Chapter 564
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Chapter 564: The Invitation from Nixus
“Possibility…”
Zhou Ping furrowed his brows, lost in thought.
“What do I need to do?”
Nyx looked into Zhou Ping’s eyes and slowly spoke, “I need a sword.”
“A sword?”
“After I return to Olympus, there may be some… unpleasant events.” Nyx said calmly, “Right now, I am only in a spiritual state, without a divine body, making it inconvenient to fight them.
So, I need a sword that can slay gods.”
Zhou Ping raised an eyebrow, “You want to kill the gods of Greece?”
“Mm.” A faint killing intent radiated from Nyx’s eyes, “Blood debts must be repaid with blood.”
“Those outer gods are not good beings.” Zhou Ping said seriously.
Twelve years ago, Gaia had invaded the Great Xia, directly leading to the destruction of Cangnan City. Two years ago, Poseidon, Hades, and others invaded again. If it weren’t for the return of the gods of Great Xia, it would have likely been another disaster.
In the eyes of Great Xia, the Greek gods had long been at the top of the blacklist.
“I agree.”
“In a way, this is also a good thing for Great Xia.” Zhou Ping pondered.
Nyx gazed at Zhou Ping, “I have seen your sword that slays gods; it is the most stunning sword I have seen in a hundred years…
I am the creator god of the night, and you are the sword immortal of humanity. If we join forces, Olympus will face an unprecedented… twilight of the gods.
Will you join me in forging this second sword?
This sword…
Is called ‘Revenge.’”
Dressed in a black gown, Nyx stood in the blood pool of the ‘mysterious’ corpse, her deep eyes igniting with two flickers of crimson light, the fire of revenge burning fiercely.
She stood quietly, waiting for Zhou Ping’s response.
Zhou Ping was still contemplating.
…
Time passed second by second.
Inside the asylum for gods.
Li Yifei and others waited in the corridor, watching the immobile black cocoon in the courtyard, yawning.
“It’s been ten minutes; why is there still no movement?” he wondered aloud.
A Zhu remained silent for a moment, “We probably have to wait a long time. When my mother gave birth to me, it took a long time.”
“…”
“Almost there.” Beside them, the black-eyed figure wearing a top hat adjusted the brim and spoke slowly, “I can see it; he’s about to come out…
Three,
Two,
One.”
Crack—!!
As the black-eyed figure finished speaking, a fine crack suddenly appeared on the black cocoon, followed by more and more cracks, intertwining like a large web over the cocoon.
A hand reached out from the crack, tearing apart the surrounding black cocoon, and then a figure draped in a black coat slowly emerged…
Lin Qiye stopped, his tightly closed eyes slowly opening.
In his eyes, a flash of night and stars identical to Nyx’s flickered by.
His gaze was incredibly deep.
He lowered his head, looking at his palm, and after a long moment of contemplation, confusion appeared in his eyes.
“Director, it seems you have succeeded.” Merlin raised an eyebrow, sensing the change in Lin Qiye’s aura.
“I feel like there hasn’t been much change?” Lin Qiye’s expression was somewhat strange.
After breaking free from the cocoon, his realm hadn’t improved at all, his mental power hadn’t increased, and his body felt the same as before, with no noticeable changes… The only difference might be that his temperament seemed a bit deeper.
“I’m not very clear on what Lord Nyx has prepared; you can ask him directly.” Merlin said.
Lin Qiye nodded, and with a flicker, he disappeared from the asylum.
Seeing him finally leave, Merlin breathed a sigh of relief, reached up to adjust his hat, and cautiously moved it slightly…
Hair fell like black snowflakes, cascading down.
Merlin’s mouth twitched slightly as he trembled, reaching up to touch his head, and another large clump of hair fell out. The hair on the top of his head was particularly sparse, resembling a standard Mediterranean hairstyle…
Feeling the sensation at his fingertips, Merlin stood frozen like a statue.
After a long time, that lonely figure let out a long sigh.
“Starting today, I should drink some sesame paste before bed…”
…
Crack—!
Outside, the black cocoon enveloping Lin Qiye gradually shattered.
Lin Qiye pried open the outer shell of the black cocoon and stepped out in his coat. His gaze fell on Zhou Ping, and he suddenly froze.
“Sword Saint!”
Zhou Ping turned to look at Lin Qiye, keenly sensing the change in his aura, a hint of surprise flashing across his brow.
Seeing Lin Qiye, Nyx smiled with relief and spoke:
“It seems you have successfully completed the fusion, my child.”
“Mother.”
Lin Qiye glanced at Zhou Ping, then at Nyx. The two seemed to show no signs of hostility, as if they had just finished a conversation, leaving him somewhat astonished.
How did these two end up together?
“Mother, what exactly did you give me?” Lin Qiye asked in confusion.
Nyx smiled slightly, “This is the essence of the night. Before I became the creator god and established the Greek divine realm, it was the soil I used to nurture the laws of the night.”
“Soil for nurturing laws?”
“Exactly.” Nyx spoke slowly, “Before I mastered the laws of the night, all my divine power and all the abilities you just drew were nurtured from it.”
“So, if I obtained the essence of the night, does that mean I have acquired all the abilities I just drew?” Lin Qiye exclaimed in shock.
“To be precise, you have obtained their seeds. As you gradually master this essence of the night, they will naturally be mastered by you.” Nyx said earnestly, “But its most precious aspect is that it can help you nurture your own laws.”
Lin Qiye stood there in a daze.
If it were before, he might not have understood what “nurturing laws” truly meant, but after witnessing Zhou Ping ascend to godhood, struggling to leave a mark of sword laws on the path, he finally grasped the importance of laws.
Every law in this world has its own master.
Even if he could eventually break through that ceiling and step into the divine realm, without a matching law, he would merely be a more powerful human ceiling.
Currently, the only known method for Lin Qiye to acquire laws was to carve a mark on the path with a sword, just like Zhou Ping… but not everyone could be like Zhou Ping.
This path was too difficult, too uncertain.
And now, Nyx had prepared another path for him, a smoother one.
Nurturing his own laws.
With this essence of the night, as long as the opportunity is right, there is a chance to nurture a law that belongs solely to him. Although the probability is very slim, if he truly succeeds, it would mean… he has the qualifications to become a god.
This is the final gift Nyx prepared for him.
The gift of godhood.
