...dead?

Lin Qiye glanced at the causes and effects on the list, and his hand holding the paper tightened.

In this world, there are only two people who can see cause and effect, one is the monk Fatalism, and the other is him... [Unprovoked cause] and [Predetermined result] are at the same level, even the monk Fatalism cannot deceive his eyes.

The victims represented by these names were indeed dead, and the remaining 200 people were on the verge of death. They would definitely not survive until they reached Olympus.

“So, their purpose from the beginning was to kill ordinary people to vent their anger?” Lin Qiye’s eyes were burning with anger, “These beasts…!!!”

The murderous intent was raging wildly. Just as the monk was about to say something, Lin Qiye roared at the nothingness beside him again:

"Shut up!"

The fateful monk was stunned.

Without saying a word, Lin Qiye sank his consciousness into the Gods' Mental Hospital, killed Chaos who had been chattering beside him, and then returned to reality with a face so gloomy that water could drip out of it.

Monk Fate also realized that the words just now were not directed at him, so he asked:

"What are you going to do?"

The anger on Lin Qiye's face gradually subsided, and he soon returned to his usual calmness, but in his eyes, one could vaguely see a hint of cold light flashing.

Lin Qiye wanted to kill Olympus, and his first purpose was to save people... But now that the people were dead, there was only endless hatred between them and Olympus. Since it was revenge, if there was no guarantee of crushing, rushing to Olympus would be an absolute risk, with no benefits but only harm.

He pondered for a moment, then spoke grimly:

"Then wait for three more days... After three days, bloodbath Olympus!"

Seeing this, Monk Fate finally relaxed a little. He nodded slightly and said, "Since you are back, I will leave these tasks to you. I will come to see you in three days."

The fatalistic monk walked out of the office, closed the door, and slowly walked to the end of the corridor.

The dim sunset fell on the muddy cassock, and his shadow walked between light and darkness. His slender fingertips reached into his arms and slowly pulled out another list...

He glanced at the list and flicked it lightly, and the list turned into fragments all over the sky and disappeared in the breeze.

"Don't blame me... Everything is for the final victory."

…

Olympus.

Under the gloomy dark clouds, a huge "three" hangs above the head of every Greek god, like a sword of Damocles that dominates fate.

Hades, the god of the underworld, wearing a black robe, walked into a dark palace. Scarlet blood splattered all over the floor tiles and had already solidified into scabs.

In the deepest part of the palace, a blood-stained figure was hanging on an iron frame, with his head lowered, as if dead.

"How is it?" Hades' voice sounded in a low voice.

"Still nothing." A sinister figure in armor, holding a long whip covered with thorns, spoke respectfully.

"It seems to be a tough nut to crack."

Hades chuckled, walked up to the figure, held her chin with one hand, and slowly lifted it up...

Xia Simeng's eyes were covered with blood, and her eyelashes were stuck together. She looked at the man in front of her through the bloody gaps, and the corners of her pale mouth rose slightly.

"Hehe... Isn't this the famous Hades... He actually found time to visit me... Why didn't he bring any gifts?"

"Gift? What gift do you want?"

"For example, the front teeth that were knocked out during the invasion of Daxia? Hahahaha..."

Xia Simeng's arrogant laughter echoed in the palace. The eyes of Hades, the God of the Underworld, turned cold instantly. His slender fingertips strangled Xia Simeng's throat. The laughter stopped abruptly. A cold air penetrated into Xia Simeng's body through his fingertips, staining her neck with a touch of purple.

"I don't want to waste time talking to you... Since you are Athena's agent, has she contacted you in the past few years? Where did she go with Nyx?" Hades' voice was extremely cold.

Xia Simeng's pupils gradually became dilated, she opened her mouth and spoke hoarsely:

"No……"

Hades frowned and asked again, "Since you are Athena's agent, your position as the Night Watchman in Daxia is not low... Let me ask you, what has Daxia done recently? Besides those human gods, what other cards do you have?"

Xia Simeng's face looked ashen, as if she could no longer withstand the erosion of Hades' power. She murmured something, but it was unclear.

Hades loosened his hand and moved closer to Xia Simeng. "What did you say?"

"I...said...Daxia...recently...will..."

Hades' eyes lit up slightly when he heard these vague words.

"Give me a holiday... Ten days... No... Twenty days..."

Hades was startled, then came to his senses after a moment and stared at Xia Simeng in front of him, "Are you kidding me?!"

Xia Simeng burst into laughter, not at all looking like she was dying just now, and her eyes were full of sarcasm.

Hades' eyes burned with anger. He snatched the whip from the guard next to him and lashed Xia Simeng madly. The cold thorns cut her flesh, and blood splattered all over the palace!

Xia Simeng just clenched his teeth, like a tense corpse, and had no idea what pain was.

After whipping Xia Simeng for half a minute, her breath had almost disappeared. Hades slowly stopped the whip in his hand, his heaving chest gradually calmed down, and he glanced at her coldly.

"Throw her back into the cage. Don't let her die. Drag her out and beat her again tomorrow!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Hades turned into a shadow and disappeared into the palace.

The guard followed the instructions and untied the dying Xia Simeng from the iron frame. With a plop, the body fell to the ground like mud. He grabbed Xia Simeng's hair with one hand and dragged her into a huge cage as if she were a piece of garbage.

The shape of this cage is very strange. From a distance, it looks like a birdcage made of gold, elegant and sturdy. Even the hazy gray fog is kept outside the cage, like the residence of some divine bird.

But at this moment, the golden birdcage was filled with humans.

These humans were disheveled and huddled together in various bird cages. At a glance there were thousands of them.

At this moment, at the edge of the birdcage, several wounded girls were silently looking in the direction of the palace. As the guards dragged Xia Simeng out of the pool of blood, their pupils suddenly contracted and they subconsciously wanted to stand up, but they still restrained their bodies and curled up in place pretending nothing had happened.

Squeak——

The guard opened the door of the birdcage, threw Xia Simeng in, wiped the blood off his hands with disgust, closed the door and turned away.

After making sure that he had gone far away, the girls rushed forward and picked up the bloody Xia Simeng:

"Captain?! Are you okay, Captain?!"