Chapter 267
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Chapter 267: Enemies
It is now afternoon.
At this time, Aunt should have prepared dinner, but A-Jin has not finished his homework, and Xiao Hei is lazily basking in the sunset on the balcony.
The autumn wind brushes across the empty land, stirring up a handful of fine sand that drifts into the air.
Aside from the dead silence, there is nothing here.
No, it can’t be like this… Lin Qiye stands there, murmuring to himself.
In this moment, the bits and pieces of his ten years living here flash rapidly through his mind, drifting away with that handful of fine sand…
He runs forward frantically, digging into the soil beneath his feet, trying to find any trace of their existence.
His eyes are bloodshot, tears uncontrollably streaming down, falling onto the ground beneath him. In a daze, he seems to return to that stormy night.
He kneels before this low house, promising to return ten years later… to return to his home.
But now, the people are gone. Where is home?
The night watchman, the mysterious, the gods, the fog… everything seems to have lost its meaning of existence because, in his eyes, the world that belonged to him has already collapsed.
The outside world has nothing to do with him.
Suddenly, he seems to think of something, abruptly stopping in his tracks. A golden divine realm opens up around him, enveloping this empty space.
Since ten years ago, he was able to use the “Mortal Realm Divine Domain” to resurrect everyone in this city, then why can’t he now… resurrect his family?
There is still a large amount of divine power remaining in his body, enough to sustain the operation of the entire Cangnan City for half a month!
He can use miracles to revive the vanished miracles.
The golden light points around him gather in front of him, slowly approaching that empty space. Lin Qiye’s eyes burst forth with dazzling brilliance as he pushes the “Mortal Realm Divine Domain” to its limits…
But he fails.
Because he cannot find the lingering souls of Aunt and A-Jin.
The soul carries all of a person’s memories and personality. Without the soul, even if Lin Qiye reshapes their bodies, they would merely be empty shells.
This was his medium for resurrecting everyone. Ten years ago, he was able to revive all the residents precisely because the “Mortal Realm Divine Domain” opened right after Cangnan City was erased, preserving all the souls.
But now… without souls, he cannot resurrect them.
To recreate their souls out of thin air is not impossible for the “Mortal Realm Divine Domain.” After all, miracles are defined by the ability to achieve the unreasonable in the world. However, the divine power remaining in Lin Qiye is not enough to reshape a soul… even just one.
Why… where are the souls? Where did the souls go? Lin Qiye stands there in a daze, the golden light around him flickering, his red eyes filled with confusion.
Even if the “Mortal Realm Divine Domain” disappears, and Cangnan is destroyed, the souls should still be here!
Not only Aunt and A-Jin’s souls, but he couldn’t even find Xiao Hei’s soul. In this vast Cangnan City, not a single soul remains.
Did someone take them away? Or have they already dissipated?
The golden light surrounding Lin Qiye gradually fades. He stands before the empty space, slowly clenching his fists…
Extreme sadness! Heart-wrenching pain! Unprecedented anger! Intense negative emotions flood his mind, almost drowning him.
He stares with bloodshot eyes at the void beneath his feet, his body beginning to tremble uncontrollably.
At that moment, the phantom of Merlin appears behind Lin Qiye, silently watching his back, a hint of bitterness in his eyes.
Mental magic, “Calm Heart, Steady Mind.”
Mental magic, “Weakening Curse.”
Mental magic, “Lock Heart, Seal Thought.”
Three consecutive white magic circles envelop Lin Qiye’s body, gradually stabilizing his emotions. Under the suppression of the three layers of mental magic, Lin Qiye feels the surging thoughts retreat like a tide, his dazed mind returning once more.
Thank you, Lord Merlin. Lin Qiye takes a deep breath and speaks.
He turns to look at the distant sky, his eyes shining brightly.
Now, he cannot even resurrect his family…
Then, the only thing he can do is one thing.
Lin Qiye slowly stands up, wiping away the tears at the corners of his eyes, drawing the straight knife beside him, his gaze bursting with endless killing intent!
Loki—!!!
Several kilometers away, a straight knife embedded in the rooftop suddenly trembles, soaring into the sky, cutting through the air and spinning into Lin Qiye’s hand!
The golden light around him explodes, and in the next moment, he pierces through space, arriving at the edge of Cangnan City.
Holding dual knives, he feels the golden light surge, killing intent soaring to the heavens.
He cannot resurrect Aunt and A-Jin…
But he can slay gods!
…
At the edge of Cangnan City.
Loki looks at the desolate Cangnan, a sinister smile appearing at the corner of his mouth as he coldly speaks:
Yes… this is how this city should be, a brilliant miracle will ultimately fall, this is the fate of all things… What does it matter if the gods of the Great Xia return? You… can do nothing.
Loki glances disdainfully at the city, then turns to point at the void, preparing to teleport away.
His smile suddenly freezes on his face.
The spatial fluctuations at his fingertips grow stronger, but no matter how hard he tries, he cannot break through the space here.
Locked in? Loki’s smile gradually fades, his expression becoming serious. They won’t let me leave, but there are no gods here to kill me? What do they want to do?
Just as he is lost in thought, a figure suddenly breaks through the void, appearing before him.
It is a young man clad in a deep blue robe, wielding dual knives, his silver-white hair flowing in the wind, and his golden eyes like a pair of burning furnaces, dazzling and piercing.
It’s you? Loki is momentarily taken aback upon seeing the newcomer, then as if realizing something, he squints slightly, so that’s it… they want me to be your whetstone?
Ridiculous…
Lin Qiye does not speak; he simply gazes into Loki’s eyes, stepping forward one step at a time.
Suddenly, Loki’s brow furrows.
Why do they value you so much? Could it be… you are the one foretold? Loki’s expression changes slightly as he scrutinizes Lin Qiye for a moment, shaking his head to himself.
No, it’s impossible… the one foretold should have been erased along with Cangnan City long ago. How could he possibly be alive now?
I don’t care what you’re saying… Lin Qiye’s deep blue robe billows without wind, a golden divine realm outlines around him, the divine power within him seeming to boil.
You must accompany this city to the grave!
Boom—!!
Golden ripples explode from Lin Qiye as the center, a miracle brewing in this “Mortal Realm Divine Domain”!
This is a miracle that can make the immeasurable, the war gods shine!
Lin Qiye’s momentum rises sharply, and on this dim and empty land, he shines like a sun.
His feet stomp hard on the ground, holding dual knives, he flashes to Loki’s front in the blink of an eye. At the same time, dozens of massive magic circles open up in the heavens and earth, terrifying magical fluctuations rippling out!
The destruction of Cangnan, the disappearance of Aunt… all of this is because of that divine battle ten years ago, where Gaia and Loki wrote that name on the “Shiva’s Grievance.”
Gaia is too far from Lin Qiye, and with Lin Qiye’s current strength, he may not even be able to defeat her.
But Loki is right in front of Lin Qiye.
Loki feels the terrifying power emanating from Lin Qiye, his expression changing slightly. The residual divine power of Michael… do you think with just this, you can kill me?
Loki snorts coldly, the divine might of the god of trickery descending upon the earth!
