far away.

Leng Xuan looked into the distance and saw Loki's body being burned to ashes in the dazzling golden light. He turned to look at Si Xiaonan and said with some doubt:

"Loki is dead, what next?"

"He is the god of trickery, how can he die so easily?" Si Xiaonan shook his head. "Even if Lin Qiye has the power to kill gods in a short period of time, he can't be killed so easily. Among all the gods, his ability to survive is the strongest."

Leng Xuan nodded thoughtfully, "What's next?"

Si Xiaonan narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked into the distance at the figure that had turned into ashes. There was a gleam in his eyes, and it was unknown what he was thinking.

She turned around and walked away.

"Come back with me."

"Go back?" Leng Xuan was stunned. "Go back to where?"

"Asgard." Si Xiaonan said calmly, "Loki's real body is there, and the next step of the plan must also be carried out there."

Leng Xuan didn't ask any more questions, just nodded, "Okay."

…

Lin Qiye watched with his own eyes as Loki's body was turned into ashes by the power of the Seraphim, his eyes narrowed slightly.

As he thought, the one here was not Loki's real body. After all, he was the god of trickery, so why would he take such an adventurous action as to go to a foreign country alone?

In this case, Loki will definitely find ways to make trouble for him in the future, but this is not something Lin Qiye should worry about now, because it is hard to say whether he can survive this disaster.

He was forced to carry Merlin's soul, and used a "miracle" to delay it for so long. The backlash of the soul after the carrying was over was enough to kill him. Even if he survived by chance, he would most likely lose consciousness for a long time.

Now, Lin Qiye can only try to leave a "miracle" in his own body to see if it can work.

There is still some divine power left in his body now, but Lin Qiye is not a god after all. These divine powers will quickly dissipate in his body as time goes by and will eventually disappear without a trace.

Suddenly, Lin Qiye seemed to have thought of something. He reached out to open a space portal and stepped into it.

Peace Office.

Wu Xiangnan, Hong Ying and Wen Qimo were sitting on the rooftop in despair, staring at the unrecognizable city before them in silence.

Suddenly, a white space teleportation magic opened behind them, and Lin Qiye, wearing a dark blue robe, walked out. Seeing the scene in front of him, he was slightly startled.

Hongying turned her head and saw Lin Qiye walking out. Her already red eyes were filled with tears again.

"What happened?" Lin Qiye frowned slightly, "Where's the captain? Where's Si Xiaonan? Where's Leng Xuan?"

Wu Xiangnan and Wen Qimo lowered their heads and said nothing.

Hongying bit her lips and suddenly rushed to Lin Qiye, hugged him and cried bitterly:

"The captain... the captain disappeared with the others. Xiaonan... took Lengxuan with him. No one knows where they went."

Lin Qiye's body shook, and a look of disbelief appeared in his eyes.

The captain also...

Buzz——!

On the surface of Lin Qiye's body, the three white mental magics left by Merlin reappeared, suppressing his emotional fluctuations.

Lin Qiye took a deep breath, slowly let go of the red tassel, and spoke as gently as possible:

"Don't worry, Sister Hongying...they will come back."

Hongying's crying gradually subsided. She looked into Lin Qiye's eyes and asked softly, "Really? Can he really come back?"

"Yes." Lin Qiye nodded, "Since all of this is a miracle created by me, one day, I can create another miracle to bring them back."

Lin Qiye comforted Hongying on the surface, but he knew very well how low the success rate of doing so was. Unless he could get back the souls of those people, he would not be able to create another Cangnan that was exactly the same.

But... he didn't want Hongying to lose hope.

Hongying stared into Lin Qiye's eyes, and after a moment, she nodded heavily.

Lin Qiye walked past Hongying, came straight to Wu Xiangnan, and slowly squatted down.

"Qiye." Wu Xiangnan sat there, as if he had lost all his strength, and forced a pale smile at Lin Qiye, "The captain said... Thank you for giving this city, for giving him, a miracle."

Lin Qiye was stunned. He was silent for a moment, and also forced a smile, "Well, I understand."

After saying that, he stretched out his hands, "Deputy Captain, give me your hands."

Wu Xiangnan was stunned, not understanding what Lin Qiye wanted to do, but after hesitating for a moment, he stretched out his hands.

A faint golden light appeared in Lin Qiye's eyes again, and the [Mortal Divine Realm] opened again, covering him and Wu Xiangnan.

The light flashed, and the last part of the Seraphim's divine power turned into a "miracle" and poured into Wu Xiangnan's palm, then disappeared after a moment.

Also disappearing were the two deep scars.

Wu Xiangnan stared blankly at his palm which had returned to normal. After a moment, he finally came to his senses and looked up at Lin Qiye.

"Nanaye, this is..."

"Perhaps, this is the last miracle I can keep." Lin Qiye said gently.

The soul scars left by the Kusanagi sword cannot be cured unless a healing artifact with the same "eternal" aura is used. However, there is one exception...

That's when the miracle happens.

Lin Qiye poured the last of his divine power into Wu Xiangnan's body and healed the sword wound on his palm. From now on, he could hold the sword again.

After doing all this, the golden light in Lin Qiye's eyes completely faded away, and [Mortal Divine Realm] also collapsed bit by bit.

He suddenly stood up, waved his hand to open a space portal, and was about to walk into it.

"Qi Ye." Wen Qi Mo suddenly asked, "Where are you going?"

"I still have some things to deal with... I'll leave first." Lin Qiye forced a smile on his pale face. After leaving this sentence, no matter what others said, he hurriedly stepped into the space portal.

His figure disappeared on the spot.

A few kilometers away.

A white portal opened out of nowhere, and then began to shake violently, as if it could collapse at any time. Lin Qiye's figure flashed out of it, and he staggered and fell to the ground.

He barely supported his body with his hands, clenched his teeth, beads of sweat the size of beans kept sliding down his cheeks, and his body was shaking uncontrollably.

He had just treated Wu Xiangnan's injuries and had used up the last of his divine power. The miracle of carrying the soul disappeared.

He has reached his limit.

Merlin's soul returned to the mental hospital. Lin Qiye felt unprecedented weakness and fatigue surge into his heart. His soul seemed to be torn apart, and intense pain filled his mind!

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