# 1940
Chapter 1932: Clearing the Field
The pale golden sunlight filtered through the clouds, casting mottled patterns across the land of ancient stones and crevices.
A deep crimson figure walked slowly between light and shadow.
Sweat traced down Lin Qiye's pale face, dripping into the grievous wounds beneath his cloak, the searing pain constantly assailing his tottering consciousness.
With every step he planted, his vision would swim into darkness before clearing again, and he would push forward once more... He couldn't fly, because those six pristine wings were equally mangled and bloody.
As he slowly approached the Sunken Dragon Pass, his figure grew clearer in the eyes of the onlookers. They could see the bloodstained remnants of his profile, and the slender fingers wrapped around the Straight Blade's hilt, knuckles blanched white.
【Is the blood on his face his own?】
【It should be Vishnu's, right?】
【Maybe some of it is his, but not much. It seems like he barely got hurt】
【Battle-worn Commander Lin! I'm into it!!】
【His fingers are so long... I could really work with these hands!!】
【But the fight's over, why is he gripping so hard?】
【Maybe he hasn't killed enough? Or maybe that's just how he is】
【...】
The silver pass grew larger in Lin Qiye's field of vision, and his breathing grew increasingly ragged.
He had to keep his body rigid to maintain his steady stride... Yet even so, his consciousness was approaching its limit.
The aftermath of blood loss and massive organ damage was battering his mind relentlessly. His legs felt like they were filled with lead, his pace slowing against his will... The world before him seemed to be shrouded in a veil of blood.
【Why is he slowing down?】
【e... got tired from walking?】
【The hell with "got tired"! That's Commander Lin! He doesn't get tired!】
【Right, Commander Lin killed a creator god! A powerhouse who could circle the globe several times with a flap of his wings—there's no way he'd be tired!】
【Commander Lin hasn't even looked at the camera... Still haven't seen his face】
【By the way, what about the environmental damage? The seawater here was all evaporated—where did the fish go?】
【No rush, Commander Lin dispersed the mist too. Restoring some seawater should be a piece of cake for him, right?】
【...】
Two kilometers, one kilometer, five hundred meters, two hundred meters, one hundred meters...
Lin Qiye's consciousness flickered endlessly between waking and oblivion. He kept his spine straight and moved forward slowly, not knowing how long he'd been walking.
In a daze, the towering outer wall gate of Sunken Dragon Pass drew closer and closer.
Lin Qiye's vision grew hazy, the light before him receding like a tide. Dimly, he saw the outer wall gate right before him rumble open...
"—Welcome Commander Lin back in triumph!!"
The instant before he would have lost consciousness, a resonant voice rang out from above!
Lin Qiye's awareness snapped back into his body.
He raised his gaze. Shen Qingzhu stood at the center of the outer wall, ramrod straight, hand pressed to his chest, shouting at the top of his lungs.
"—Welcome Commander Lin back in triumph!!"
With Shen Qingzhu taking the lead, the rest of the Night Watch snapped to attention, crying out with barely contained emotion.
The pale hand Lin Qiye had been gripping the Straight Blade's hilt with unconsciously relaxed... He was like a lone traveler carrying a heavy burden, finally setting down the pack behind him.
He had never been alone.
He drew a deep breath and bellowed with every ounce of strength he had left:
"—Night Watch! Clear the field!!"
"—Yes sir!!"
Dark crimson figures vaulted over the outer wall one after another, rushing toward the remains of Leviathan, the dragon of Chaos. Bursting flames and explosions engulfed the colossal beast's carcass, gradually dismembering and dissolving it into the earth.
Wu Quan soared into the sky as well, flying all the way to the edge of the horizon. His power over the "Dominating Emperor" stirred, and distant sea waters surged toward them under his control, filling the void around Sunken Dragon Pass.
Searching for remnants, checking for gaps, incinerating worms, filling crevices to make seas... Everyone had their assigned role. Soon, this devastated battlefield was restored to its original state.
The moment Lin Qiye stepped inside the Sunken Dragon Pass gate and vanished from the crowd's sight, his body collapsed as if every support had been taken from him, crashing toward the earth!
Hu Jia and Wang Mian caught his body simultaneously. Shen Qingzhu rushed forward and pulled back the blood-soaked Crimson Cloak, revealing a series of ghastly wounds beneath...
"Lungs, liver, stomach... all crushed? And he even had a third of his heart sliced off?" Hu Jia's eyes went wide, disbelief coloring his voice. "Every vital organ took a hit... How is he still alive??"
"That was a supreme god's death throes! Him surviving is already a miracle... And he's been walking and talking freely?"
"Don't worry about how he's alive! We need to save him right now!!" Shen Qingzhu barked. "Wang Mian, freeze his time flow! I'll take him back to headquarters immediately!"
"On it!"
...
Outside the atmosphere.
In the almost frozen atmosphere, Chaos's eyelids twitched faintly, as if sensing something, and glanced downward...
"Tch... Useless trash. Can't do anything right." Chaos snorted coldly.
"It seems your plan has failed."
"Plan? What plan?" Chaos paused for a moment, then smiled. "You mean Vishnu? No no... he was just a toy I pushed forward. Without him, how could we have had such a wonderful show?"
Nyx narrowed her eyes, glaring at him.
Chaos met Nyx's gaze for a moment, then grinned, revealing a neat row of teeth.
"Starting the fight now would be no fun... A battle with suspense should always be saved for the grand finale, don't you think?"
Before Nyx could respond, Chaos waved a hand and walked backward.
"Watching from here is pretty boring too. No bullet comments and everything feels lacking... Wait for me to go watch the replay.
Also, perhaps we'll meet again very soon. I hope, at that time, you can give me a pleasant surprise."
As the voice faded away, Chaos's figure vanished into the darkness of the deep void. Even Nyx couldn't see where He'd gone.
Only after confirming Chaos had truly departed did Nyx exhale slightly, and the sword intent hovering in the void retracted and dissipated...
Nyx turned and gazed toward Great Xia, her eyes full of worry.
"Are you alright, my child...?"