Chapter 1604 – In the Dungeon

　　Misty.

　　The waves swept across the narrow valley with a thunderous roar, and two figures slowly stepped out of the gray world.

　　”This is the location you chose?” Under the black hood, An Qingyu’s cheeks were slightly raised, and without the civilized black frames, his temperament was somewhat cold.

　　”It can’t be helped, the hell that Nicholas set up was destroyed, we can only reclaim a space.” [Chaos] shrugged, a color of helplessness surfacing on his dark face.

　　[Chaos] raised his palm towards the center of the canyon and gently held it.

　　The invisible air waves squeezed and dispersed, and the churning waves in the canyon suddenly came to a halt, and in the next moment, the entire gusty and howling sea fell flat and silent, like a dark green mirror reflecting the ruggedness of the canyon on both sides.

　　As [Chaos] landed on top of the sea surface, a ripple gently swept up, turning into a whirlpool that stirred up the mirror surface, stretching all the way to the deep ocean floor, with no end in sight.

　　Carrying the remnants of the [Black Goat], his figure gently leaped and disappeared into the vortex, and An Qingyu’s gray eyes narrowed slightly as he similarly walked into the vortex.

　　The vortex of the deep sea swept around Anqingyu, and a moment later, their figures strangely flew out from another upside down sea surface.

　　The mists, the sea, the canyons, everything was the same as the sea in reality, the only difference was that the world here had no sun or moon, and the chaotic sky pressed down on top of the sea and the mountain canyons, giving a sense of dreary oppression.

　　”You created a mirror world?” A flash of gray in the depths of Anqing Yu’s eyes instantly resolved this world.

　　”Of course.” [Chaos] laughed softly, “[Black Goat] is left with half a breath, before the [Key of Gate] is revived, you can’t play much of a role other than offering sacrifices to the Gate of Truth, and I haven’t yet recovered to my peak strength, so it would be a troublesome matter if I were to be surrounded by them in a joint effort.

　　Although this place isn’t as good as a true God’s Kingdom, it’s extremely difficult to be discovered and can be used for us to slowly recuperate.”

　　An Qingyu nodded, her gaze sweeping over the two towering opposing black straits in front of her, and walked towards one of them alone.

　　”The well is not in the water, this half is mine.”

　　Seeing this, [Chaos] raised an eyebrow, “Wait.”

　　An Qingyu stopped her steps and frowned as she looked back.

　　”You want that half, of course there’s no problem, but you’d better give me a precise message, [Key of the Gate], when will it be revived?”

　　”The Gate of Truth has not been repaired enough, it will take some time.”

　　”A period of time, how long is it?”

　　”Probably, four or five years.”

　　”Are you kidding me?” [Chaos] narrowed his eyes, a touch of morose intent surfacing on his dark face.

　　An Qingyu locked eyes with Him for a long time and slowly spoke:

　　”Do you think that I look like I’m joking?”

　　As the words fell, the atmosphere of the strait instantly froze.

　　”What about those Migos? Aren’t they able to sacrifice their lives to speed up the recovery of the [Key of the Gate]?” After an unknown amount of time, [Chaos] spoke.

　　”Do you think the number of Migos is endless?” Anqing Yu asked rhetorically, “They are my faithful believers, and in order to accelerate the awakening of the [Key of the Gate], they have already been sacrificed to the point of near extinction, and even if the remaining ones were to be added up, they wouldn’t be able to advance much.

　　If you think I’m lying to you, you can just kill me and see if there’s still a chance for [Key of the Gate] to revive?”

　　An Qingyu’s words grew more and more bitter, and a cold wind whipped through the canyon, blowing that black robe coat in a hunting manner.

　　[Chaos]’s brows furrowed tightly as He narrowed His eyes at An Qingyu, as if trying to gain direct insight into his thoughts, but under the gaze of those gray eyes, it did not work at all.

　　After a long time, He slowly spoke, “Four years, within four years, I must see the [Key of the Gate] revived ……”

　　An Qingyu didn’t reply, he stuck his hands in his black robe, turned around and disappeared into the strait on one side, the tumbling gray mist was like a tornado enveloping this half of the strait like an impermeable wall.

　　[Chaos] withdrew his gaze and similarly returned to the middle of his strait, sitting cross-legged on a boulder, his palms spread out, and a miniature model of a hospital appeared between His palms.

　　”Next, it’s time to take complete control of you ……”

　　The Asylum of the Gods.

　　Dungeon.

　　The originally empty and unoccupied cell was now filled with a single cyan-colored figure, and Azhu was curled up on top of the damp ground, his face pale as if he was asleep.

　　In the cell opposite him, a figure covered in blood was leaning against the edge of the wall, not knowing whether it was dead or alive.

　　”Chief administrator, chief administrator ……”

　　A voice came from next door.

　　The blood-covered figure snapped his eyes open and turned back to the next cell to make a silencing gesture, “Keep your voice down! That guy can hear you!”

　　The sound from the next cell suddenly disappeared, and a moment later, a palm poked out from the fence, dabbed some water, and wrote and drew on the ground:Chief Steward, Azhu is going to be starved to death.

　　Seeing this line of writing, Li Yi Fei’s face, which was covered in blood, trembled slightly, and after sighing, he reached out and wrote:Our souls have been signed to the seven nights, with this sick house shelter, we can be resurrected even if we die …… At most, we will suffer some pain.

　　As written on the panel, “As a mythological creature killed by your own hands, you have the right to decide the fate of its soul”, the one who killed them was Lin Qiye, and the one who employed them as caretakers was also Lin Qiye, and even if [Chaos] now controls a part of the sickbay, it still can’t decide whether they will live or die, and so it can only lock them up in the dungeons .Chief Steward, when is this day going to end?

　　Seeing this line, Li Yifei shook his head and continued to write:I don’t know.If we wait for Him to completely take control of the hospital, are we going to lose our gods and souls?…… don’t know.Will the dean come to save us?

　　Li Yifei didn’t answer, in his mind, the scene of Lin Qiye’s soul being knocked out of his body by [Chaos] surfaced……. According to the situation at that time, it wasn’t even easy to say whether Lin Qiye was still alive or not.

　　Who would have thought that the most kind and amiable looking Yellande would have been changed by [Chaos]?

　　Could it be that there was nothing they could do except wait here to die?

　　Li Yi Fei’s fists clenched tightly, unwillingness and anger filled his heart, he raised his hand that was full of blood scabs and smashed it heavily on top of the fence, but it did not move at all.

　　I don’t know how long, in the darkness, Li Yi Fei sighed bitterly ……

　　Hunger and pain gradually occupied his mind, his consciousness gradually blurred, he knew that he was not far away from death this time.

　　In a trance, he seemed to have had a dream, he saw a youth wearing a Han Dynasty Confucian uniform, walking slowly towards him ……

　　That youth squatted down in front of himself, lightly patted his shoulder, and laughed:

　　”The time to respond to the [holy covenant] has arrived …… Li Yifei, don’t forget the mission entrusted to you by that lord.”

　　At the moment when Li Yifei’s eyes were about to close, he saw a flash of shadow from between the youth’s palms, slipping into his hand ……

　　It was a white chess piece.