Fog.

The waves swept across the narrow valley, making a thunderous roar, and in the gray world, two figures slowly walked out.

"That's where you chose?" Under the black hood, An Qingyu's cheeks were slightly raised, and without that elegant black frame, his temperament was a little cold.

"There is no way, the hell that Nicholas has set up has been ruined, and we can only open up a space again." Chaos shrugged his shoulders, a look of helplessness on his dark face.

[Chaos] raised his palm to the center of the canyon and shook it gently.

The invisible air waves squeezed and dispersed, and the churning waves in the canyon suddenly stopped, and the next moment, the entire wind-howling sea area fell silent, like a dark green mirror, reflecting the ruggedness of the canyon on both sides.

As [Chaos] fell on the surface of the sea, a ripple gently swayed, turning into a whirlpool that shattered the mirror, extending all the way to the deep seabed, with no end in sight.

He carried the remnants of the [Black Goat], jumped slightly, and disappeared into the whirlpool, An Qingyu's gray eyes narrowed slightly, and he also walked into the whirlpool.

The whirlpool of the deep sea swept around An Qingyu, and after a moment, their figures flew out strangely from another upside-down sea.

The fog, the sea, the canyon, everything is the same as the sea in reality, the only difference is that there is no sun and moon in the world here, and the chaotic sky presses on the sea and the mountain gorge, giving people a dull sense of oppression.

"You created a mirror world?" The gray in the depths of An Qingyu's eyes flashed, and he instantly analyzed this world.

"Of course." [Chaos] chuckled, "[Black Goat] only has half a breath left, until the [Key to the Gate] is revived, you can't play much role except to sacrifice to the Gate of Truth, and I haven't recovered to peak strength yet, if they join forces to encircle and suppress it, it will be a troublesome matter."

Although it is not as good as the real kingdom of God, it is extremely difficult to find and can be used for us to recuperate. ”

An Qingyu nodded, his gaze swept over the two towering black straits in front of him, and walked towards one of them alone.

"The well water does not interfere with the river water, and this half is mine."

Seeing this, [Chaos] raised his eyebrows, "Wait." ”

An Qingyu stopped, frowned and looked back.

"If you want that half, of course it's fine, but you'd better give me a quasi-letter, [Key to the Door], when will it be revived?"

"The door of truth is not repaired enough, it will be some time."

"For a while, for how long?"

"Probably, four or five years."

"Are you kidding me?" [Chaos] squinted his eyes, and his dark face showed a hint of calmness.

An Qingyu looked at him for a long time, and slowly spoke:

"Do you think I'm joking?"

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

"What about those Migos? Aren't they able to sacrifice lives to speed up the recovery of the Key to the Door? "I don't know how long it took, [Chaos] spoke.

"Do you think the number of Migo is endless?" An Qingyu asked rhetorically, "They are my faithful believers, in order to accelerate the awakening of the [Key to the Gate], they have been sacrificed to the point of almost extinction, and even if the rest of them are added up, they can't advance much."

If you think I'm lying to you, you can just kill me and see if there is any chance of recovery from [Key to the Door]? ”

An Qingyu's words became more and more harsh, and a cold wind blew through the canyon, blowing the black robe into a hunting sound.

[Chaos]'s brows furrowed tightly, and he squinted at An Qingyu, as if he wanted to gain direct insight into his thoughts, but under the gaze of those gray eyes, it didn't have any effect at all.

After a long time, He slowly spoke: "Four years, in four years, I must see the revival of the [Key to the Door]......"

An Qingyu didn't answer, he put his hands in his black robe, turned around and disappeared into the strait on one side, and the rolling gray mist shrouded this half of the strait like a tornado, like an impermeable wall.

Chaos withdrew his gaze and returned to his own strait, sitting cross-legged on a boulder, palms spread out, and a miniature model of a hospital appeared in his palm.

"Next, it's time to take complete control of you......"

……

Gulnard Asylum.

Dungeon.

The cell, which was originally empty and uninhabited, was now full of cyan figures, and Ah Zhu was curled up on 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, dead or alive.

"Steward, Steward......"

A voice came from next door.

The bloodied figure opened his eyes suddenly, turned back and made a silent gesture to the cell next door, "Be quiet!" That guy can hear it! ”

The voice next door died down suddenly, and a moment later, a palm poked out of the fence, dipped in some water, and began to write on the ground:

- Chief, Azhu is going to starve to death.

Seeing these lines, Li Yifei's bloodstained face trembled slightly, and after sighing, he stretched out his hand and wrote:

- Our souls have been signed to the Seven Nights, and with this hospital shelter, we can be resurrected even if we die...... At most, there will be some pain.

As written on the panel, "As a mythical creature killed by your own hands, you have the right to decide the fate of its soul", it was Lin Qiye who killed them, and it was Lin Qiye who hired them as a nurse, even if [Chaos] now controlled a part of the hospital, it was impossible to decide their life and death, so they could only be locked in the dungeon.

- Sir, when is this day the end of the day?

Seeing these lines, Li Yifei shook his head and continued to write:

- I don't know.

- If he takes complete control of the hospital, will we be completely destroyed?

——…… I don't know.

- Will the Dean come to our rescue?

Li Yifei didn't answer, and in his mind, the scene of Lin Qiye's soul being beaten out of his body by [Chaos] came to mind...... According to the situation at that time, it is difficult to say whether Lin Qiye is still alive or not.

Who would have thought that Yeland, who seemed to be the most amiable, would actually be [Chaos]?

Could it be that they can't do anything but wait here to die?

Li Yifei's fists clenched tightly, unwilling and angry filled his heart, he raised his hand covered with blood scabs, and slammed it on the fence, but he didn't move.

I don't know how long it took, in the dark, Li Yifei sighed bitterly......

Hunger and pain gradually took over his mind, his consciousness gradually blurred, and he knew that he was not far from this death.

In a trance, he seemed to have a dream, and he saw a young man wearing Confucian clothes in the Han Dynasty, walking slowly towards him......

The young man crouched down in front of him, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile:

"The time has come to respond to the Covenant...... Li Yifei, don't forget the mission entrusted to you by that adult. ”

At the moment when Li Yifei's eyes were about to close, he saw a shadow slide from the young man's palm into his hand......

It was a white chess piece.