Chapter 270 – Limit

　　Far away.

　　Leng Xuan looked far away, only to see Loki’s body being scorched to ashes amidst the piercing golden light, he turned his head to look at Si Xiaonan and opened his mouth in a somewhat puzzled manner:

　　Loki is dead, what next?

　　He is the God of Trickery, how can he die so easily? Si Xiaonan shook his head, even if Lin Qiye possessed the power to kill a god for a short period of time, it would be impossible to kill him so easily, amongst the gods, he had the strongest survivability.

　　Leng Xuan nodded thoughtfully, so what next?

　　Si Xiaonan’s eyes narrowed slightly as she looked away from the figure that had turned into ashes, her eyes flickered with essence, not knowing what she was thinking.

　　She turned around and walked towards the distance.

　　Go back with me.

　　Go back? Leng Xuan was stunned, back where?

　　Asgard. Si Xiaonan said calmly, Loki’s main body was there, and, the next part of the plan, must also be carried out there.

　　Leng Xuan did not ask more questions, just nodded, Good.

　　Lin Qiye watched with his own eyes as Loki’s body was turned into ashes by the Blazing Angel divine power, his eyes narrowed slightly.

　　As expected, what was here was not Loki’s original body at all. After all, if he was the God of Trickery, wouldn’t he do this kind of risky thing of going straight into a foreign country alone?

　　In that case, Loki would inevitably try to find trouble with him in the future, but this was no longer something Lin Qiye should be worried about right now, as it was hard to say if he would survive this.

　　After forcibly bearing Merlin’s soul and delaying it for so long with a miracle, the soul backlash after the end of the bearing was already enough to make his soul fly right out of his body, and even if he managed to survive, he would most likely lose consciousness for a long time.

　　Now, Lin Qiye could only try to leave a miracle in his body to see if it would work.

　　Right now, there was still some divine power remaining in his body, but Lin Qiye wasn’t a god after all, and this divine power would dissipate without a trace in his body with the rapid passage of time.

　　Suddenly, Lin Qiye seemed to have thought of something and reached out to open a spatial teleportation portal, stepping into it.

　　Peace Firm.

　　Wu Xiangnan, Hong Ying, and Wen Qimo were sitting on the roof of the building in disoriented silence, looking at the city in front of them that was completely disfigured.

　　Suddenly, a white spatial teleportation magic opened up behind them, and Lin Qiye, who was clad in dark blue robes, stepped out from it and was slightly stunned when he saw the scene in front of him.

　　Hong Ying turned her head and saw Lin Qiye who stepped out from it, her eyes that were already red from crying once again flooded with tears.

　　What happened? Lin Qiye’s brows furrowed slightly, where was the captain? Where is Si Xiaonan? Where is Leng Xuan?

　　Wu Xiangnan and Wen Qimo lowered their heads and didn’t say a word.

　　Red Coma’s bit her lips and suddenly rushed to Lin Qiye’s body, hugged his body and cried bitterly:

　　Captain …… Captain He disappeared with the others, Xiao Nan …… took Leng Xuan and didn t know where to go.

　　Lin Qiye s body was shaken, and the color of disbelief appeared in his eyes.

　　The captain also ……

　　Buzz–!

　　On the surface of Lin Qiye’s body, the three white mind magic left behind by Mei Lin once again manifested, strongly suppressing his emotional fluctuations.

　　Lin Qiye took a deep breath, slowly let go of Red Tassel, and opened his mouth as gently as possible:

　　Don t worry Red Coma sister …… they, will still come back.

　　Red Coma’s cries gradually minimized, she looked at Lin Qiye’s eyes and asked in a small voice: Really? Will he really come back?

　　Uh-huh. Lin Qiye nodded, Since all of this is a miracle that I created, there will be a day when I can create another miracle that will bring them back.

　　Lin Qiye consoled Red Tassel like this on the surface, but in fact how low the success rate of doing so was, his heart knew best, unless he retrieved those people’s souls again, he wouldn’t be able to create another identical Cangnan.

　　But …… he didn t want Red Coma to lose hope.

　　Red Coma’s eyes gazed into Lin Qiye’s eyes for a moment before nodding heavily.

　　Lin Qiye walked past Red Coma’s side and came straight to Wu Xiangnan’s face, slowly squatting down.

　　Seven Nights. Wu Xiangnan sat there, as if he had lost all his strength, squeezing out a pale smile at Lin Qiye, the captain said …… Thank you, for giving this city, for giving him, a miracle.

　　Lin Qiye was stunned, he was silent for a moment, and similarly squeezed out a smile, Well, I know.

　　After saying that, he stretched out his hands, Vice Captain, give me your hand.

　　Wu Xiangnan froze, not understanding what Lin Qiye wanted to do, but after a moment of hesitation, he still extended his hands out.

　　A faint golden aura once again appeared in Lin Qiye’s eyes, and the [Mortal Dust Divine Domain] once again opened up, enveloping both him and Wu Xiangnan.

　　The light flickered, and the last part of the Blazing Angel’s divine power turned into a miracle and surged into Wu Xiangnan’s palm, disappearing moments later.

　　Along with it, there were also those two deep scars.

　　Wu Xiangnan stared blankly at his restored palms, and finally came back to his senses a moment later, jerking his head up to look at Lin Qiye.

　　Seven Nights, this is ……

　　Perhaps, this is what I can leave behind, the last miracle. Lin Qiye said gently.

　　The soul wounds left behind by the Heavenly Clouds Sword could not be cured at all unless a healing type artifact that also carried an eternal aura was used, but there was an exception ……

　　That is when a miracle happens.

　　Lin Qiye poured the last of his divine power into Wu Xiangnan and healed the sword wound on his palm for him, so from now on, he would be able to hold the sword again.

　　After doing all of this, the golden aura under Lin Qiye’s eyes completely faded and the [Mortal Dust Divine Realm] crumbled away inch by inch.

　　He suddenly stood up and waved his hand to open a spatial teleportation portal, so he was about to walk into it.

　　Seven Nights. Wen Ji Mo suddenly opened his mouth, Where are you going?

　　I still have some things to take care of …… first. Lin Qiye’s pale face squeezed out a smile, and after leaving this sentence, regardless of what the others said again, he hurriedly stepped into the spatial teleportation portal.

　　His figure disappeared in place.

　　Several kilometers away.

　　A white teleportation portal opened out of nowhere before it shook violently as if it could collapse at any moment, and Lin Qiye’s figure flashed out of it, stumbling and falling to the ground.

　　He barely supported his body with his hands, clenching his teeth as bean-sized beads of sweat kept sliding down his cheeks, his body trembling uncontrollably.

　　Having just healed Wu Xiangnan’s injuries, he had already consumed the last of his divine power, and the miracle that had sustained the bearing of his soul had disappeared with that.

　　He had already reached his limit.

　　Mei Lin’s soul returned to the mental hospital, and Lin Qiye only felt unprecedented weakness and exhaustion surging through him, as if his soul was being torn apart, and intense pain filled his mind!