Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

The room was very quiet, with only the sound of Galan's steady but weak breathing.

Lin Qiye sat beside the bed, looking at her motionlessly, and he didn't know how long it had been.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his soul seemed to have been sucked out of him, leaving only an empty shell.

He messed up, and it was he who pushed Galan to this point.

If only he were stronger, if only he could sense the danger sooner, if only...

There were too many ifs, and now all that was left was the self-blame that tore at his heart.

Wu Hen stood on the other side of the room, leaning against the wall, silently looking at Lin Qiye's back.

He didn't say anything, nor did he go forward to comfort her.

He knew that at this moment, any words would be pale.

Lin Qiye needs to get out of this situation on his own, otherwise no one can help him.

The door of the room was pushed open with a creaky sound.

Ji Nian walked in and took a look at Jia Lan who was sleeping on the bed.

Then his gaze fell on Lin Qiye, and his eyes instantly turned cold.

"How long are you going to sit here?"

"Will you sit there until she wakes up, or until you turn to stone yourself?"

The commemoration was not loud, but it was full of undisguised irony.

Lin Qiye's shoulders moved slightly, but he didn't turn around.

His voice was as hoarse as sandpaper rubbing against each other: "What are you doing here?"

"What am I doing here? I'm here to see you looking so pathetic."

Ji Nian walked up to him and looked down at him.

"Why, do you think this is useful?"

"You torture yourself here, not eating, drinking, or sleeping. You punish yourself in this way, and then you move yourself?"

Lin Qiye suddenly raised his head, staring at Ji Nian with red eyes: "What do you know!"

"I don't understand? I don't understand why you are so stupid!"

The voice of commemoration suddenly rose, like a needle piercing Lin Qiye's nerves.

"Do you think she can sense you just standing here and guarding her?"

"Do you think that by killing yourself, you are taking responsibility for her?"

"That's not called protection, that's called self-satisfaction! You're just telling yourself 'I've tried my best' in this way."

"'I'm already in so much pain' to make myself feel less guilty!"

"I didn't!" Lin Qiye clenched his fists instantly, and veins popped out on the back of his hands.

"you have not?"

Ji Jian sneered,

"Then tell me, what's the point of you sitting here, other than making yourself look even more pathetic?"

"Can you wake her up? Can you turn back time? Can you find a solution to the problem?"

A series of questions were like heavy hammers hitting Lin Qiye's heart.

He opened his mouth, but no words came out.

Yeah, what's the use?

It's useless.

He just… couldn't forgive himself.

"Look at me." Jinian's tone left no room for doubt.

Lin Qiye's gaze was a little evasive, but he finally met Ji Nian's sharp eyes.

"Put away your useless self-blame." Ji Nian said word by word.

"It's not your fault that Galan has become like this. You are not a god, and it is impossible for you to predict everything."

"But she is still alive now, just sleeping, which means there is still hope."

"And as her companion, the most important thing you should do now is not to act out a sad story here."

"But think of a way, find a way, to wake her up!"

"Method..." Lin Qiye muttered to himself, and a trace of fluctuation finally appeared in his empty eyes.

"What can I do..."

"Solutions are found by thinking and searching, not by sitting here and waiting!"

Jinian's voice became more severe. "Aren't you always calm and opinionated?"

"Where's your brain? Has it been ruined by sadness? If even you give up, then Galan is truly beyond saving!"

"I……"

"If the enemy comes again, you won't be able to save yourself, let alone save her."

"Who will protect her then? With your dying look?"

Although the words of commemoration are harsh, every word is like a knife.

The shell that Lin Qiye used to numb himself was torn open, forcing him to face reality.

Wu Hen, who had been silent the entire time, finally spoke. His voice was calm: "Jiannian is right."

"Blaming yourself doesn't solve any problems; it just wastes time."

"What we lack most now is time."

Lin Qiye took a deep breath, and the depression in his chest seemed to be relieved a little.

He slowly lowered his head, looked at Galan's peaceful sleeping face again, and then slowly stood up.

His body was a little stiff from sitting for a long time, but he stood very straight.

The bloodshot in his eyes was still there, but the dead despair had been replaced by a rekindled fire.

"You're right." He looked at Ji Nian, his voice still hoarse, but regained its former firmness.

"what should I do?"

Seeing him like this, Ji Nian's expression eased a little.

Just as he was about to speak, the door of the room was slammed open.

The knight rushed in with an anxious look on his face, not even bothering to salute.

"Master Memorial! Something bad has happened!"

Ji Nian frowned: "What happened? Why are you so flustered?"

The knight gasped and said hurriedly, "It's the Yata Mirror! The erosion speed of the red moon has suddenly increased!"

"The space in the mirror is collapsing on a large scale, and we can no longer suppress it!"

"What?" Ji Nian's face darkened instantly.

"How come it's so fast?"

