismantled heavy metal container, leaving only a glass jar filled with dark yellow liquid and the fleshy arm on the center of the table.
“The [Key to the Gate] was originally one of the three pillar gods of the Cthulhu pantheon. Even though it’s been split into fragments, it still maintains connections with other Cthulhu entities. If I can connect my consciousness to their ‘network,’ I can obtain enough information to locate Seven Nights and the others.”
Hearing this, Cao Yuan finally understood An Qingyu’s intention. His eyes widened, “Qingyu, you…”
“I need to listen to their ‘whispers.'”
An Qingyu said word by word.
“Are you insane? You’ll be contaminated by them!” Cao Yuan shouted.
“Contamination takes time!” An Qingyu said resolutely. “Chen Yangrong stayed inside the whale for too long, which is why his consciousness was assimilated. The gods of Takamagahara didn’t immediately go mad under the red moon, and those corpses in heaven needed time to be gradually eroded after touching the ashes…”
“No, it’s too dangerous! If something goes wrong, you’ll become a madman like Chen Yangrong! Or do you want to turn into one of those angels covered in tumors?!”
Cao Yuan ignored An Qingyu’s explanation, grabbing his shoulders firmly and staring intently into his eyes.
An Qingyu’s chest heaved violently. He stared back at Cao Yuan for a long time, took a deep breath, and slowly said:
“Cao Yuan, this isn’t as dangerous as you think… When I was in hell, I was contaminated by those ashes. As long as the contaminated parts are quickly removed within a short time, there won’t be any problems.”
“No!”
“Then tell me, what should we do now?!” An Qingyu roared. “Let those [Black Goat] offspring invade Great Xia and massacre thousands of cities? Or send the two Heavenly Lords to their deaths against the [Black Goat]?! Do you really think the two Heavenly Lords and us have any chance of winning?!”
Cao Yuan stood frozen.
“Even so… you don’t have to do it yourself. If it’s absolutely necessary, I could listen instead, or we could ask the two Heavenly Lords…”
“Cao Yuan, listen to me.” An Qingyu removed Cao Yuan’s hands from his shoulders and said seriously, “Being contaminated by Cthulhu’s aura isn’t frightening, but afterward, the contaminated body parts need to be cut off quickly… In Chennan Pass, only I have the ability to regenerate rapidly. Even if I cut off my own head, I won’t die. Can you do that?
Moreover, the two Heavenly Lords are Great Xia’s last trump cards. Not to mention whether they can regenerate, if we risk letting either of them be contaminated by Cthulhu… Great Xia would completely lose any chance of turning the tide.”
Looking at An Qingyu’s extremely serious gaze, Cao Yuan was speechless.
“Only I can regenerate infinitely, only I can decipher their whispers, only I can calculate Seven Nights and the others’ location through the information obtained… Cao Yuan, in all of Great Xia right now, I’m the only one who can save Seven Nights and the other Great Xia gods.” An Qingyu slowly closed his blood-colored eyes, his voice somewhat hoarse from shouting repeatedly.
“I promise you, when I listen to their ‘whispers,’ you’ll be right beside me watching. If you notice I might be completely contaminated, immediately cut off my contaminated flesh, okay?”
This time, An Qingyu’s voice carried a hint of pleading, “Consider it… consider it repayment for when I cut you in the fishing village.”
Cao Yuan’s hand gripped the hilt of his straight sword tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force. He stood still like a statue for a long time before finally uttering two difficult words:
“…Fine.”
