# 557
**Chapter 558: Nyx’s Farewell**
Lin Qiye turned his head and saw a giant gray sparrow shoot out from the rolling fog. It opened its beak, and a piercing chirp echoed across the sky.
*Chirp—!*
The instant that chirp reached Lin Qiye’s ears, the sparrow’s form flickered like a ghost, appearing right in front of him.
It was too fast—so fast that Lin Qiye couldn’t even track its movement, let alone react with his mental perception. The two-meter wings of the gray sparrow flapped violently, slamming into Lin Qiye’s chest!
At the critical moment, a deep-blue figure stepped in front of him!
*Boom—!!*
A dull crash echoed through the sky. The Flame-Vein Earth Dragon, mid-flight, was struck as if by a meteor and plummeted straight down.
The dragon and the two humans crashed once more into the surging tide of beasts.
“Cough, cough cough…”
Lin Qiye scrambled to his feet from the crater, coughing violently. Beside him, Jialan sat weakly on the ground, gasping for breath.
The gray sparrow’s strike had been terrifyingly powerful. Even though Jialan had shielded him, the residual force had nearly knocked Lin Qiye unconscious. If Jialan hadn’t blocked it, he’d probably be too injured to stand.
“Jialan…”
Lin Qiye opened his mouth to speak, but the sparrow’s cry rang in his ears again.
This time, without thinking, Lin Qiye leapt forward with all his strength. The moment his feet left the ground, the gray shadow smashed into the spot he’d just stood, leaving a massive crater in the earth!
The shockwave sent Lin Qiye tumbling across the ground. He staggered to a stop and looked back at the slowly rising silhouette in the dust, his face grim.
If he wasn’t mistaken, this sparrow could appear instantly wherever its chirp reached—not through spatial teleportation, but pure speed!
Within the range of its own sound, it possessed a terrifying velocity akin to instantaneous movement!
This was far more dangerous than simple teleportation. At such extreme speeds, the kinetic energy it generated was devastating. The wing strike that had knocked him and Jialan down had been powered purely by that momentum.
If he still had the **Prayer Abyss**, the weapon that could manipulate kinetic energy, he might’ve stood a chance. But now… he had no way to counter this gray sparrow.
*Boom boom boom—!*
Explosions rang out in the distance. The white bear’s roars shook the heavens.
In Lin Qiye’s mental perception, Baili Pangpang, the berserk Cao Yuan, and Shen Qingzhu were being completely suppressed by the black giant, also at the “Klein” realm. The twin head-chains in the giant’s hands released terrifying lightning with every swing, turning the area within a hundred meters into a field of thunder.
The white bear had torn through the void and was now chasing An Qingyu, who carried the black coffin on his back. Relying on his analytical abilities and near-immortal regeneration, An Qingyu weaved through the beast tide, barely evading the bear’s massive claws.
But the black coffin on his back was already half-shattered. The ice preserving Jiang Er’s body had cracked grotesquely—on the verge of breaking entirely.
The situation was dire.
Lin Qiye and the others were all at the “Sea” realm. Even working together, they could barely hold their ground against a single “Klein” enemy—let alone three “Klein” mysteries emerging from the fog, with countless others circling nearby.
They were in extreme danger.
Seeing this, Lin Qiye clenched his teeth and plunged his consciousness into the mental asylum.
Now, his only hope was to turn the tide by channeling a god’s soul…
But even if he succeeded, given his current realm, he’d only barely reach the “Klein” level. Facing three “Klein” mysteries at once, his odds were still slim. He had no other choice.
Just then, a will rejected his request to channel a soul.
Lin Qiye froze.
…
**Asylum of the Gods.**
A woman draped in starlight stood in the courtyard, gazing up at the sky. After a long moment, she turned to Merlin.
“There shouldn’t be any more variables now, should there?”
Merlin sighed. “None…”
Lin Qiye, now in a white coat, appeared in the courtyard. He turned to Nyx, puzzled.
“Mother, what’s wrong? Why did you call me back?”
Nyx looked into Lin Qiye’s eyes, a gentle smile forming. She spoke softly:
“Because it’s time for me to say goodbye, my child.”
Lin Qiye blinked. “Goodbye?”
“My time here is almost up.” Nyx looked up at the sky above her. “I can no longer suppress it. The laws here are rejecting my existence… I must leave.”
Lin Qiye realized something and looked above Nyx’s head.
There, a faint progress bar appeared in his vision.
**Nyx Treatment Progress: 97%**
“Mother, you can see it?” Lin Qiye asked in surprise.
“Ever since it hit 95%, I’ve been able to see it,” Nyx said with a faint smile.
“Even now, I can see what’s happening outside through here.
That’s when I realized… my countdown had begun.”
“But it’s not at 100% yet,” Lin Qiye couldn’t help but say.
Only when the treatment progress reached 100% would a patient need to leave the asylum and undergo their final ability extraction. Nyx’s bar was close—but not quite there.
Nyx gave a helpless smile.
**Nyx Treatment Progress: 98%**
**Nyx Treatment Progress: 99%**
The bar shifted forward two more ticks before Lin Qiye’s eyes.
He seemed to understand. He lowered his gaze to Nyx. “Mother… you’ve been suppressing your own treatment progress?”
She nodded. “To be precise, I’ve been suppressing my soul’s self-repair. For the past six months, I haven’t taken a single pill. I thought that would let me stay…
But even so, it kept slowly increasing. Now, no matter how hard I try, I can’t hold it back anymore.
My time here… has reached its limit.”