# 1874
Chapter 1867: Nyx's Killing Intent
Hearing these words, Number 22's face turned ashen.
Just now, when Lin Qiye had been held back by An Qingyu, Vishnu had forcefully escaped despite Nyx's obstruction, creating quite a commotion. During that time, Number 22 had also sought help from Vishnu, but no matter how desperately he begged, Vishnu had only coldly glanced at him before walking away without looking back... leaving him alone trapped in the ice, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
Number 22 took a deep breath, and the arrogance in his voice from before was completely gone. He spoke in a low voice, "Lin Qiye, how about we make a deal?"
"Deal?"
"Including me, the Divine Desire Paradise has two Chief God-level beings and over a dozen Lesser Gods. Let me go back, and I'll bring them all under the banner of Great Xia. How about that?"
Lin Qiye's expression remained unchanged as he couldn't be bothered to respond to such a foolish proposal.
"If you don't believe me, you can come with me... whatever contracts or oaths you need, I can accept them all, really." Seeing Lin Qiye's unfavorable reaction, Number 22 immediately added.
Lin Qiye still said nothing.
"Right... to you Great Xia, the gods of Divine Desire Paradise are all external enemies. If you're unwilling to accept them, that's fine. I can lead the way!
I'm the Holy Sovereign of Divine Desire Paradise. With some methods, I can make them all lose their ability to resist. That way, you won't suffer any casualties and can kill them all, completely eradicating this hidden threat!" Seeing that surrender wouldn't work, Number 22 immediately defected, directly selling the lives of the dozen or so gods under his command in exchange for his own survival.
Lin Qiye's eyebrows rose slightly.
To be honest, Number 22's proposal did give him a moment of pause.
Number 22 caught this subtle change in Lin Qiye's expression, which instantly gave him hope. He pressed on eagerly:
"Without Divine Desire Paradise, and without the Royal Scepter and King's Treasure Sword, I'm just a废物. No matter how much I struggle, I won't pose any threat to Great Xia... If you're still not at ease, I can acknowledge you as my义父 and be your lackey for anything!"
Hearing the words "义父," Lin Qiye couldn't help but twitch almost imperceptibly. This form of address sounded strange no matter how he heard it, like it wouldn't lead to anything good...
"Sorry, I'm not interested in adopting sons." Lin Qiye said calmly. "Besides, to destroy Divine Desire Paradise, I don't need your help... I alone am enough."
A heavy feeling settled in Number 22's heart. His mind raced as he tried to say more, but a figure draped in a star纱罗裙 slowly walked over.
"Phronēsis..."
Nyx gazed at the skin vessel that Number 22 had wrapped around himself, her eyes somewhat vacant.
Lin Qiye watched this scene, hesitated for a moment, then still lowered the Ame-no-Murakumo that had been raised.
He stepped back half a pace and softly said to Nyx: "Mother, I still have a friend in the safe passage. I'll go bring her back... As for this fellow, I'll leave him to you."
Nyx met Lin Qiye's gaze and seemed to understand his intention. After a long silence, she nodded.
"Okay... Thank you."
Lin Qiye cast one final glance at Number 22 before turning and walking away.
He wasn't worried that Nyx would show mercy at this moment, or let Number 22 go or anything like that. After all, this was Nyx—the Goddess of Night who, for the sake of avenging her child, had alone with a single sword charged up Mount Olympus... He believed that if Number 22 fell into Nyx's hands, it would be far more agonizing than falling into his own.
By the time Lin Qiye had walked far enough, the tranquility in Nyx's eyes completely vanished, replaced by an极致 of icy coldness!
Number 22's gaze collided with Nyx's, and his body couldn't help but shudder.
He naturally knew that the person before him was Nyx—the mother of the skin vessel he wore. Seeing his daughter had been defiled into this state, Number 22 could deduce with his toes what kind of mood Nyx must be in right now.
"Spare me... Spare me!" An unprecedented terror appeared in Number 22's eyes. "It wasn't intentional... It really wasn't intentional! I'll do anything you want, just..."
Before Number 22 could finish speaking, the world fell into pitch darkness, his pleading turning into mournful screams!
What happened afterward, Lin Qiye didn't know. When he returned with Lina, Nyx was waiting alone at the original spot. Other than slightly reddened eyes, there was nothing unusual. She gave him a faint smile.
Lin Qiye didn't ask questions. Judging from the scattered limbs on the ground, Number 22 was most likely dead.
With the remains of the Gate of Truth being moved, it meant the top of the temporal cone had vanished. The originally shattered and chaotic time fragments gradually returned to their original state. On the vast ice field, a group of gods appeared one after another, their eyes hollow, like walking dead.
These were all the Divine Desire Paradise members who had originally followed Number 22 into the labyrinth.
Seeing that time had returned to normal, these gods had no idea what had happened. After looking around, hope immediately gleamed in their eyes. Before they could get excited, a cold voice rang out from the distance:
"Kill them all... Leave the one in the corner."
A sweep of night devoured the sky, and two graceful figures flew out. Surrounded by Lin Qiye, Athena, and others, these Divine Desire Paradise gods didn't survive even a minute before being completely wiped out, leaving only Kubera trembling in the corner.
Kubera watched this one-sided massacre and was completely stunned. He had no idea where those two ferocious Chief Gods had come from, nor did he understand how Lin Qiye had suddenly become so formidable. All he knew was that when he came to his senses, he was the only one standing alone on the ice field.
"Kubera." Lin Qiye flicked the blood off the Ame-no-Murakumo and spoke in a low voice.
"...You, what do you want?"
Kubera had never seen such阵仗. He was merely a God of Wealth and wasn't skilled in combat. On top of that, Divine Desire Paradise had long corroded his mind. At this moment, he couldn't summon even a shred of resistance.
Lin Qiye examined him up and down. "You know where Divine Desire Paradise is, don't you?"
Kubera was stunned. Instinctively he wanted to say he didn't know, but Lin Qiye's voice rang out again:
"Your Holy Sovereign has already been killed by me. You've seen what just happened... If you want to live, lead the way for me."
Kubera stood frozen for a long while. Only after Lin Qiye squinted his eyes and released his divine pressure did he come to his senses, nodding frantically like a chick pecking at grain.
"Okay, okay! I'll take you there right away."
With the Holy Sovereign and these "colleagues" all wiped out here, even without Lin Qiye saying anything, Kubera knew that Divine Desire Paradise was finished. The remaining group absolutely couldn't withstand this bunch of executioners who slaughtered gods like butchering dogs...
If you can't die for your companions, at least don't die with them. Rather than that, might as well sell them out and secure a path of survival for himself!
...
Mirror Strait.
Dong——!!
A dull rumble echoed from beyond the churning mist walls.
Lin Qiye's main body, who had been sitting cross-legged on the bed in meditation, frowned and slowly opened his eyes...
He rose and walked outside, looking around. There was nothing but thick fog in every direction, but the ground beneath his feet trembled slightly, indicating that something had indeed happened beyond the fog.
Just as Lin Qiye was contemplating, the surrounding mist suddenly surged and parted on its own, splitting to both sides.
A black-clothed figure slowly approached this small courtyard.
Lin Qiye stood in the courtyard, his eyelids twitching slightly, his expression somewhat peculiar.