# 1891
Chapter 1884: Disrupted Plans
Mirror Strait.
Courtyard.
After An Qingyu's words fell, a gentle breeze brushed through the maple leaves in the courtyard, producing a soft rustling sound. Lin Qiye stood in place, seeming somewhat dazed.
Seeing this, An Qingyu didn't say anything more and turned to walk toward the mist wall outside.
However, just as he was about to step out of the mist wall, a terrifying aura descended abruptly!
A虚无的门户在An Qingyu身后勾勒，随着一只黢黑的脚掌踏上地面，整座Mirror Strait轰然一震！
An illusory gate sketched itself behind An Qingyu. As a pitch-black foot stepped onto the ground, the entire Mirror Strait shook violently!
In the strait opposite, the [Black Goat] that had been sleeping and gestating its offspring seemed to sense something. Thousands of blood-red pupils suddenly opened on the surface of its cloud-like body, staring in astonishment at the other strait shrouded in mist.
Cracks spread密密麻麻 across the earth. The Beijing courtyard perfectly replicated by An Qingyu instantly turned to ash—bricks, houses, maple trees, chessboard... everything was like fine sand blown by the wind, scattering across the barren sky, as if it had never existed.
An Qingyu's body remained in a stepping posture, frozen like a sculpture. In those gray eyes, the dissolving courtyard was clearly reflected.
Witnessing the replicated courtyard turn to ash with his own eyes, there wasn't much expression on his face—only his lips were somewhat pale.
Among the flying dust, a tall shadow stood behind him, head bowed, staring straight down at him.
"I warned you... if you make me unhappy, I'll come out and kill all of you, then destroy this world... You didn't think I was joking, did you?" [Chaos]'s cold voice rang out.
"So what?" An Qingyu slowly spoke. "As one of the Three Pillars, I'm not your thrall. I have no obligation to please you, and I certainly won't accept your threats."
"One of the Three Pillars?"
[Chaos] coldly laughed. "If Yog-Sothoth itself said this, I might listen... You? What are you?
Don't forget—I was the one who personally brought you back from Great Xia. You're nothing but a vessel that hasn't yet carried Yog-Sothoth's descent, a half-human half-god mongrel. You actually think you can stand on equal footing with me?
In the few years I was gone, all you did was lead a few Cthulhu Faction gods, and you became this arrogant? Daring to call yourself the leader of the Cthulhu Faction in front of me?"
[Chaos]'s head lowered further and further, almost pressing against An Qingyu's ear. The致命的呢喃钻入An Qingyu's脑海, authoritative will sealed his entire body so he couldn't move at all.
An Qingyu's gaze hardened. The illusory Gate of Truth rapidly materialized behind him!
Relying on the Gate of Truth's aura, An Qingyu instantly broke free from [Chaos]'s control. His身形 transformed into a clump of gray mist and vanished on the spot. When he reappeared, he was standing atop the Gate of Truth!
[Chaos]'s eyes narrowed slightly. Slowly turning around to look at An Qingyu, his expression was full of disdain and mockery.
"Very well... Since you're actively seeking death, I'll let you see exactly how vast the difference between you and me truly is."
[Chaos]'s body slammed against the ground, transforming into a streak of light that shot straight toward the Gate of Truth's illusion. An Qingyu stood at the top of the portal, his expression grave. He gently swiped his fingers across the corners of his eyes, and a rumbling explosion erupted from beneath his feet!
The Gate of Truth's illusion slowly opened a crack. Dense fog churned forth from within, and an ancient, majestic aura descended upon the earth like the endless starry sky—merely one glance was enough to cause dizziness and headaches.
"Just a mere illusion." [Chaos] coldly sneered, completely unaffected by the Gate of Truth's aura. His body charged straight toward that portal!
He raised his right hand and nonchalantly gripped the air!
Boom--!!
A flash of black light swept across heaven and earth. The next moment, the magnificent Gate of Truth's illusion suddenly twisted and shattered inch by inch!
An Qingyu atop the Gate of Truth violently spat a mouthful of blood. Just as he was about to do something, a black shadow eerily appeared behind him. [Chaos] slightly smiled, his white teeth gleaming like pearls, and one palm patted An Qingyu's shoulder from the side.
A deafening sonic boom shattered the clouds. An Qingyu's body instantly blasted outward, breaking through the mist outer wall of this strait, tearing a visible scar through the air. He crashed into a terrifying crater at the edge of the opposite strait!
[Chaos] was about to give chase when, as if remembering something, he turned to grin at Lin Qiye below.
The next instant, his身形 disappeared without a trace.
In the devastated ruins, Lin Qiye's brow furrowed tightly.
Rumbling explosions came from the distance. The battle between [Chaos] and An Qingyu continued, but this strait was eerily quiet, as if only Lin Qiye remained.
Did it want to let him go? Or did it expect him to be unable to escape, so it went to deal with An Qingyu first, then come back to kill him?
Several thoughts flashed through Lin Qiye's mind. Without much hesitation, he directly rushed out of this shattered mist wall and fled outward!
Regardless of which scenario it was, he couldn't just sit here doing nothing and wait to die.
Lin Qiye's original plan had been to escape from prison today, and，顺便摸查一下Cthulhu Faction的底牌... but [Chaos]'s sudden appearance had completely disrupted all his plans.
He didn't know whether this unexpected development was good or bad. All he could do now was improvise!
Lin Qiye broke through the mist barrier surrounding the courtyard. His vision opened up immediately. His location appeared to be a strait. Waves crashed in the distance, but the strait was surrounded by mist, making it impossible to discern direction, let alone see the surrounding scenery.
He didn't rush out of the mist. After all, he couldn't be sure if it was safe outside. This was Cthulhu Faction's headquarters. Not to mention the six Cthulhu Faction gods—if he blindly rushed out into [Black Goat]'s territory, he'd be completely done for.
Lin Qiye's mind raced. His gaze swept across the surroundings, and he noticed a large, square-shaped building silhouette standing proudly on the earth not far away.
From its appearance, it seemed to be a large factory, but there were no windows on its surface, giving off an extremely oppressive feeling.
A hint of疑惑 flickered in Lin Qiye's eyes. He quickly approached that building. After pushing open the heavy metal door, a spacious area revealed itself.
This was a space of at least two thousand square meters. There were no interior walls dividing it—one could see straight to the end. Complex machines were scattered throughout the factory, and over a hundred screens flickered and switched, as if one had stepped into some extremely secretive research institution.
Lin Qiye stood frozen at the factory entrance for a moment, then stepped inside.
Beyond the大量的 equipment and machines, the other side of the factory was lined with corpse specimens soaking in liquid. Apart from humans and mysterious creatures, the vast majority were actually deities... Among them were many faces Lin Qiye was familiar with, like the god-king Odin with his head separated from his body, like the creator god Brahma with eyes wide open in anger...
"What exactly is he researching here...?" Lin Qiye murmured to himself.
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I heard that Tomato has a "Gift King" activity recently, encouraging readers to give gifts and ranking the books... Sanjiu actually isn't very interested in this activity. For one thing, most readers are still students and don't have much money to spare. There's no need to compete for this specifically. If you have that money, buy yourself more snacks instead;
For another thing, "Slash of God" will be concluding in May. The closer to the ending, the harder it becomes to write. Sanjiu has to spend a lot of effort on perfecting details and controlling pacing. Maintaining the daily three chapters is already the limit. If I were to add more chapters as a reward for your gifts, it would disrupt the ending's rhythm, and might also cause the ending to come too quickly... Who knows, it might accidentally be finished in one week?
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