# 1775
Chapter 1775: The Celebration Begins
When the figure turned around, Jia Shasha couldn't help but lower her head again, not daring to look up at him.
"You…" The staff member hadn't expected this young man to shout directly either, and was about to explain to the officer, when a figure walked over.
Commander Lin looked down at the boy and girl with their heads bowed, and said calmly:
"What is it?"
Under that nonchalant aura, Jia Shasha's head dipped lower and lower as she said quietly, "I… I have something to give you."
"What is it?"
Jia Shasha immediately handed forward the backpack soaked with sweat, and beside her, Zhen Xiaoyi did the same.
His gaze swept across the two backpacks, Commander Lin's brow furrowed slightly, as if contemplating something. "Who asked you to deliver this?"
"Our team leader, Hongying."
"Hongying?" Commander Lin's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Yes… These are the dumplings she saved for you during New Year. She asked us to bring them to you on our way… Oh, and she said you should find time to go home for meals more often." Jia Shasha gathered her courage and blurted out everything Hongying had told her, then abruptly bowed!
"I'm sorry! We apologize for disturbing you, Commander Lin! We'll be going now!"
The words fell, and he grabbed Zhen Xiaoyi's arm and turned to hurry back.
"Hold it." A voice came from behind them, and the two froze in their tracks.
Jia Shasha's heart leapt into her throat. Only at this moment did she realize what she had just done… She had actively stopped that fearsome Commander-in-Chief, and in front of everyone, told him to go home for meals?!
Sweat dripped down her face. She wished she could find a crack in the ground to disappear into.
Commander Lin walked slowly to their side. That face that seemed to have no emotion whatsoever hesitated for a moment, then slightly curved at the corner of his mouth. His voice softened a little:
"Thank you for making the trip. Please pass on my thanks to Hongying."
Jia Shasha stood dazed for a long moment, then quickly said, "Yes… No, wait— I mean— no, it's no trouble at all!"
Commander Lin gave a slight nod, then turned and continued toward the celebration venue. Many high-ranking Night Watch officials followed silently behind him.
Watching those figures leave, Jia Shasha and Zhen Xiaoyi finally relaxed.
"Finally done with that." Jia Shasha slumped onto the ground, utterly exhausted. "Commander Lin may be cold, but he's not as terrifying as the rumors say… What do you think? Xiaoyi."
"Xiaoyi?"
Jia Shasha turned around to find Zhen Xiaoyi gazing into the distance, mumbling to himself:
"Strange… Commander Lin's face… why does it seem like I've seen it somewhere before?"
...
As the final performance concluded, the official countdown to the celebration on the wall was also nearing its end. Numerous Night Watch members gathered toward the center of the venue.
At this moment, the nine metal frames with the divine corpses nailed to them had all been hung along the edges of the silver-white city walls. The sea wind ruffled the blood-stained garments, making the wounds carved into the divine corpses all the more ghastly.
Above the walls, the seven high-ranking Night Watch division heads stood in a neat row, draped in dark red cloaks. They came to a halt before the nine divine corpses.
This was also the first time all the young Night Watch members present had laid eyes on the legendary high-ranking officials. Among these seven, some were elderly, some young. At this moment, none concealed the fluctuations of their realms. Three of the seven radiated the aura of Human Apex, and one was shrouded in divine pressure that dominated the heavens!
These auras tore apart the residual divine might clinging to the nine corpses. They stood with their backs to the sun hanging above the gray mist, as if cutting apart both light and shadow.
This scene seared itself into the hearts of every young Night Watch member, setting their blood boiling. They were filled with longing toward those seven figures. For a considerable time to come, this moment would become a source of confidence and motivation for them.
Just as everyone was awestruck by those seven silhouettes, a deep crimson figure stepped out of nothingness from within the city, walking toward the seven figures.
He was a composed, deep-water young man.
On the blade hilt at his waist, a golden numeral "Seven" gleamed under the sunlight.
He passed through the nine divine corpses, the wind tearing at his cloak, his eyes revealing not a trace of emotion as he gazed nonchalantly at the distant misty walls.
He came to a halt before the seven high-ranking Night Watch officials, then turned to look back at the people within the pass.
"I am Lin Qiye, the seventh Commander-in-Chief of the Night Watch." His low voice echoed throughout the pass.
"I hereby declare: the God Hunt Celebration… is officially open!"
...
Northern border of Great Xia.
BOOM——!!!
A blinding streak of crimson light tore across the sky and crashed into the snow-capped mountains.
The surging divine might blew the snowflakes aloft. A massive divine shadow rose to its feet, gripping a massive axe, its eyes sharp and fierce.
"A bunch of ants… They killed a few weak gods and became so arrogant! If you dare hunt gods, you must be prepared to pay the price…"
He snorted coldly, his gaze falling upon the direction of the nearest human city. A divine light ignited beneath his feet, and his form shot forward once more!
...
Southern border.
Mist.
Two ghost-like figures rose from beneath the sea. Through the grayish-white fog, a coastline could be faintly seen in the distance.
"Kira has confirmed it. All of Great Xia's top combat power is attending the God Hunt Celebration… Hmph, they killed a few gods and became this arrogant." One figure wreathed in divine light said grimly.
"Without the protection of Great Xia's gods, what do they think they are?"
"The venue for the God Hunt Celebration is at Sunken Dragon Pass on the eastern border. Even if they wanted to rush over, it would take them some time… They want to celebrate the god hunt? Then we'll slaughter a few human cities to liven things up for them." The other god's voice was low and cold.
"Has anyone from Divine Desire Paradise or the Hidden Gods come?"
"Hmph, they're just a pack of strays from various divine kingdoms clinging together for safety. They have no sense of honor. They're probably lurking somewhere in the mist right now, waiting to watch the show."
"Pay them no mind. Ares on the north side has probably already started. We should pick up the pace too— catch them off guard!"
"Agreed!"
The two erupted with surging divine power. Just as they were about to charge straight through the misty border, a voice drifted down from above them.
"Who exactly are you trying to catch off guard?"
The two Greek gods froze mid-motion and looked up simultaneously. Above the churning gray mist, a gray angel with six wings on its back was pinching a burning cigarette, gazing down at them with contempt.