"I cannot tell you his name yet. This is also his instruction." The red-eyed black shadow said seriously.

"But don't worry, because He and you are on the same side. Even if the whole world is against you...

He will always stand by you.”

Lin Qiye frowned slightly.

He doesn't like the feeling of being led by the nose.

The "He" mentioned by the red-eyed black shadow seemed to have seen through everything and even included himself in His chessboard. Although he kept saying that "He" would not do anything bad to him, he felt as if his fate was controlled by someone else, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

Who are you? Do I know you well?

“Why do you think I won’t let your soul be completely obliterated here?” Lin Qiye said with a gloomy face, “He thinks he knows everything. What if I just want to disrupt His plan…”

"You won't." Akame Kurokage said calmly, "Because I will buy my life with a piece of information."

Lin Qiye raised his brows.

"Are you so confident that this message can impress me?"

"Would you like to listen first?"

Lin Qiye stared into its eyes calmly, waiting for its next words.

In the cell, a red-eyed black shadow stepped in front of Lin Qiye.

It stretched out its hand and gently touched Lin Qiye's chest.

That red eye stared into Lin Qiye's eyes.

It slowly spoke:

"He's going to die."

Lin Qiye stood there in a daze.

…

On the plane.

Lin Qiye suddenly opened his eyes.

He reached out his hand and touched his chest...

His fingertips touched something hard and his whole body trembled slightly.

After a moment, he took out a wooden chopstick from his arms.

Looking at the wooden chopsticks, Lin Qiye was like a stone sculpture, frozen in place.

…

Fog.

In the dim city.

A deafening explosion sounded from the sky, and the entire ruined city suspended in the air was shaking violently.

Rustling dust fell from the top of the parking lot and sprinkled on the burning stove. The sound of a building collapsing in the distance echoed in the air like thunder. Outside the dark barrier, green and sword lights flashed in the clouds.

A heart-pounding pressure permeated between heaven and earth.

"Chen, Senior Chen Han..." Lu Yu stared blankly at the sky above his head, "What's going on?"

Chen Han was also shocked as he looked at the flashing sword light, and said uncertainly: "This should be... a war between gods?"

"That guy is fighting with the God of Wind?!" Lu Yu opened his mouth wide, "Then he..."

Chen Han stared at the sky for a long time, and slowly said: "He should be the Great Xia Sword Saint who is the ceiling of mankind."

No one except the human ceiling can fight against the gods.

But the question is, how could the Sword Master be in Anta County?

Is it a coincidence? Or...

Chen Han suddenly thought of a possibility, and looked at the figure in the sky with shock in his eyes.

"Sword Saint, why are you here? Is there something going on in Anta County?" Lu Yu asked doubtfully, then shook his head, "No, that's not right. If the Sword Saint was here, the Wind God would not have been able to successfully rescue us from the fog in the first place..."

Chen Han's lips trembled, and he said hoarsely:

"He came through the fog to save us."

Boom boom boom——!!

Above the dark sky, a series of horrifying noises were heard, and a dazzling sword light swept across the sky, tearing the sky apart like a scorching sun. The eerie sword energy swept through the air like a wave, and even with the dim light of Fengdu blocking it, the naked eye could not see directly.

Chen Han and Lu Yu lowered their heads at the same time, looking away from the sky, both looking a little worried.

Because the faint light restricted their vision, they could not see the battle situation in the sky at all. They could only judge who had the upper hand by the sword intent or strong wind that permeated the air.

The moment this sword light appeared, the pressure of the God of Wind was completely suppressed. Then there was a loud bang, and the entire broken city lost its support and fell down rapidly!

A strong feeling of weightlessness enveloped everyone's mind!

The stoves scattered in the underground garage floated upwards, and the vehicles on the street were also suspended in the air. Chen Han and Lu Yu grabbed the pillars beside them at the same time, their hearts in their throats.

If they fall from this height, this city, along with all the lives here, will be smashed into pieces!

At this moment, the whole city shook again, and all the objects that flew up due to weightlessness fell back to their original positions. Fortunately, the time of weightlessness was not long. Although the debris was scattered, the residents lying unconscious on the ground were not hurt.

The car fell heavily from the sky, and the sound of sirens pierced the silence of the city, echoing in the darkness.

Chen Han and Lu Yu got up from the ground at the same time and looked up at the sky nervously.

Above the dim light, the green light and sword light that were originally fighting fiercely all disappeared, and everything returned to calm, as if what had just happened had never happened.

"Senior Chen Han, did the Sword Saint... win or lose?" Lu Yu asked uncertainly.

Chen Han shook his head, "I don't know either..."

The two of them stood quietly at the entrance of the parking lot, shining the light of the flashlight across the dark street one by one, hoping to see the figure in the black shirt and backpack again...

In the silence, a tense atmosphere spread in the air.

Sword Master... please don't let anything happen to you.

They prayed silently.

Suddenly, a rapid and weak cough came from the end of the street.

“Cough, cough, cough…”

The two turned their heads at the same time and saw a figure covered in blood staggering towards them in the darkness at the end of the road.

His black shirt had been slashed with several tears, and shocking bloodstains were all over his body. His bloodstained black hair was messily covering his forehead. He lowered his head, coughing violently, and his face was extremely pale...

His hands were empty, and his palms were shaking slightly uncontrollably.

His sword... was gone.

"Senior Sword Saint!!!" Lu Yu shouted in surprise when he saw the figure, then he and Chen Han ran over quickly and supported him.

Chen Han held Zhou Ping's wrist, and a white light poured from his body into the sword master's wound. His face instantly became solemn.

"Senior Sword Saint, your injury..." Chen Han looked into Zhou Ping's eyes, as if he wanted to say something.

“Cough, cough, cough…” Zhou Ping coughed violently a few times, his lips turning pale. He waved his hands and spoke hoarsely, “I’m fine.”

"Senior Sword Saint, who won in the end between you and Wind God?" Lu Yu couldn't help but ask.

Zhou Ping was silent for a moment, "He retreated, so... I should be considered the winner."

Win?

When Lu Yu heard this, he widened his eyes in disbelief.

Although he had been praying for this result, he was still shocked beyond words when Zhou Ping said this in person.

Sword Master, forced back the Wind God?

That's a genuine Egyptian Ennead!

It is an existence that can uproot half of the city with a wave of its hand, and then transport it through the fog and back to the City of the Sun in Egypt.

Is he really still human?

"Senior Sword Saint... then, then what shall we do now..." Lu Yu spoke with some stammering.

Zhou Ping raised his pale face and gazed calmly towards the east.

"go home."

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