Chapter 1583
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Chapter 1583 Where Are You Going?
As the sky’s Lin Qiye lightly flicked his finger, two more “planes” passed above and below It. These six “planes,” parallel in pairs and perpendicular in pairs, formed a transparent cube in the center, like a prison enclosing It within!
[Chaos] floated in the center of the cube, frowning as It looked around, finally fixing Its gaze on Lin Qiye in the distance, and spoke grimly:
“You are not Lin Qiye… who are you?”
The same words Lin Qiye had asked It in the hospital not long ago… In just over ten minutes, their roles had been reversed.
Lin Qiye looked down at It, showing no intention of answering, merely raising his finger in silence and pointing toward [Chaos] in the center of the cube.
The six “planes” instantly converged, and the transparent cube in the center collapsed inward like an imploding planet. A brilliant white light flashed across the sky, forcing all figures in the celestial ruins to close their eyes.
When they opened their eyes again, above where the white light had vanished, a black hole several kilometers in radius was slowly compressing… dense spatial fractures covered the entire sky like a spider web.
Lin Qiye gazed down at the collapsing black hole where [Chaos]’s form had disappeared, his deep eyes narrowing:
“The power I can use is still too weak… but no matter, it’s just external things.”
He shook his head, and the white light flowing in his chest gradually dissipated. His previously solid soul began to visibly blur… within moments, it returned to its normal ethereal, weak state.
The soul form of Lin Qiye closed his eyes and, like a kite with cut strings, slowly fell from the sky.
…
Hundreds of kilometers away.
A chaotic black mist suddenly emerged from nothingness, taking the form of another “Lin Qiye.”
[Chaos] looked back toward the celestial palace, with an extremely gloomy expression:
“To think he could manipulate this world’s power… could that guy be hiding cards I don’t know about?”
It pondered for a moment, then withdrew its gaze. Its palm opened gently, revealing a miniature model of the hospital.
Its lips curled upward slightly, “Whatever cards you have, without the hospital and this physical body, even if you’re rescued, you’ll forever be useless…
As long as I get this thing, my years of hiding won’t be in vain.”
[Chaos] closed its palm, making the hospital model disappear. It was about to leave when, seeming to remember something, it looked back:
“I almost forgot… there’s still that guy.”
…
Celestial Palace.
After the battle between [Chaos] and the gods of Great Xia, large sections of the celestial halls had been reduced to ruins.
Amidst the dust filling the air, a figure slowly walked along the broken stone path, his deep red cloak glowing crimson in the remnant fires.
“An… Qingyu.”
A hoarse voice came from the ruins. An Qingyu stopped and calmly turned to look.
Among the shattered remains of the celestial hall, a figure was pinned under a tall broken wall, lying in a pool of blood. Zuo Qing’s body was stained red with blood, his straight sword stuck in the ground some distance away, his eyes bloodshot.
“Where do you think you’re going?” he asked, staring intently at An Qingyu, enunciating each word.
An Qingyu glanced at him and spoke flatly:
“To find [Chaos].”
“…Do you know what you’re doing?”
“Yes.”
An Qingyu’s expression was perfectly calm, his gray eyes like icebergs, showing absolutely no emotional fluctuation.
Zuo Qing’s hand, trapped under the broken wall, clenched involuntarily. He spoke hoarsely:
“What did you see behind the Gate of Truth?”
“Many things.”
“Did you… find a way to resurrect Jiang Er?”
An Qingyu frowned slightly, looking at him silently without answering.
“Besides her, I can’t think of any reason that would make you defect.” Zuo Qing said gravely.
An Qingyu looked away and slowly spoke: “The origins of the Cthulhu Mythos far exceed your imagination… In the billions of timelines I’ve seen, humans don’t have the slightest chance of winning.
I’m simply making the most correct choice.”
“Joining the Cthulhu is your choice? How can you face Great Xia after doing this?”
“I’ve done enough for Great Xia… I don’t owe Great Xia anything.”
“What about Lin Qiye?”
An Qingyu’s steps forward faltered slightly.
“What will happen to Lin Qiye if you leave like this?
Now [Nightfall] only has three people left. After you leave, [Nightfall] will be forcibly disbanded… What this team means to Lin Qiye, you should understand better than anyone.
He was the one who chose to trust you without hesitation when everyone else suspected you. He used all his merits to pave the way for your departure.
If even you betray him in the end… what will he do?”
An Qingyu didn’t answer. He just stood silently for a long time, then continued walking forward without looking back.
“An Qingyu!” Zuo Qing’s low roar came from the ruins. “If you leave this celestial palace today, you are no longer the deputy captain of [Nightfall]! No longer a Night Watcher of Great Xia!
From now on, the gods of Great Xia and we Night Watchers will hunt you to the ends of the earth!”
Zuo Qing’s angry shout echoed in the deathly still sky. An Qingyu showed no sign of stopping, his pace growing faster!
The outline of the South Heaven Gate gradually appeared through the smoke and fire.
He suddenly stopped.
The flickering flames cast the majestic South Heaven Gate in blood-red. Under that gate, a figure stood silently amidst the fiery ruins.
It was another figure wearing a deep red cloak.
Cao Yuan had one hand on the hilt of his sword, his eyes reflecting the flames all around. He looked at An Qingyu in the distance, his cracked lips parting slightly…
“Where are you going… Deputy Captain An?”
Cao Yuan’s hoarse voice mingled with the crackling of the flames. The two crimson figures stood facing each other before the blood-colored South Heaven Gate.
An Qingyu’s gray eyes stared ahead as he calmly said:
“You can’t persuade me, Cao Yuan.”
Cao Yuan’s right hand gripped his sword hilt tighter, his knuckles turning bone-white. He took a deep breath,
“I don’t plan to persuade you. Once you’ve made up your mind, no one can easily change it… So I can only knock you out first, and when Seven wakes up, you can explain everything to his face.”
“You can’t beat me.”
“Even if I can’t win, I have to try,” Cao Yuan said calmly. “I can’t just watch [Nightfall]… fall apart.”
Swoosh——!!
As Cao Yuan drew his sword from its sheath, black murderous flames soared skyward!
A grinning black shadow flashed across the ground, several blade arcs of murderous energy tore through the void, slashing toward An Qingyu’s body!
