# 558
**Chapter 559: Discharge**
"Mother, why didn't you tell me?" Lin Qiye asked, puzzled. "If you don't want to leave, I could find a way to make you stay. Since this asylum could accommodate you, maybe it can let you remain..."
Nyx smiled and shook her head. "It won't let me stay. I can feel that clearly... This asylum has its own will. It's alive."
"It's alive?"
"Yes, but you haven't grown strong enough to converse with it yet," Nyx said.
Lin Qiye frowned slightly, lowering his gaze to the floor beneath his feet, surprise flickering in his eyes.
All this time, he'd believed the asylum was merely an object within his mind—governed by preset rules, devoid of thought. Nyx's words completely overturned that perception.
Yet, viewed from this new angle, certain clues did seem to fit.
Inside these walls, he could not be harmed and wielded absolute suppressive power, as though some unseen law aided him;
The white coat he wore could devour blood—hardly the trait of something inanimate;
Though no seeds existed anywhere, the backyard endlessly produced crops;
Whenever he needed to contract a "mystery," a document detailing all its information would materialize instantly...
These points flashed through his mind one after another. Staring at the ground, he finally accepted the truth: the asylum was a living entity.
Nyx lifted her gaze to the sky and spoke slowly, "Besides, there are matters outside waiting for me. Some old debts require my personal reckoning...
My children cannot have died in vain."
Looking into Nyx's eyes—now brimming with killing intent—Lin Qiye froze.
He had never seen her like this.
In his memory, Nyx had always been a gentle, elegant mother. Throughout their time together, she had never revealed the slightest negative emotion.
All her maternal love had been given to him; her hatred had lain hidden in her heart.
Now, the time for reckoning had come.
"What about your body?" Lin Qiye asked.
Every patient here existed only in soul. When they left their wards, both soul and divine status were incomplete. Nyx's soul was now almost fully healed, yet she lacked a physical form.
Without a body, she remained incomplete.
"Reforging a divine body requires irrigation by corresponding laws. I must return to the divine realm that holds those laws to regain my form, so I have to leave."
"You'll return to Olympus in soul state?" Lin Qiye's brows knitted. "But..."
He left the rest unsaid.
Back in Cangnan, he had read extensively about Nyx's myths. Coupled with what he now knew of the mist-shrouded divine kingdoms, he suspected the deaths of Nyx's children might involve the Greek gods...
If so, returning to Greece would be walking into a trap.
Reading the worry in his eyes, Nyx felt warmth blossom in her heart. Smiling gently, she drew him into an embrace.
"Don't worry, my child... Mother is stronger than you think.
When I've settled everything, I'll come back for you. I hope we'll meet again outside these walls."
Feeling her warmth, Lin Qiye hesitated, then nodded firmly.
"We definitely will, Mother."
Nyx released him and looked up at the void above; the gentleness in her eyes stilled.
"Before I go, let me clear away these obstacles."
She reached out and tore at the empty air!
Instantly, the progress bar above Nyx's head jumped again!
A string of notifications appeared before Lin Qiye.
"Nyx treatment progress: 100%"
"Goddess of Night Nyx treatment complete. Please discharge immediately."
"Reward conditions met. Randomly extracting Nyx divine abilities..."
RIP——!!
A black doorway tore open in the void before her. Clad in her starlight gauze gown, Nyx stepped through!
Her figure vanished entirely from the Asylum of the Gods.
...
BOOM——!!
A titan's thunder-crowned head, trailing chains, smashed into the earth. Lightning sprayed outward, striking Baili Pangpang's jade-green armor and blasting jagged rents across it!
Baili Pangpang grunted, blood seeping from his lips as he was flung backward like a kite with its string cut.
Shen Qingzhu snapped his fingers repeatedly; countless high-pressure air walls turned into razor-sharp blades that slashed at the black giant, yet each was shattered by the flail of chained heads. Deafening sonic booms rang out, making everyone's ears buzz.
The battered, berserk Cao Yuan scrambled up with a roar, his baleful flames surging several-fold as he slashed with his saber.
The giant spun; a single chain-head shattered the saber glow. As Cao Yuan lunged again, a "Limitless"-level "mystery" lurking behind struck him, hurling him aside.
Bang-bang-bang——!!
Nearby, a white bear flickered through space, paw after paw slamming down and exploding the ground.
An Qingyu—black coffin on his back—dodged frantically, body streaked with blood and embedded gravel. The quaking, cracked earth slowed him more and more...
Jiang Er kept possessing nearby "mysteries" to block the bear, but each was slapped into paste. Corpses piled higher; drained of mental power, her face turned deathly pale.
"Qiye!"
Seeing Lin Qiye standing dazed as the gray sparrow opposite beat its wings again, Jialan shouted, rushed forward, and pulled him into her arms, turning her back to the onrushing bird——
RIP——!!
The instant the sparrow's wings flapped, a pitch-black doorway yawned open in front of Lin Qiye!
Its cry pierced the sky as the gray sparrow streaked through the air—only to slam headlong into that black gate!
The heavens dimmed at lightning speed.
A primal darkness spread across the firmament like ink in water!
Beneath the night sky, a woman in starlight gauze stepped through the dark portal, expressionlessly clutching the sparrow's neck...
Her eyes seemed to hold endless stars.