Chapter 887
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Chapter 887 Adapting to Circumstances
Upon hearing these words, Lin Qiye’s brows slightly furrowed.
The Gatekeeper on the Moon?
On the Moon, the only one who possessed [Mortal Divine Domain] should be Archangel Michael… but why did Chen Yangrong refer to Him as the “Gatekeeper”?
Moreover, looking at Chen Yangrong’s reaction, he seemed to be very afraid of [Mortal Divine Domain]?
Lin Qiye’s golden eyes blazed fiercely as he raised Zhan Bai in his hand and violently severed one of Chen Yangrong’s arms. The latter’s expression twisted dramatically, seeming even more painful than before. Blood sprayed out, but this time, Chen Yangrong’s arm did not regenerate like his head had.
It worked!
A flash of clarity passed through Lin Qiye’s enraged eyes.
Although he didn’t know why, the “miracle” created by [Mortal Divine Domain] seemed to suppress the power of that giant beast’s corpse to some extent?
“Damn it! Damn this ‘miracle’!” Chen Yangrong looked at his blood-soaked shoulder, then turned to Lin Qiye with an expression of extreme anger.
Seemingly sensing Lin Qiye’s threat, the gastric wall flesh covering his body suddenly twisted. Chen Yangrong forcefully pulled out his hands and reached toward Lin Qiye through the air!
Blood-colored tentacles entwined with lightning shot out from the surrounding gastric walls, cutting through the deep seawater, piercing toward Lin Qiye’s body at an alarming speed!
Lin Qiye, holding [Zhan Bai], shifted his form into the void. The surrounding world faded to black and white as he moved through it like a ghost, avoiding all the lightning tentacles.
Sensing Chen Yangrong’s aura when he attacked, Lin Qiye felt somewhat surprised.
Chen Yangrong’s actual strength seemed considerably lower than his apparent realm?
Lin Qiye clearly remembered that when Chen Yangrong had previously released his realm pressure, it was at the peak of the “Klein” realm, but now his actual combat ability seemed only at the level of an ordinary “Klein,” far less intimidating than Lin Qiye had expected.
After careful consideration, Lin Qiye understood the reason.
Chen Yangrong’s realm level came entirely from the residual power within this giant beast’s corpse. His so-called “four days approaching divinity” was merely the overwhelming sensation when the beast’s power flooded into his body. Additionally, his mind had already been controlled by the beast’s corpse, completely losing rationality, subconsciously exaggerating the power of the Cthulhu gods, which led to his previous arrogant demeanor.
The key point was that Chen Yangrong himself was just an ordinary fisherman who hadn’t even awakened his Forbidden Domain. Even though his realm was forcibly elevated to “Klein,” he had no way to properly utilize it. At most, he could only control the beast’s remaining corpse to attack, which was completely different from a normal “Klein” realm.
As he figured this out while resisting the Red Moon’s erosion, Lin Qiye felt his thoughts becoming increasingly sluggish, replaced by intense confidence in his own strength and rising killing intent.
Lin Qiye stepped out from the void, passing directly through the countless tentacles to appear before Chen Yangrong.
In the surging black seawater, blood-colored electric arcs slithered like water snakes. Lin Qiye’s eyes turned red as he ignored his surroundings, gripping [Zhan Bai] and striking at Chen Yangrong’s head with incredible speed!
He aimed for a killing blow!
A mocking look appeared in Chen Yangrong’s eyes as grotesque flesh balls suddenly grew all over his body, writhing frantically. One blood-colored eyeball after another opened, staring fixedly at Lin Qiye who had charged before him.
Their gazes condensed into substantial beams of light, shooting out like bloody thorns, instantly piercing through Lin Qiye’s body, creating dozens of bloody holes!
Blood burst from the wounds like ethereal red spider lilies silently blooming in the dark seawater. Lin Qiye, who had been just a hair’s breadth away from taking Chen Yangrong’s head, groaned and lost his strength. Amidst the flowing blood, he began to sink uncontrollably in the seawater…
Only at this moment did the rage and madness in his eyes slightly recede, regaining a bit of clarity.
Damn it! His consciousness had been eroded again!
After realizing Chen Yangrong’s weakness, Lin Qiye’s inner confidence had been infinitely amplified to the point of arrogance. Under his frenzied thoughts, he had chosen to attack head-on…
In his loss of rationality, he hadn’t realized that even a weak “Klein” wasn’t something a “Limitless” could easily handle.
Moreover, this was inside the giant beast’s body, which was absolutely home field advantage for Chen Yangrong. Attacking blindly without thinking was undoubtedly a path to death.
Realizing this now was too late.
Chen Yangrong’s previous attack had severely wounded Lin Qiye. These holes piercing his body greatly restricted his movement, and just based on the terrifying rate of blood loss, it wouldn’t be long before Lin Qiye would die from excessive bleeding.
Chen Yangrong coldly smiled as he watched Lin Qiye gradually sinking in the blood mist, then reached out his palm toward him once more.
Dense tentacles churned through the seawater at an alarming speed. Huge, rapid whirlpools surged within the giant beast’s vast gastric walls. Blood-colored lightning crawled across the surface of the whirlpools, like grotesque lightning millstones, rapidly drawing Lin Qiye’s form into them.
Under the rapid water flow, Lin Qiye couldn’t stabilize himself at all and was uncontrollably pulled toward the nearest whirlpool.
At this moment, a deep blue figure swiftly cut through the seawater, weaving between the blood-colored lightning, extending both arms to firmly embrace Lin Qiye’s body!
A soft, warm sensation pressed against Lin Qiye’s back.
Lin Qiye turned his head to see Jia Lan smiling at him, her black hair tied with a red string floating gently in the water, her obsidian-like eyes sparkling like stars.
In the deep sea, Jia Lan opened her mouth, her lips moving silently to form four words:
—Adapt to circumstances.
A gleam of light flowed from Jia Lan’s body into Lin Qiye’s.
The flowing blood stopped, the wounds being corroded by seawater solidified, and his consciousness, which had been chaotic and frenzied under the Red Moon’s erosion, suddenly became clearer than ever before… his body seemed eternally frozen in this moment, unaffected by any external factors.
[Immortality].
She had given him [Immortality]?!
Without the protection of [Immortality], Jia Lan was now just an ordinary person. Under the intense suffocation and deep-sea pressure, her face visibly turned pale.
Lin Qiye’s pupils suddenly contracted. Without any hesitation, he opened his mouth and recited in the seawater:
“Autumn night’s cool wind rises, clear qi disperses the turbid heat!”
A fresh breeze emerged from the void, pushing away the thick seawater around them, enveloping Jia Lan behind him. Fresh air filled her nostrils, and her pale face regained some color.
