Chapter 1577
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Chapter 1577 Crawling [Chaos]!
“Who?!!”
Lin Qiye suddenly opened his eyes, a surge of powerful mental energy instantly flowing out from his body, putting him on high alert.
But when he saw the scene before him, he suddenly froze in place.
“This is… the Gods’ Mental Hospital?” Lin Qiye murmured, looking at the familiar ward and courtyard around him.
Lin Qiye clearly remembered that he had just been standing on the steps of the Sword Tower when that face of [Chaos] suddenly rushed out, destroying the tower, devouring An Qingyu, and then being trapped within the Zhuxian Sword Formation…
But the next moment, he felt as if someone had struck him heavily from behind, his consciousness floating away from his body, as if he had fainted.
When he woke up again, he was standing in the Gods’ Mental Hospital.
“How can this be? I clearly didn’t sink my consciousness in here…” Lin Qiye’s eyes were filled with confusion.
He immediately closed his eyes, trying to return his consciousness to his body. The situation outside was extremely urgent, and he couldn’t possibly stay in the hospital at this time… But seconds later, when he opened his eyes again, he was still in the hospital.
Lin Qiye stood frozen in place.
He tried several more times, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t return to his body as usual. His consciousness seemed to be forcibly locked inside this hospital by something!
Beads of sweat formed on Lin Qiye’s forehead. Just as he was about to try again, he suddenly seemed to realize something, and his pupils contracted sharply.
It was too quiet.
This hospital… was too quiet.
Whenever Lin Qiye returned to the hospital, it was always bustling with activity, hundreds of caregivers performing their duties, sounds of conversation, cooking, laundry, laughter… No matter where you stood, there was a sense of vibrant prosperity.
But this time, his ears were met with dead silence.
Lin Qiye’s gaze swept across the surroundings. The entire hospital was empty – the wards, the caregivers’ dormitory, the corridors – not a single figure in sight.
His brows furrowed tightly.
Something wasn’t right…
“Li Yifei!!” Lin Qiye shouted, his voice echoing across the courtyard.
One second, two seconds, three seconds… after ten seconds, there was still no response.
Where had everyone gone?
Lin Qiye immediately spread his mental energy throughout the entire hospital. Every building was empty. He even searched the underground cells – all hundreds of caregivers seemed to have vanished into thin air.
But the vegetables on the kitchen cutting board, the half-fallen blanket by the window, and the still-steaming teacup in the recreation room all remained as traces of their existence.
Lin Qiye’s heart sank.
Just then, as if sensing something, he suddenly turned to look at the center of the courtyard.
Under the large tree in the center of the courtyard, a figure was sitting quietly beside a chessboard, head slightly raised, gazing at the emptiness above, as if watching something.
Seeing that familiar, benevolent figure, Lin Qiye’s anxious heart finally eased a little. He quickly walked to the chessboard and urgently asked:
“Elder Yerande, what exactly happened here?”
As soon as the words left his mouth, Lin Qiye somewhat regretted them.
Facing Yerande, this repeating machine of an old man, no matter what he said, he would only get one fixed answer, which was completely useless.
Yerande, wearing that sacred robe formed of white clouds, shifted his gaze from the emptiness above to Lin Qiye.
That benevolent face broke into a brilliant smile. Normally, Yerande would always wear a gentle smile regardless of the situation. Such an intense smile – Lin Qiye was seeing it on his face for the first time…
For some reason, this brilliant smile on that elderly face had a strangely sinister quality.
“…Guess?”
These two words fell on Lin Qiye’s ears like a bolt from the blue!
He can speak?
He can actually speak now?!
Lin Qiye opened his mouth, about to say something, when the white-robed old man sitting behind the chessboard suddenly melted like black mud. Black mist surged from within him, instantly weaving into a pure black, naked humanoid figure!
This figure was over three meters tall, with limbs as thin as bamboo poles, resembling an upright four-legged cricket. On its robust torso sat a small head with no facial features, no face, looking extremely bizarre!
Lin Qiye’s pupils contracted violently. At the same time, as if sensing something, he abruptly turned to look at the second floor of the ward.
On the second floor, the door plate of the sixth room from the left, the book pattern originally carved on it peeled away bit by bit, until it revealed the true pattern behind it:
—”?”
Lin Qiye whipped his head back to look at the faceless black figure before him. “Who exactly are you?!”
“Me?” The faceless one’s voice was extremely shrill, no longer like Yerande’s warm, magnetic tone. From the intonation, it sounded like a sneer. “I am, of course, the most powerful, compassionate, selfless leader of the Western Holy Religion, Yerande.
Don’t you recognize me anymore, my respected Director Lin Qiye?
Or is it that you only recognize that one phrase?”
The faceless figure’s form flickered, eerily transforming back into the white-robed, compassionate Yerande, and spoke in that deep voice, benevolently: “You’ve done well, child…”
“Hahahahaha…”
Wearing Yerande’s appearance, but reverting to his original shrill, piercing voice, he burst into mocking laughter.
Lin Qiye stared at him intently, speaking one word at a time:
“When. Did. You. Switch. Places. With. Him?”
“Switch places?”
“Yerande” seemed to have heard something amusing and couldn’t help laughing again. “My respected Director Lin, do you still believe that it was Yerande living in that ward?
That old fool is still struggling to guard the seal on the moon. How could he possibly come here to play house with you all?”
Hearing these words, Lin Qiye’s expression changed dramatically.
“It was you?! You’ve been disguised as Yerande, staying in this hospital?!”
He felt the terrifying divine pressure of theKe System emanating from the other, as if realizing something. “You are [Chaos], Nyarlathotep?!?”
“I’m impressed you’ve heard my name.” “Yerande” sneered. “But unfortunately, it’s already too late…”
Swoosh——!!
Before he could finish speaking, the blade of the Amenonuhoko sword slashed through the void, rapidly flashing toward [Chaos]’s throat!
Lin Qiye didn’t know how this creature had infiltrated the Gods’ Hospital, nor what it intended to do, but instinct told him he must kill this being immediately!
In the outside world, this would be nearly impossible, but here in the Gods’ Mental Hospital, he was truly invincible. Wielding the Amenonuhoko sword and seizing the right moment, he might just create a miracle!
Seeing the blade rapidly approaching, [Chaos] showed only disdain on his face. He simply stood there, allowing the blade to strike at his throat!
Clang——!!
The sword point touched [Chaos]’s throat, producing a metallic sound. Lin Qiye stood frozen in shock.
The Amenonuhoko sword couldn’t harm him in the slightest.
With a slight lift of [Chaos]’s fingertip, an invisible force slammed into Lin Qiye’s chest. He violently coughed up a mouthful of blood and was sent flying backward!