"I don't know! But this is the truth. If we don't find a solution, everything in the Yata Mirror... will probably be finished!"

There was a slight tremor in the knight's voice.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became extremely solemn.

Wu Hen immediately asked, "What's in the Eight-foot Mirror? What is that?"

Ji Nian did not answer directly. He turned around and walked out quickly.

At the same time, he said to Lin Qiye and Wu Hen, "Follow me, we'll talk as we walk."

"There's no time to explain now. We have more important things to do."

Lin Qiye and Wu Hen looked at each other and followed without hesitation.

Three people, one in front and two behind, walked quickly through the corridor.

"Where are we going now?" Lin Qiye asked.

"Go to a place and do one thing." Ji Nian's tone was extremely serious.

"Go and destroy those 'human circles'."

"Human circle?" Wu Hen frowned.

"what is that?"

"Takamagahara is a place where human souls are kept." Ji Nian's voice was as cold as ice.

"They captured countless human souls after death and locked them in the Eight-foot Mirror."

"Use the power of those souls to maintain the operation of Takamagahara and serve as a reserve of their power."

Lin Qiye and Wu Hen's expressions changed at the same time.

Keeping the dead souls in captivity?

What a vicious method!

"But now the red moon is eroding the Yata Mirror, and the space within the mirror is collapsing."

Wu Hen immediately grasped the crux of the matter. "If we destroy the 'Human Circle' now, wouldn't that just be what Hong Yue wants?"

"Why don't you wait until the Red Moon issue is resolved?"

"I can't wait." Ji Nian's steps did not stop at all.

"If the Eight-foot Mirror is completely eroded by the red moon, the souls trapped inside will be...

"The outcome will be ten thousand times more miserable than simply being torn apart."

Lin Qiye's heart tightened: "What will happen?"

"They will be assimilated by the Red Moon, becoming mindless monsters that only know how to kill and devour, becoming part of the Red Moon."

"Eternal enslavement, no salvation."

There is a deep chill in the voice of commemoration.

"Destroying the 'Human Circle' will destroy the foundation of Takamagahara, but at the same time,"

"It is also to give those dead souls a final relief before they are completely contaminated by the red moon."

It turned out to be the case.

Rather than letting them turn into monsters, it is better to send them off yourself.

This is a cruel mercy.

Lin Qiye was silent for a moment, then spoke again: "I understand."

"Count me in on this one."

"The revenge for Galan and the debt owed to these captive souls, Takama-ga-hara, must be repaid double."

His voice was not loud, but the determination contained in it made Wu Hen next to him and Jin Yi in front of him look at him sideways.

The calm and decisive Lin Qiye is back.

"Very good." Ji Nian nodded.

"With the two of you helping us, our chances of winning will be much better."

Wu Hen raised another question at this time, his eyes were calm.

It was like stating a fact: "The three of us, plus your knight, are planning to destroy Takamagahara's 'human circle'?"

"The defensive strength there shouldn't be something that just a few of us can handle, right?"

"Of course not by force." A cold arc appeared on Jinian's lips.

"Most of Takama-ga-hara's forces are currently being held hostage by Hongyue. They're too busy taking care of themselves, and this presents our best opportunity."

"And we're not the only ones taking action."

"Anyone else?"

"Correct."

They had come to a wide underground space.

There was nothing here except a huge and complex formation carved on the ground.

Ji Nian walked to the center of the formation, stopped, and looked back at them.

"Are you ready? Once you start, there's no turning back."

Lin Qiye and Wu Hen looked at each other and saw determination in each other's eyes.

"anytime."

Jinian nodded and said no more.

He raised his hand, and a powerful force surged from his body, instantly activating the formation on the ground.

The light came on and swallowed up the figures of the three people.

When the light faded, they appeared on a barren plain.

The sky was a strange dark red, and a huge red moon that seemed to be dripping blood hung high in the sky, emitting an ominous light.

This is the world inside the Yata Mirror.

"Hurry up." Ji Nian's voice was filled with urgency.

"The light of the red moon will continue to weaken our strength, while also making those dead souls increasingly frantic."

Wu Hen looked around with a sharp gaze: "Which direction is the 'human circle'?"

The memorial points to a vague black dot on the distant horizon.

"Right there."

"Remember, we have only one goal, which is to destroy the core that keeps the 'Human Circle' running."

"Once the core is destroyed, the souls within will automatically dissipate and be liberated."

Lin Qiye clenched the knife in his hand, feeling the despair and madness in the air.

He asked in a deep voice, "Did those souls... retain their consciousness before we personally ended them?"

This question instantly made the atmosphere at the scene heavy.

The memorial was silent.

He turned his head and looked at Lin Qiye deeply.

Then he looked at the ominous red moon again, and after a long time, he slowly uttered a few words.

“Most of the time, it’s reserved.”