Lin Qiye was startled, "Why?"

"You're called Lin Paopi... is that true? I'm almost dying... and you still want me to live in someone else's head and work for you? You're wishing!" Xia Simeng grinned weakly, but then violently coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood.

She turned her gaze away from Lin Qiye and looked up at the starry sky above her head, with longing in her eyes:

"As for me...what I want most is freedom. I happened to be a night watchman in this life...I will definitely lose my freedom...I want to give myself a very long vacation...In the next life, I would rather be a free bird...I can go wherever I want."

Lin Qiye looked at the gradually dimming eyes and opened his mouth:

"Feel sorry……"

"Oh, I'm just complaining... You just did what you should do... To be honest, the time you gave me in the past few years... is more than Commander Ye and Commander Zuo combined. You are already the best commander in my heart!" Xia Simeng raised her hand with difficulty, as if she wanted to give Lin Qiye a thumbs up, but it still fell limply to the ground.

Her vitality quickly faded away, her eyes closed, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"Bye...Commander Lin."

The golden remaining flames dissipated in the air, and under the dark red sky, only the endless sound of waves and buzzing could be heard.

Lin Qiye held Xia Simeng's body in his arms, half-kneeling on the beach like a stone statue, motionless.

"Commander Lin..."

Everyone in the [Phoenix] team gathered around, their eyes already red from crying.

Lin Qiye's chest rose and fell violently. After a moment, he gently put Xia Simeng's body down.

"Who caused the injuries on her body?"

"It was a guard, and he's dead." Cao Sha paused for a moment, raising his bloodshot eyes, "However, it was Poseidon and Hades who asked them to torture the captain, saying they wanted to get information about Daxia, but the captain didn't say a word!"

Cao Sha recounted all of Lin Qiye's experiences over the past two days. Lin Qiye's expression became increasingly gloomy, and the chill between his brows made the other members of the Phoenix tremble uncontrollably.

"……I see."

Lin Qiye stood up slowly and looked to his side. In addition to Xia Simeng, there were nearly two thousand people who had turned into cold corpses among the dark figures lying on the coast... They were ordinary people who were frozen or starved to death in bird cages by the Olympian gods.

Lin Qiye placed his hand on the hilt of the knife at his waist and suddenly exerted force!

Clang——!!

The sound of the sword echoes under the sky,

Lin Qiye stabbed the straight knife into the ground in front of the corpses, and where the blade was pointing were the four sacred mountains!

The golden imprint of the word "seven" gleamed brightly in the dimness.

Lin Qiye stepped out, his crimson cloak dancing wildly in the storm, an almost tangible murderous intent raging out!

He took a deep breath, and his voice echoed over the four sacred mountains!

"——Daxia Night Watchmen and all human ceilings, listen to my orders!"

“——Today, I will hunt down the gods and leave no body intact! I will definitely extract their bones and stain the sacred mountain with blood!!”

…

On top of Youshen Mountain.

A crimson figure slowly pushed open the heavy palace door. Eerie cold air poured out of the palace, covering the ground with a layer of white frost.

Shen Qingzhu lowered his head and picked up a cigarette, rubbing his fingers together to light it. The weak flame illuminated a corner of the darkness.

He took a deep breath and exhaled a misty smoke that drifted into the hall.

"You also heard that our commander is determined to bleed you today... Do you want to hand over your neck yourself, or do you want me to chop it off myself?" Shen Qingzhu said lightly.

Boom boom boom——!!

Pale green flames lit up one after another in the hall. Countless grey-black ghost images roamed wildly in the hall, and their shrill howls made people's scalps numb.

Strange lines lit up from all over the hall, as if they were gazes from the underworld, staring at Shen Qingzhu in front of the door.

"You are overestimating yourself." Hades, the god of the underworld, spoke coldly, "With me in charge of this Netherworld Killing Formation, even if a Great Xia Golden Immortal comes, he will surely die! If you can walk out of this sacred mountain alive today, I will cut off my own head and give it to you!"

Hearing this, Shen Qingzhu raised his eyebrows.

"That's what you said..."

Six gray wings spread out behind Shen Qingzhu. His eyes instantly turned cold, and his body instantly turned into a gray lightning, crashing into this mythical killing formation!

The next moment, gray embers surged out of the palace gate like roaring waves! !

…

Bacchus Mountain.

Lin Qiye's voice echoed above the sacred mountain and slowly dissipated after a long time.

The dark cloak fluttered in the wind. The figure raised his head, holding the stone flute in one hand and smiled slightly.

"Hu Jia... I obey your command."

He walked slowly up the stone steps. As soon as his feet reached the top of the mountain, the earth seemed to melt and turned into dark red wine that fell down!

Hu Jia paused, but did not fall. A dark red rain of wine surrounded him in the air. Ferocious and vicious faces emerged from the rain, like drunkards who had gone mad and lost their minds.

The moment he saw these faces, Hu Jia's cheeks flushed, and he seemed to be drunk, with his brain gradually slowing down.

But the drunken dizziness only lasted for a moment, and he came to his senses, with a mysterious gleam in his eyes.

"Is it also a spiritual mythical killing formation... just what I want."

The stone xun was gently placed between the lips, and the next moment, the melodious sound of the xun echoed over the sacred mountain.

…

Lin Qiye slowly stopped between the two sacred mountains.

He looked up at the sky. Above the sacred mountain connected to the four stars, threads of cause and effect hung down… Through these causes and effects, he could clearly know which people existed on which sacred mountain.

Hu Jia is in the Dionysus Mountain, and Zhua Ge is in the Nether God Mountain. One of them is a spiritual god with [Immortality], and the other is a silent angel with the origin of hell. Lin Qiye is not worried about fighting against the mythical killing array. The rest of the human ceiling will not have any problem fighting against the sub-gods.

But apart from these two sacred mountains, no one came to fight on Mount Yangshen where Apollo sat and Mount Poseidon where Poseidon sat.

Lin Qiye could of course split into two, letting the original body fight Apollo and the Seraph clone fight Poseidon, but in this way the original body would lack the ability to kill gods, and with Seraph's current power being drained, it would probably be difficult for him to exert effective combat power.

After hesitating for a moment, Lin Qiye seemed to have thought of something, took out something from his arms and placed it in his palm.

It was a game cartridge with a blank label.