Chapter 887 – Randomization

　　Hearing these words, Lin Qiye’s brows frowned slightly.

　　A gatekeeper on the moon?

　　On the moon and possessing the [Mortal Dust Divine Domain], it could only be the Blazing Angel Michael……. But why did Chen Yangrong call him the “Gatekeeper”?

　　Moreover, looking at Chen Yangrong’s reaction, he seemed to be very afraid of the Mortal Dust Divine Realm.

　　Lin Qiye’s golden pupils blazed as he raised the Chopping White in his hand and violently chopped off one of Chen Yangrong’s arms. The latter’s expression was violently twisted and seemed to be even more pained than before, and blood spattered out, but this time, Chen Yangrong’s arm didn’t come back to life like his head did.

　　Effective!

　　Lin Qiye’s furious eyes flashed with a hint of clarity.

　　Although he didn’t know why, the “miracle” created by the [Mortal Dust Divine Realm] seemed to be able to curb the power of that giant beast’s corpse to a certain extent?

　　”Damn! Damn ‘miracle’!” Chen Yangrong looked at his bloodied shoulder and turned his head towards Lin Qiye with an expression of rage.

　　Seemingly sensing Lin Qiye’s threat, the blood and flesh of the stomach wall covering his body suddenly twisted, and Chen Yangrong forcefully ripped out his own hands and grabbed them in the air at Lin Qiye in front of him!

　　A blood-colored tentacle laced with thunder shot out from within the surrounding stomach wall, cutting through the deep seawater and stabbing at Lin Qiye’s body at an astonishing speed!

　　Lin Qiye held the [Chopping White] in his hand and his body disappeared into the void as the surrounding world’s faded into black and white, and he shuttled through it like a ghost, avoiding all of the thunder tentacles.

　　Feeling the fluctuation of Chen Yangrong’s aura when he struck, Lin Qiye felt a bit surprised.

　　Chen Yangrong’s strength seemed to be quite a bit lower than his own realm?

　　Lin Qiye clearly remembered that when Chen Yangrong released his realm pressure, he was at the peak of the “Klein” realm, but now it seemed that his strength was just at the level of an ordinary “Klein”, far less oppressive than Lin Qiye thought.

　　Upon careful consideration, Lin Qiye figured out the reason for this.

　　Chen Yangrong’s realm is entirely from the residual power within the corpse of the beast, his so-called “four days close to the miracle” is only the powerful feeling generated when the power within the beast surged into his body, plus his mind has long been controlled by the corpse of the beast, completely losing his mind, subconsciously exaggerating the power of the Cthulhu Gods. This was what gave rise to his previous arrogance.

　　The most critical point is that Chen Yangrong himself is just an ordinary fisherman, even the forbidden ruins have not been awakened, even if his realm has been forcibly elevated to “Klein”, there is no place to use it, at most, he can only control the remnants of this beast’s corpse to attack, and normal “Klein” realm is not the same level at all. It was not at the same level as the normal “Klein” realm.

　　Against the erosion of the red moon, Lin Qiye only felt that his thinking was getting slower and slower, replaced by a strong confidence in his own strength, as well as a rising killing intent.

　　Lin Qiye took a step out of the void, directly passing through the roiling tentacles and arriving in front of Chen Yangrong.

　　Amidst the surging black seawater, blood-colored electric arcs swam like water snakes, Lin Qiye’s eyes flushed red as he ignored his surroundings, holding the [Chopping White] and aiming straight for Chen Yangrong’s head at an astonishing speed!

　　He wanted to kill him in one blow!

　　A touch of mockery surfaced in Chen Yangrong’s eyes, and on top of his torso, one after another hideous meatball suddenly grew, writhing crazily as a single blood-colored eyeball opened, staring straight at Lin Qiye, who had rushed in front of him.

　　Their gazes coalesced into substantial beams of light that burst out like blood-colored thorns, instantly piercing through Lin Qiye’s body and stabbing out dozens of bloody holes!

　　Blood burst out from the wounds, like demonic Manjusri blossoming silently in the dim seawater, Lin Qiye, who was only a fraction of a second away from taking Chen Yangrong’s head, let out a muffled grunt and lost his strength, and in the midst of the blood flow gushing out, his entire body began to sink uncontrollably in the seawater ……

　　It was only at this moment that the fury and madness in his eyes faded a little, restoring a trace of clarity.

　　Dammit! He was having his sanity eroded again!

　　After figuring out the reason for Chen Yangrong’s weakness, Lin Qiye’s inner confidence was infinitely amplified to a level of arrogance, and under his manic thoughts, he directly chose to brutally attack head on ……

　　Losing his mind, he didn’t even realize that even the weakest “Klein” couldn’t be easily dealt with by “Limitless”.

　　What’s more, this was in the body of the beast, for Chen Yangrong, it was the absolute home ground, and blindly attacking without thinking was the undoubted way to death.

　　It was already too late to realize this now.

　　Just now, Chen Yangrong’s strike had directly hit Lin Qiye heavily, these blood holes pierced through his body, greatly restricting his movement, and just with this horrifying bleeding speed, it wouldn’t take long for Lin Qiye to bleed out and die.

　　Chen Yangrong coldly laughed as he looked at Lin Qiye, who was gradually sinking in the blood mist, and stretched out his palm, giving him another grip.

　　Dense tentacles churned through the seawater at an astonishing speed, a huge and turbulent whirlpool surged through the huge stomach wall of the giant beast, and blood-colored thunder swam on the surface of the whirlpool like a hideous millstone of thunder light, swirling Lin Qiye’s figure into it in a hurry.

　　Under the turbulent current, Lin Qiye was unable to stabilize his figure at all, and couldn’t control himself as he flew towards the nearest vortex.

　　Right at this moment, a dark blue figure hurriedly swept through the seawater, weaving between the blood-colored thunderbolts, stretching out its arms and steadily embracing Lin Qiye’s body!

　　A warm, soft touch was attached to Lin Qiye’s back.

　　Lin Qiye turned back, only to see Jia Lan looking at him with a smile on her face, her red rope tied around her black hair, slowly floating in the water, her black gem-like eyes as bright as stars.

　　In the deep sea, Jia Lan opened her mouth, her lips moved slightly and wordlessly said four words:Randomize.

　　A flash of light came from Jia Lan’s body and surged into Lin Qiye’s body.

　　The gurgling blood stopped flowing, the wounds that were being corroded by the seawater solidified, and the chaotic and frenzied consciousness that was under the erosion of the red moon suddenly became unprecedentedly lucid……. It was as if his body had been eternally fixed at this moment, and no factor from the outside world was able to affect his body.

　　[Immortality].

　　She gave [Immortality] to herself?

　　Having lost the blessing of [Immortality], the current Garland was an ordinary person, and under the intense sense of suffocation and the oppression of the deep sea, her face paled with the naked eye.

　　Lin Qiye’s pupils suddenly contracted, and without the slightest hesitation, he opened his mouth and chanted in the seawater:

　　”A cool wind rises on an autumn night, clear air swings the pleasantries and turbidities!”

　　A clear wind gushed out from the void, swinging away the thick seawater around him and wrapping the Jia Lan behind him, the fresh air poured into Jia Lan’s nostrils before her whitened face regained a hint of blood color.