As Tiankong Lin Qiye flicked his fingers, two more "planes" passed above and below him. These six "planes" were parallel to each other and perpendicular to each other. The transparent cubic space in the center blocked it like a prison!

[Chaos] was suspended in the center of the cube, frowning and looking around, and finally locked onto Lin Qiye in the distance, and spoke grimly:

"You are not Lin Qiye... who are you?"

Lin Qiye had asked Him the same question in the hospital not long ago...but in just a dozen minutes, the roles of the two had been reversed.

Lin Qiye looked down at Him, with no intention of answering. He just raised his finger silently and pointed at the "Chaos" in the center of the cube.

The six "planes" converged in an instant, and the transparent cube space in the center collapsed towards the center like a falling planet. A bright white light shone in the sky, and all the figures in the ruins of heaven were forced to close their eyes.

When they opened their eyes again, above the sky where the white light had disappeared, a black hole with a radius of several kilometers was slowly compressing... Dense space cracks covered the entire sky like a spider web.

Lin Qiye looked down at the collapsing black hole. The figure of Chaos had disappeared from it. His deep eyes narrowed slightly:

"The power I can use is still too weak... That's all, it's just some external things."

He shook his head, and the white light flowing in his chest gradually dissipated. His originally solid soul began to blur visibly... but in just a moment, it turned back into a normal, ethereal and weak soul.

The soul of Lin Qiye closed his eyes, and he fell from the sky little by little like a kite with a broken string.

…

Hundreds of kilometers away.

A ball of chaotic black mist suddenly surged out from nothingness and transformed into another "Lin Qiye".

[Chaos] looked back at the direction of the Heavenly Palace, his face extremely gloomy:

"He can actually mobilize the power of this world... Could it be that this guy has some hidden cards that I don't know about?"

He pondered for a moment, then withdrew his gaze and gently spread out his palms, revealing the outline of a miniature hospital in the air.

The corners of his mouth slightly raised, "No matter what trump card you have, without the hospital and this body, even if you are rescued, you will always be a useless person...

As long as I get this thing, it will be worth all my years of hiding."

Chaos closed his palms, and the outline of the hospital disappeared. He was about to leave, but he seemed to have thought of something and looked back:

"I almost forgot...there's that guy."

…

Heaven.

After the battle between Chaos and the gods of Daxia, large areas of the immortal palaces have been reduced to ruins.

Amidst the dust, a figure slowly walked forward along the broken stone road, his crimson cloak illuminated by the remaining fire.

"An...Qingyu."

A hoarse voice came from the ruins. An Qingyu stopped and turned to look calmly.

Among the shattered remains of the immortal palace, a figure was crushed by a tall broken wall in a pool of blood. Zuo Qing's body was stained red with blood, and the straight knife was stuck upside down in the distance, and his eyes were full of bloodshot.

"Where do you want to go?" He stared at An Qingyu and spoke word by word.

An Qingyu glanced at him and said calmly:

"Go find Chaos."

"…Do you know what you are doing?"

"Um."

An Qingyu's expression was extremely calm, and his grey eyes were like an iceberg, without the slightest emotion fluctuation at all.

Zuo Qing's hands were pressed under the broken wall, and he couldn't help clenching them. He spoke hoarsely:

"What did you see behind the Gate of Truth?"

"a lot of."

"You... found a way to revive Jiang Er?"

An Qingyu frowned slightly, looked at him quietly, and did not answer.

"Except for her, I can't think of any reason that would make you change sides." Zuo Qing said in a deep voice.

An Qingyu retracted his gaze and spoke slowly: "The origin of Cthulhu Mythos is far beyond your imagination... In the billions of timelines I have seen, humans have no chance of winning.

I just made the best choice.”

"To join Cthulhu is your choice? Do you think you are doing justice to Daxia by doing this?"

"I have done enough for Daxia...I don't owe Daxia anything."

"What about Lin Qiye?"

An Qingyu paused slightly in his forward steps.

"If you leave like this, what will Lin Qiye do?

Now there are only three of you left in [Nightfall]. After you leave, [Nightfall] will be forced to disband... You should know better than anyone what this team means to Lin Qiye.

It was he who chose to trust you without hesitation when everyone doubted you, and it was he who used all his achievements to pave the way for you to leave.

If you betray him in the end...what should he do?"

An Qingyu did not answer. He just stood there in silence for a long time and walked forward without looking back.

"An Qingyu!" Zuo Qing's low roar came from the ruins, "If you leave this heaven today, you will no longer be the deputy captain of [Nightfall]! No longer the night watchman of Daxia!

From now on, the gods of Daxia and us, the Night's Watch, will hunt you down to the ends of the earth!"

Zuo Qing's roar echoed in the dead silent sky. An Qingyu had no intention of stopping and his steps were getting faster and faster!

The outline of Nantianmen gradually emerged in the smoke and flames.

He suddenly stopped.

The flickering flames turned the magnificent Nantianmen into a blood-red color. Under the gate, a figure stood quietly in the sea of ​​fire and ruins.

It was also a figure wearing a crimson cloak.

Cao Yuan placed one hand on the handle of the straight knife at his waist, his eyes reflecting the firelight all over the ground. He stared at An Qingyu not far away, his dry lips slightly opened...

"Where are you going... Lieutenant Captain An?"

Cao Yuan's hoarse voice mixed with the crackling sound of burning. Two crimson figures stood facing each other in front of the bloody Nantian Gate.

An Qingyu's gray eyes stared ahead and he spoke calmly:

"You can't persuade me, Cao Yuan."

Cao Yuan's right hand gripping the hilt of the knife tightened, his joints turned pale. He took a deep breath.

"I'm not going to persuade you. No one can easily change the things you have decided... So, I can only knock you out first. When Qiye wakes up, you can explain it clearly in front of him."

"You can't beat me."

"Even if I can't win, I have to try." Cao Yuan said calmly, "I can't just watch [Night]... fall apart."

Song——!!

As Cao Yuan drew his sword, dark evil flames shot up into the sky!

A grinning black afterimage swept across the earth, and several sword beams filled with murderous aura cut through the void and slashed towards An Qingyu's body!