After Nyx's figure disappeared, the night that shrouded everyone's heads gradually disappeared into the eastern sky.

The hazy mist reappeared in the field of vision, wrapping several people, Baili Chubby, Cao Yuan, Shen Qingzhu, Jia Lan, Jiang Er, and An Qingyu came from different directions in the mist and returned to Lin Qiye's side.

They stared at the heart in Lin Qiye's hand and fell silent.

They all saw the scene just now.

"Seven Nights...... She said that the Sword Master seniors still have a chance to come back, is it true? Baili Chubby asked.

Lin Qiye was silent for a moment, "Mother won't lie, what she said is true, it's true." ”

Everyone's faces softened slightly.

Only Lin Qiye was still looking at the night in the east, like a sculpture, motionless.

"What are you thinking?" Garan asked softly.

"I'm thinking, the name of our squad."

"Name?" Hearing these two words, the others turned their heads to look at Lin Qiye, "Have you thought about it?" ”

"Perhaps."

Lin Qiye looked at the corner of the night in the east, looked down at the heart in his palm, and said slowly:

"Our team, born out of despair, came from the darkest, and along the way, we have gained and lost.

We do not exist for merit, not for honor...... But where they can see with their eyes and hear with their ears, there will be no calamity, no evil, no injustice, no sacrifice.

The world is too big, there are too many sentient beings, we can't manage it, and we don't want to manage it.

Let his world be destroyed or the wrath of the gods......"

A few star marks flashed in Lin Qiye's eyes, and in the sky above their heads, a pitch-black night began to spread rapidly, covering more than ten kilometers in the blink of an eye.

The world has darkened again.

[Night is coming].

This night is his forbidden ruin, his domain.

He raised his hand and pointed to the night above his head,

"I just want this night,

Those whom I dear shall be safe forever;

The soul of those whom I am against is destroyed;

I want our fate to be our own, I want us to be invincible!

One day, I will make this forbidden land of the gods wherever the night falls,

Over here...... We are our own gods.

Our name,

It's called Nightfall. ”

Lin Qiye's words fell, and everyone was stunned.

It was a long time before they came to their senses.

"Great Xia's Fifth Special Squad, [Nightfall] Squad...... Sounds good. Cao Yuan said thoughtfully.

"I'll admit, it's a little better than the 'Decepticon' I called." Baili Chubby shrugged his shoulders, "Only a little bit ......"

Lin Qiye turned his head to look at the others, "What do you think?" ”

"I agree with whatever you call it during the seven nights." Garan's eyes lit up.

"When the night comes, the forbidden land of the gods......" Shen Qingzhu nodded, "It's very domineering, I have no opinion." ”

"I'm okay with that." An Qingyu nodded.

Jiang Er, who was floating on the side, couldn't speak, so he could only nod his head in agreement.

Seeing that everyone had no opinions, Lin Qiye said: "In this case, the name of our team will be [Night], and when I return to Great Xia, I will officially submit an application to the above." ”

With a wave of his hand, clouds of energy surged around several people, lifting them all up and chasing them towards the shattered city that was far away.

Lin Qiye's gaze swept over the city, and suddenly, the whole person was stunned.

"What's wrong?" Cao Yuan noticed Lin Qiye's strange appearance and asked.

Lin Qiye was stunned for a long time, and a trace of bitterness flashed in his eyes.

"I see...... I didn't even find out until now......"

"Found what?" Baili Chubby asked suspiciously.

"Don't you think it's strange?" Lin Qiye stretched out his hand, pointed to the broken city flying in the mist, and slowly spoke, "This city was cut off from Great Xia by the wind god, and it carried the wind and moved towards Egypt......

However, the god of wind has long been gone.

Why is this city still flying?

And...... All the way back home. ”

Everyone was stunned at the same time, and turned their heads to look at the huge city flying in the mist, and after a moment, everyone's eyes showed disbelief.

In the hazy mist,

At the bottom of the city, which is so large that it obscures the sky,

A sword, supporting an entire city, flies slowly but surely.

- Dragon Elephant Sword.

It was Zhou Ping's sword.

At this moment, Lin Qiye finally understood where Zhou Ping's original sword went.

He once thought that the Dragon Elephant Sword had been shattered as early as Zhou Ping's battle against the gods, but what he never expected was that Zhou Ping's sword was always there.

This sword, from the time he first repelled the wind god and was seriously injured, had already held up the entire city.

Even if his consciousness has been blurred, even if he goes to face the three gods with empty hands, even if he disappears without a trace, this sword ...... There was still not the slightest tremor.

He, his sword, has been carrying the load.

This is the third sword that Zhou Ping slashed from the beginning.

The sword of "going home".

The seven of them stood at the bottom of the magnificent city, looking up at the sword that was moving forward with the negative city, and the sadness that they suppressed in their hearts could not be controlled......

There is some redness under their eyes.

After a long time, Lin Qiye looked at the sword of the negative city, bent down deeply, and his voice trembled slightly.

"Respectfully...... The teacher goes home. ”

……

In the midst of a broken city.

Between the mountains, an illusory black figure slowly stood up, and under his feet was a complex and strange pattern.

Amon held the black scepter in his hand, staring at the magnificent pattern at his feet, a cold smile curled into the corners of his mouth.

"Curse of the Fortune of the Country, Prepare to Complete ......"

"Hugh and Seth, the two pieces of waste, ultimately failed...... But the human being is dead, the god who rules the night is gone, and now, no one can stop me.

Curse the fortunes of the country, and take the city again, and everything will be back on track......"

He slowly raised the scepter in his hand, and the cold and evil divine power around him surged, and the cold aura spread around the edge of the city!

Knock ——!!

The bottom of the scepter in his hand slammed down on the pattern.

A pitch-black ripple quickly swept away, sweeping over many mountain peaks, like dropping a stone in the middle of a pond, disturbing the luck of the entire dragon vein.

There is more than one dragon vein in Great Xia, but each one can have an impact on the national fortune, and the knowledge and power related to the national fortune are slowly disappearing in the long river of time, and there are not many existences in the whole world that know how to use qi luck to attack together.

And Amun, is one of them.

His curse, which can affect the national fortune of the entire Great Xia through a dragon vein, is like a drop of ink in a pot, which will soon impregnate the entire Great Xia.