Daxia border.
A gray streak of light streaked across the wall of fog and flew straight towards Daxia.
"The breath of an alien god is coming!!" In the rebuilt Chennan Pass, the night watchman who was always on guard against the foggy border discovered the flowing light, immediately sounded the alarm, and began to report the situation to the temporary command center.
As the shrill alarm sounded, the faces of the people in Chennan Pass suddenly changed, and they immediately rushed to their posts. At the same time, a powerful wave of divine power erupted from Chennan Pass!
Nezha rode on the Wind-Fire Wheel and held the Fire Spear in his hand as he roared up from the sea. He stared at the rapidly approaching gray figure with a frown on his face.
Ever since the battle of Chennan Pass, this border has been in a state of silence, and no other foreign gods have invaded. After all, apart from the gods of the Ke series, there are very few existences that can pose a threat to Daxia. But to be on the safe side, Heaven still left a Daxia god in each pass.
"Only one?" Nezha said in a deep voice.
"That's right." Guan Zai flew up from Chennan Pass and pulled down the brim of his cap. "But the one coming is a main god, and his aura is very terrifying. He should be one of the top main gods."
"Well, who cares who he is."
Nezha brandished his flaming spear and rushed towards the gray light. The aura emanating from the light was stronger than his, even reaching the level of Monkey King. However, as long as he was below the Supreme, Nezha was confident that he could stop the person and delay until the arrival of other Great Xia gods.
"Who are you? How dare you break into our Great Xia?"
A ball of dazzling fire broke through the sky and accurately blocked the gray shadow. Nezha walked out of the flames with murderous aura.
In front of him, a gray figure with six wings on its back slowly emerged.
The moment he saw the man's face clearly, Nezha was slightly stunned.
"Is it you?"
Nezha had a pretty good memory. After the battle to defend the Kunlun Mountain monument, he had brought Lin Qiye's teammates to the Heavenly Palace to see him. The gray angel in front of him exuding the aura of the Lord God was a young man at that time.
"Senior Nezha." Shen Qingzhu cupped his hands. "I am Shen Qingzhu from the Nightfall team. We have met before."
"Shen Qingzhu???"
Guan Zai, who followed closely, was also shocked when he saw him!
"How did you become..." Guan was halfway through his words, as if he had thought of something, "You really absorbed the essence of hell and came back?!"
When Shen Qingzhu had just disappeared, Lin Qiye and others asked the gods of Daxia to find him. His disappearance was no secret. At this moment, when Guan saw the six wings and breath behind him, he immediately figured out the cause and effect.
"That's right." Shen Qingzhu nodded slightly, "Senior Guan Zai, may I ask, where is [Night] now?"
Guan Zai and Nezha looked at each other and fell silent at the same time.
Noticing the changes in their expressions, Shen Qingzhu's heart sank and his face became a little more serious.
"【Nightfall】...are you okay?"
"well……"
…
Night Watch Headquarters.
The silver elevator continued to descend, and as the numbers on the screen changed to the seventh floor underground, the heavy elevator door slowly opened.
Zuo Qing, wearing a dark red cloak, walked in the front, followed closely by Lin Qiye, wearing a hospital gown, and behind him was Wu Quan, who had a face full of resentment.
Lin Qiye was going to come to the Night Watch headquarters, so Dr. Li naturally wouldn't stop him. After all, Lin Qiye had things he wanted to do, which was good for his 'heart barrier' and meant that he was trying to get out of it little by little... Dr. Li wouldn't leave Sunshine Psychiatric Hospital easily, so he assigned Wu Quan to take care of Lin Qiye personally.
The three of them walked through a dim corridor, and as Zuo Qing used his fingerprint to open a tall metal door, the space in front of them suddenly became clear.
This is an empty underground space, at least six stories high. In the center of this space, a towering black stone tablet stands like an oversized straight knife piercing the earth.
Near the underground space, a black staircase spirals up and extends to the top of the stele, ensuring that the characters on the stele can be clearly seen from any direction and angle.
The moment he saw the stone tablet, Lin Qiye's cloudy eyes shrank slightly.
He had been to the Night's Watch headquarters more than once, but he had never been inside. There were a total of seven floors underground in the headquarters, and six of them were used to accommodate this stone tablet. They stood at the foot of this magnificent stone tablet, feeling as small as ants.
Wuquan looked up at the stone tablet, his face full of shock.
"Are these the names of the Night Watchmen?" Wu Quan stroked the surface of the stone tablet with his hand. The densely packed names were carved in an orderly manner. Each character was about the size of two thumb nails. They were neat and sharp, and contained a sharp edge.
"Yes, but not entirely." Zuo Qing looked up at the stone tablet and spoke slowly, "The names engraved on this stone tablet are not only those of the Night Watchmen, but also those of the 139 Special Operations Group and members of the Evil Suppression Division from an even older period.
During the Han Dynasty, the champion marquis Huo Qubing established the Suppression of Evils Division. He fished out a huge stone from the abyss of the East China Sea. At the suggestion of his friends, he engraved the names of all the members of the Suppression of Evils Division on it to show their immortality...
After that, dynasties changed, but the Evil Suppression Division always existed until the end of the feudal era and the advent of the fog, when it was transformed into the 136th Special Operations Group, and then the Night Watch. "
Zuo Qing's fingertips traced over the names on the stele, his expression somewhat complicated. "So far, this stele has engraved the names of 17,931 members of the Evil Suppression Division, 98 members of the 139th Special Operations Team, and 11,079 Night Watchmen."
"Wait...that's not right. The Evil Suppression Bureau was established in the Han Dynasty, right? It's been more than 2,000 years since then, and there are only more than 17,000 people? The Night Watch has only a history of more than 100 years, and there are more than 11,000 people?" Wu Quan asked with a frown.
"In ancient times, transportation was inconvenient and intelligence was blocked. Even if a 'mystery' appeared, it would not cause much impact. In addition, at that time, there were the gods and heavenly soldiers of Daxia in charge. If there were a large number of 'mysterious' riots, they would take action to resolve them. Therefore, the number of members of the Evil Suppression Bureau has been very small over the years.
On the other hand, although the Night Watch has only a hundred years of history, the population of Daxia has also grown rapidly, and without the Daxia God in charge, the more Night Watchmen there are, the better."
Wuquan nodded slightly.
The crowd walked up the spiral staircase to the top of the stone tablet. At the top of the stone tablet, three characters written in a flamboyant style shone brightly under the light. Although they were written in official script, their meanings could be vaguely discerned:
——Huo Qubing.
Lin Qiye looked down from Huo Qubing's name, and the second one was "Gong Yang Wan", followed by "Zhan Yuwu", "Yan Zhong", "Jiang Songqing"... These names were engraved on the stone tablet, but they were just names. In this era, no one knew what kind of heavy and magnificent stories were hidden behind these ancient names.
Lin Qiye turned his gaze away from these names and asked:
"Where's the name of the special squad?"