"who?!!"

Lin Qiye suddenly opened his eyes, and surging mental power surged out of his body in an instant, and he felt as if facing a formidable enemy.

But when he saw the scene clearly, he suddenly froze in place.

"Is this... the Gods Psychiatric Hospital?" Lin Qiye muttered to himself as he looked at the familiar hospital buildings and courtyards around him.

Lin Qiye clearly remembered that he was standing on the steps of the Sword Tower just now, and that face of [Chaos] suddenly rushed out, destroyed the Sword Tower, swallowed An Qingyu, and was trapped in the Zhuxian Sword Formation...

But the next moment, he felt as if someone had hit him hard on the back of the head, and his consciousness floated away from his body, as if he was in a coma.

When he woke up again, he was standing in the Gods Mental Hospital.

“How could this happen? I clearly didn’t put my consciousness in…” Lin Qiye’s eyes were full of confusion.

He immediately closed his eyes, trying to regain his consciousness. The situation outside was very critical, and he couldn't stay in the hospital at this time... But a few seconds later, when he opened his eyes again, he was still in the hospital.

Lin Qiye stood there in a daze.

He tried a few more times, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't return to his body as usual. It was as if his consciousness was locked in this hospital by something!

Beads of sweat oozed out of Lin Qiye's forehead. Just as he was about to try again, he suddenly seemed to realize something and his eyes suddenly narrowed.

It's too quiet.

This hospital... is too quiet.

Every time Lin Qiye returned to the hospital, it was bustling with hundreds of caregivers doing their own jobs. The sounds of conversation, cooking, washing clothes, and laughter could be heard... No matter where he stood, he had a feeling of prosperity.

But this time, there was dead silence in his ears.

Lin Qiye glanced around. The entire hospital was empty. There was not a single person in sight in the wards, nurses' dormitories, and corridors.

His brows were furrowed tightly.

Something is wrong...

"Li Yifei!!" Lin Qiye shouted, and the remaining sound echoed in the open space in the yard.

One second, two seconds, three seconds... after ten seconds, there was still no response.

Where have all the people gone?

Lin Qiye immediately spread his mental power throughout the entire hospital. No matter which building it was, it was completely empty. Even the underground cells were searched. Hundreds of caregivers seemed to have disappeared from the face of the earth.

But the vegetables on the kitchen chopping board, the half-fallen quilt by the window, and the steaming teacup in the lounge all bear traces of their presence.

Lin Qiye's heart sank instantly.

At this moment, he seemed to sense something and suddenly turned his head to look towards the center of the courtyard.

Under the big tree in the center of the courtyard, a figure was sitting quietly beside the chessboard, with his head slightly raised, looking at the nothingness in the sky, as if he was watching something.

Seeing that familiar and kind figure, Lin Qiye's heart finally settled down a little. He walked quickly to the side of the chessboard and asked hurriedly:

"Senior Yelande, what happened here?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Qiye felt a little regretful.

Facing this parrot uncle Yelande, no matter what he said, he could only get a fixed answer, which was completely useless.

Yelande was wearing the sacred robe made of white clouds, staring at the nothingness above his head, and his eyes slightly turned to fall on Lin Qiye.

A brilliant smile appeared on that kind face. Usually, Yelande would always smile kindly no matter what the situation was. This was the first time that Lin Qiye saw such a strong smile on his face...

For some reason, this brilliant smile on that old face seemed inexplicably eerie and strange.

"……you guess?"

When these two words fell into Lin Qiye's ears, a bolt from the blue instantly flashed through his mind!

Can he speak?

He can actually speak?!

Lin Qiye opened his eyes and was about to say something when the old man in white robe sitting behind the chessboard suddenly melted like black mud. The roiling black air surged out of his body and intertwined into a pure black naked figure in the blink of an eye!

The figure was more than three meters tall, with limbs as thin as bamboo poles, and looked like an upright four-legged cricket. On its thick torso was a narrow head with no facial features and no face, looking extremely weird!

Lin Qiye's pupils contracted violently. At the same time, he seemed to sense something and turned his head sharply to look towards the second floor of the ward.

On the second floor of the hospital building, on the doorplate of the sixth ward from the left, the original book pattern peeled off bit by bit until the real pattern behind it was revealed:

——"?"

Lin Qiye suddenly turned his head and looked at the faceless man in black in front of him, "Who are you?!"

"Me?" The faceless man's voice was extremely sharp, no longer as gentle and magnetic as Yelande's original voice. From the tone of his voice, it sounded like he was sneering, "Of course I am the most compassionate, selfless and dedicated leader of the Western Saint Church, Yelande?

Don't you recognize me? My respected Dean Lin Qiye?

Or do you only recognize that sentence? "

The faceless man's figure flickered, and strangely transformed into a white robed Yelande with compassion for all living things. He spoke kindly in a deep voice, "You did very well, child..."

“Hahahahahahaha…”

He assumed the appearance of Yelande, regained his original sharp and piercing voice, and laughed wildly and sarcastically.

Lin Qiye stared at him intently and spoke word by word:

"When did you replace him?"

"Switch?"

"Yelande" seemed to have heard something funny and couldn't help laughing again, "My respected Dean Lin, do you still think that the person living in that ward is Yelande?

That old guy is still clinging on to guard the seal on the moon, how could he possibly come here to play house with you guys?"

Hearing this, Lin Qiye's expression changed drastically.

"It's you?! You have been pretending to be Yeland and staying in this hospital?!"

He felt the terrifying pressure of the god of Czar from the other party, and seemed to have thought of something, "You are Chaos, Nyarlathotep!??"

"I'm glad you've heard my name before." "Yelande" sneered, "Unfortunately, it's too late..."

Song——!!

Before he finished speaking, the sword light of the Ame-Kushu sword pierced through the void and flashed towards the throat of Chaos!

Lin Qiye didn’t know how this guy got into the Hospital of Gods, nor did he know what he wanted to do, but his intuition told him that he must kill this guy immediately!

If it were in the outside world, this would be almost impossible, but this is the Gods Mental Hospital, and here he is truly invincible. Holding the sword of Ama Murasakibara and seizing the opportunity, he may be able to create a miracle!

Seeing the rapidly approaching sword light, disdain emerged on Chaos' face. He just stood there quietly, allowing the sword light to pierce his throat!

clang--!!

The tip of the sword touched Chaos' throat, making a sound of metal clashing, and Lin Qiye stood there in a daze.

The sword of Ame-no-Kusan was not able to hurt him at all.

As [Chaos] raised his fingertips, an invisible force hit Lin Qiye's chest. He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards!