# 911
Chapter 912: Transformation of Takamagahara
The content of this mural was relatively complex. The gods of Takamagahara were divided into two groups, positioned at the upper and lower sections of the mural.
In the upper battlefield, Amaterasu Ōmikami, symbolized by the sun, had Tsukuyomi's weapon embedded in his chest. He fought against the Tsukuyomi corrupted by the crimson moon. His right hand blocked Tsukuyomi's assault while his left hand hurled a sword and a red magatama toward the lower section of the mural.
In the lower battlefield, numerous gods of Takamagahara had all lost their sanity and were locked in mutual slaughter. Only Susanoo, symbolized by the sea, stepped forward and reached out to catch that sword and magatama.
The mural's meaning was clear—after Tsukuyomi's betrayal, he fell into a chaotic battle with Amaterasu Ōmikami. Amaterasu then threw the Ame-no-Murakumo and the Yasakani no Magatama, the two divine treasures, to Susanoo...
Lin Qiye's gaze fell on the final mural.
His eyes narrowed.
In this mural, Amaterasu Ōmikami and Tsukuyomi had mutually thrust their weapons into each other's bodies, falling from the high heavens. In the lower battlefield, Susanoo gripped the two divine treasures and began a frenzied slaughter of the other insane gods, bodies strewn everywhere.
The murals ended there.
After viewing all the murals, Lin Qiye took a deep breath.
"So that's what happened..."
"So after Amaterasu Ōmikami and Tsukuyomi killed each other, Susanoo slaughtered all the Takamagahara gods who had lost their minds?" Jialan exclaimed in sudden understanding. "No wonder Takamagahara fell, but not a single insane god escaped."
"But I still have one question." Lin Qiye's gaze lingered on the fourth mural, on Susanoo who was frantically hunting down the other gods. "How did he manage to stay sane under the crimson moon?"
Before Lin Qiye could finish speaking, the ground beneath them shuddered violently!
Roooaaar—!!!
A thunderous roar erupted from the depths of Takamagahara. A terrifying wave of air swept across the area, making Lin Qiye's eardrums ache with pain.
He turned toward the source of the roar.
"Susanoo?" Lin Qiye hesitated for a moment, then grabbed Jialan's hand and sprinted toward the palace exit!
Upon returning to where the carriage was parked, a rich aroma of roasting meat drifted over.
Merlin had shed his魔法长袍 and transformed into a chef wearing a tall hat. He sat leisurely beside the carriage, and a grill had somehow appeared in front of him. On it were several lamb skewers rotating slowly—that was the source of the meaty fragrance.
As Merlin sprinkled cumin on the lamb, he glanced at the bewildered Lin Qiye and Jialan, raising an eyebrow. "Done already? My meat isn't even ready yet..."
Lin Qiye stood frozen.
"Lord Merlin, what are you..."
"Preparing dinner." Merlin casually set aside the cumin powder. "I've pretty much gotten tired of all the food in the asylum. Finally getting out, I wanted something different."
Lin Qiye stared at the roasting lamb, his mouth twitching slightly. "A Western god... also likes Xinjiang lamb skewers?"
"A few centuries ago when I traveled through Great Xia, I happened to pick up a few skills." Merlin smiled faintly.
Lin Qiye: ...
There were too many things to吐槽 about. Lin Qiye didn't even know where to begin, so he simply changed the subject.
"Lord Merlin, did you hear that sound?"
"I did." While grilling, Merlin spoke calmly. "The massive corruption generated by Kujira's fall has begun corroding Susanoo's mind. Even the八尺琼勾玉 can't protect him... He's going mad."
Listening to the continuous roars and howls in the distance, Lin Qiye's brow furrowed even tighter.
Merlin glanced at him, silently handing two freshly grilled lamb skewers to him and Jialan. He smiled and asked, "So, when you rushed out so frantically just now, what exactly were you worried about?"
Lin Qiye accepted the skewers and was silent for a moment before answering honestly, "Worried that you would abandon us and go kill Susanoo alone."
"Why would I kill him?"
"You came to Takamagahara, didn't you? To stop this catastrophe? You're not here to kill him?" Lin Qiye countered.
Merlin's smile widened. He shook his head. "I told you before, magicians aren't suited for direct combat. Compared to fighting and killing, I'm much more interested in truth and the laws of the universe... Besides, someone will stop this catastrophe."
"Someone will stop it? Who?" Lin Qiye asked, puzzled.
At present, all the Takamagahara gods had been slaughtered by Susanoo. Once Susanoo lost his sanity, he would definitely burst out of Takamagahara and threaten Great Xia. To eliminate this catastrophe, Susanoo had to be killed.
From what Lin Qiye knew, there weren't many people capable of slaying gods. Besides the Gods of Great Xia, whose whereabouts were still unknown, only Zhou Ping had the qualifications... But wasn't he overseas?
Could Zhou Ping be returning?
Merlin spoke calmly. "Fate works in mysterious ways... When the moment comes, you'll know."
Seeing that Merlin was unwilling to explain further, Lin Qiye could only shrug. He lowered his head and nibbled on the lamb skewer in his hand, his expression distant.
Gulp!
A crisp sound of someone swallowing saliva came from beside him.
Lin Qiye snapped back to attention and turned to look. He saw that Jialan had already finished her lamb skewer at some point. Her eyes were locked onto the other skewers Merlin was grilling, her craving practically spilling out of her eyes.
This girl who had slumbered for a thousand years—it was her first time tasting lamb skewers... Judging by her expression, she had been completely captivated.
It was the first time Lin Qiye had seen Jialan display such intense fondness for any particular food. He couldn't help but raise an eyebrow in surprise.
Sensing Lin Qiye's gaze, Jialan's body stiffered almost imperceptibly. Seemingly realizing that this might damage her image, she quietly turned her head away, her cheeks slightly flushed.
"I... I'm full."
Lin Qiye: ...
Maybe wipe your mouth first before speaking?
When Merlin saw this, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He grabbed a few lamb skewers and offered them to Jialan again.
"Little girl, have some more?"
Jialan glanced at the fragrant skewers, her resolve wavering, but after catching a glimpse of Lin Qiye out of the corner of her eye, she turned her head away and said softly, "I really can't eat anymore..."
Merlin, upon seeing this, began collecting the skewers back while speaking helplessly. "Can't eat anymore? What a pity. Grilled so much lamb... the extras will just have to be thrown away..."
Merlin casually picked up a handful of lamb skewers, about to toss them into the distance.
Slap—!
Just then, a blur of motion flashed. Jialan suddenly stretched out her hand and firmly pressed down on Merlin's wrist.
Jialan lightly cleared her throat and gently brushed a strand of black hair from her temple. She said with slightly less conviction, "Since you grilled too much, there's nothing to be done about it. Can't waste food, right? I'll just eat a little more... just a tiny bit more!"