After Lin Qiye finished eating the cake, he found that there was still a lot of time left. Jiangcheng City was not too far from the front line. It would take about a minute to get there using the Somersault Cloud. But the problem was that they were carrying a big guy with them and could only fly there little by little, which delayed the time by more than ten times.
He first greeted Gilgamesh, then checked on Yelande's condition, and then walked straight to the cell under the hospital.
Mogaro, who was killed on the island before, was not taken in as his caregiver. I wonder if the same situation will happen again now
Lin Qiye stood in front of the cell, his eyes narrowed slightly as he glanced at the giant rats behind five consecutive fences.
“
Sinner: Rat Beast (Unknown Race)
Choice: As a mythical creature killed by your own hands, you have the right to decide the fate of its soul:
Option 1: Directly destroy its soul and make it completely disappear from the world.
Option 2: Let its fear value towards you reach 60, then you can hire it as a hospital nurse. While taking care of the patients, it can also provide you with protection to a certain extent.
Current Fear Value: 77
”
Seeing such a high fear value, Lin Qiye was not too surprised.
When he first encountered these rat beasts, he used the [Yanyan Futian Jutsu] and killed two of them instantly, severely injured the other three, and summoned Lai Fu to kill the remaining ones one after another... Especially the latter, who was an absolute nightmare for these rat beasts.
Lin Qiye stretched out his hand and clenched it in the void, and five contracts appeared in his palm. Just as he was about to hand the contracts into the cell, a ball of hot flame ignited again!
Lin Qiye quickly loosened his fingertips, and the burning contract slowly fell to the ground, turning into black embers and disappearing without a trace.
He looked at this scene with an extremely gloomy expression.
Failed again.
If the last time, it was because there was something wrong with Mogara himself... then why couldn't the five rat beasts be taken in as caregivers this time
What? Does this hospital discriminate against Indian mythological creatures?!
Lin Qiye looked at the five rat beasts with fear in their eyes, and after hesitating for a moment, he did not kill them directly. After all, these were five divine beasts, and he had not yet figured out why the hospital did not allow him to subdue them... He planned to study them carefully after the war.
Lin Qiye's consciousness withdrew from the hospital and returned to reality.
The howling wind passed by everyone's ears. At the end of the mountains in the distance, they could faintly see countless terrifying divine lights colliding and mixing, and the roars of beasts echoed between the valleys.
They were not far from Chennan Pass.
…
Morning South Pass.
God’s battlefield, above the sky.
A figure in white clothes and white hair looked down at the chaotic battlefield below, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter.
"Grandpa." Nezha stepped on the wind fire wheel and rose from below. The surface of his jade-like body was covered with blood scars, which was extremely hideous. "Those Indian gods didn't fight us head-on. They have already started to retreat to the border... Do they want to escape?"
Jiang Ziya stroked his beard with his right hand and shook his head, "No, they are probably stalling for time."
"Delaying time?" Nezha thought for a moment, "Are they waiting for the Olympian gods?"
"Yes, the gods of the Temple of Heaven have been fighting fiercely in my Great Xia territory for two days and are beginning to be exhausted. If they don't close the battle line, I'm afraid they will soon be defeated one by one by my Great Xia gods. Moreover, they must not retreat into the fog. Once they withdraw from this battlefield, they will no longer be able to use Chennan Pass and the cities behind to contain us...
By then, if the Great Xia God, who has no worries, comes to hunt them down, their casualties will only be more serious.”
"Then what should we do?" Nezha's eyes showed anxiety, "If we really let them drag us to Olympus to kill us... then our situation will be even worse."
Jiang Ziya did not speak. His eyes fell on the ruined silver-white pass on the earth, his expression somewhat solemn.
After two days of fighting, the Great Xia God, who had the advantage of local combat, should have gained the upper hand and even severely damaged the invading gods of the Temple of Heaven. However, they chose to use the "mother beast" to constantly harass Chennan Pass and the cities in the rear, which made the Great Xia God cautious. After all, even if they seriously injured the gods of the Temple of Heaven, the price they paid would be hundreds of millions of innocent lives.
If they delay, when the Olympian gods arrive, Daxia will be in extreme danger; but if they fight a blitzkrieg with all their might, Chennan Pass will certainly not be able to withstand the impact of the beast tide... Currently, the gods of Daxia are in this stalemate.
"Taigong!" Nezha shouted again anxiously.
"We can't delay any longer..." Jiang Ziya weighed the pros and cons for a long time before speaking, "Pass the order down, summon all the Great Xia gods who are still capable of fighting, and launch a general attack on them after one stick of incense... No matter what the cost, we must inflict heavy damage on them as quickly as possible, and then return to Chennan Pass for support."
In the current state of the gods of Daxia, if they face the siege of the two great divine kingdoms, they have almost no chance of winning. Instead of doing that, they might as well take a gamble and see which side is faster!
The key to victory in this battle lies in whether the Great Xia God can quickly wipe out the Indian God, and secondly... how long Chennan Pass can hold out under the impact of the largest-scale divine beasts.
"yes."
Nezha's face was more serious than ever before. He turned into a stream of light and quickly crashed into the void. A painting of mountains and rivers in ink and wash slowly emerged...
…
Within the map of mountains, rivers, and the country.
A ripple spread out in the void, and Nezha's figure emerged from it, his eyes falling on the mountain not far away.
Dozens of figures covered in scars were sitting cross-legged in a light blue formation, their faces extremely pale. Bits of divine light from the formation flowed into their bodies, slowly repairing their injuries.
This is the void world opened by Taiyi Zhenren behind the battlefield of gods. Before Daode Tianzun went to space to fight Vishnu, he set up a formation here, specifically for the Daxia gods who were seriously injured or had overdrawn their divine power to recuperate, and return to the battlefield after recovery.
Two days of fighting caused a lot of casualties among the gods of Daxia, especially the first batch of gods who arrived, who were the most seriously injured.
As if he had sensed Nezha's arrival, Sun Wukong, who was sitting cross-legged in the corner of the formation, slowly opened his eyes. The golden chain mail on his body was already broken into pieces, and dense wounds covered his body, almost dyeing his hair blood-red.
"The decisive battle is about to begin. Those who can still fight now, follow me!" Nezha stood in mid-air holding the Fire Spear and shouted loudly.