Chapter 1818 Which is more important?
Half an hour later.
Desert, no man’s land.
Hundreds of miles away from the Sword Lodge, on top of a sand dune, a figure sat cross-legged in the wind, his muddy robe fluttering between the sand and dust.
He hung his head low, his eyes closed as if he was asleep.
Dang-!!!
A crimson figure, like a meteor, descended from the sky, shaking the yellow sand in the sky and sending it flying.
In the next moment, a slash of sword awns penetrated the void, and the fierce killing machine broke through the dust and sand, and straightly chopped towards the center of Monk Fate’s eyebrow!
The Fateful Monk, however, just sat silently in place, his eyes closed tightly, as if he hadn’t heard of all this.
The tip of the blade suddenly stopped in front of his brow, the sharp blade cutting through his skin, a touch of crimson seeped out from it, flowing down the bridge of his nose and dripping down onto the desert.
”Do you think that I’ll be soft-hearted just because you’re putting up this slaughtering stance right now?”
Lin Qiye held the hilt of the [Divine Scourge] blade in his hand and spoke in a cold voice.
”Then what should I do?” The Predestined Monk slowly said, “Resist? I can’t beat you …… since I can’t win and I can’t escape, why should I resist?”
”Is that the reason you came to this desert?”
”Here, no matter how much noise we make, it won’t affect the outside world and won’t be seen …… isn’t it?” The Fateful Monk opened his eyes and gazed into Lin Qiye’s eyes and
”This game of chess hasn’t even been finished yet, and for us two chess executives to implode and kill each other first, if the enemy sees it, they’ll only think we’re ridiculous and stupid.”
Lin Qiye’s eyes narrowed slightly, and a wisp of killing intent drifted from the blade ……
”Perhaps, we only need one chess executor to be enough.”
”Perhaps.” The Fateful Monk’s expression was calm beyond compare, “Kill me here and retrieve the [Established Fruit], when our thousands of years of karma merge into one, the Laws of Karma will surely come out as well.
At that time, you will become the most powerful God of Cause and Effect in the world, and you will be just half a step away from breaking through to the Supreme …… But after that?
Is it really a God of Cause and Effect that Great Xia lacks on this chessboard?”
”The Grand Xia does not lack a God of Cause and Effect, but it also does not need an executioner who treats human life as grass …… Do you know how many innocent people died tragically because of one of your lies?”
”Two thousand one hundred and sixty two people …… Counting Xia Simeng, that’s two thousand one hundred and sixty three.” The Fateful Monk said indifferently, “But if there wasn’t that lie, and you attacked Olympus ahead of time with all of your battle forces, even if you were able to save them all, Zhou Ping hadn’t yet emerged at that time, and what would you have done in your subsequent encounters with the Clerical Gods?”
”I have already made preparations in advance! Even without teacher’s hand, we can still escape!”
”You mean those forbidden spells? Do you think that with those things, you can stop so many grimoires?” The Fateful Monk’s voice rose and he spoke in a cold voice, “Just by relying on those forbidden spells, even if you guys could escape from the siege of the Kraken Gods! You would also lose at least two human ceilings!
Not to mention just over two thousand ordinary human lives, plus one Xia Simeng, even if it’s twenty thousand, two hundred thousand! Their combined importance on this chessboard is still far less than two human ceilings!!!”
Upon hearing the last sentence, Lin Qiye’s eyes suddenly contracted as he violently stabbed [Divine Scourge] into the sand beside him, and slammed his fist heavily into the face of the Predestined Monk!
Dang-!!!
Fresh blood burbled out, and the Fatal Monk flew hundreds of meters backwards like a sandbag!
Without waiting for Monk Fate to land, a crimson shadow swept in front of him and grabbed him by the collar with a powerful palm, suspending his entire body in mid-air.
Lin Qiye stared angrily into the eyes of the Predestined Monk and angrily said:
”I’m asking you …… who I am?”
The corners of the Custodial Monk’s mouth were already filled with blood as he looked at Lin Qiye without saying a word.
”I’m the Nightwatchman!!!” Lin Qiye’s eyes were plastered in front of the Custodial Monk.
”Yes, we are trying to win this game!
But if we fight to protect the future of humanity while sacrificing the lives of ordinary people as a means to achieve ultimate victory …… then what exactly is the point of us playing this game of chess?
If Ye Fan, Zuo Qing, and Zhao Kongcheng …… if they see that we are piling up victory with the lives of ordinary people, what will they think? Those human lives were guarded by them one by one with their own lives! If they were here, would they allow you to do that?”
”War, there are always sacrifices …… aren’t there?” The Fateful Monk slowly spoke, “The same thing, I already said it four years ago, I won’t repeat it again.”
Lin Qiye’s mind instantly flashed back to the two young girls that walked side by side towards the sea of fire back then, and the anger that he was already filled with was reignited!
”Don’t you have any guilt for the deaths of those over two thousand people?” Lin Qiye clenched his teeth and roared in a low voice.
”No.” The Fateful Monk didn’t hesitate.
Bang-!
Lin Qiye blasted out another punch, the force penetrating the Custodial Monk’s body and blowing a terrifyingly deep pit into the desert below.
The Custodial Monk spewed out a mouthful of blood, his face incredibly pale ……
Yellow sand danced wildly in the wind, and in the center of this terrifying sand pit, Monk Cebu had completely turned into a bloody man.
Lin Qiye looked at the dying Custodial Monk underneath him, his chest rose and fell violently, his power today was no joke, these punches went down, even if it was a human ceiling level Custodial Monk, he was already breathless and on the verge of death.
”Cough …… cough cough ……” Crimson blood drenched the sand, the Custodial Monk opened his mouth and coughed out several blood clots.
Lin Qiye’s blood red fists trembled slightly as he looked at the Custodial Monk underneath him, and after a long time, he still didn’t land his last punch.
He took a deep breath, his figure stood up from in front of the Fatal Monk, and spoke in a deep voice:
”From now on …… you stay in your temple, without my order, you can’t step out half a step.”
As the words fell, Lin Qiye turned around and left.
A hoarse voice came out from the blood pit, “Go see …… Zhou Ping ……”
Lin Qiye turned back to look at him, impatience and some helplessness surfaced in his eyes, he shook his head and still walked in the direction of the sword hut.
He pulled out his satellite cell phone and dialed a number:
”Hello? Junliang?”
”……”
”Yes, I’ll send you a location in a moment, so that the medical team can come over …… Well, after rescuing him, send someone to send him back to the temple in the Kunlun Mountains.”
”……”
”Send two people to guard the bottom of the mountain, don’t let him run around, understand?”
”……”
After Lin Qiye finished his instructions, he hung up the phone, and shortly afterward, a sword hut that stood alone in the desert appeared in his field of vision.