Seeing that the two had already recognized him, Lin Qiye no longer harbored any illusions. He knew exactly how valuable his life was to the Ancient God Church and its believers.
Today, it would be impossible for him to leave unscathed.
He took a deep breath and sank his consciousness into the Psychiatric Hospital of the Gods, giving Merlin and Nyx advance notice to be ready to let him bear their souls at any moment.
Over the past year, Lin Qiye's soul injuries had completely healed. He could once again bear a god's soul for a short time. If he could raise his realm to "Infinity," he might not be without a chance in battle. Even in the worst-case scenario, he would still have the ability to protect himself.
This was also Lin Qiye's final trump card!
"We're running out of time. Kill him quickly, then go kill Wu..." Before the Fourth Seat could finish speaking, he suddenly froze, a vacant look appearing in his eyes.
The Sixth Seat beside him also fell into the same daze.
"This is..." Seeing this, Lin Qiye seemed to realize something.
The next moment, the scene before him began to shift. The originally pitch-black activity yard vanished, replaced by a vast ocean.
There was no wind, no clouds. The entire sea was without a single ripple, like a smooth mirror clearly reflecting the dusky sky.
At the end of the distant horizon, an orange-red sun had already sunk more than halfway down. Its fading light shone upon the mirror-like sea, as if the entire expanse of water had been dyed dark crimson.
Lin Qiye raised his head and saw the Fourth Seat and Sixth Seat standing on the sea's surface not far away, their faces filled with gravity.
"This is... a dream." Lin Qiye