"Qingyu!!"
Seeing An Qingyu's condition, Jiang Er cried out and reached out to gently hold his head, but her palm drifted straight through him.
"Qingyu!" An Qingyu curled up even further in his wheelchair. As he struggled, he lost his balance and was about to fall from it when Lin Qiye swiftly caught him. "Qingyu, are you alright?"
"Qiye..." An Qingyu's features twisted in agony as he gripped Lin Qiye's wrist tightly. His bloodshot eyes met Lin Qiye's, and his lips trembled as he spoke. "The one they're looking for... should be me..."
Lin Qiye looked at him, his expression gradually turning complicated as his hands involuntarily clenched into fists...
To be honest, before today, Lin Qiye had never connected An Qingyu to this Mi Go incident. Although An Qingyu's last headache had occurred at the same time as the Mi Go invasion, one coincidence was nowhere near enough to make him suspect his own brother. Besides, An Qingyu had nothing to do with the Cthulhu Mythos. Why would the Mi Go target him?
But today, Mortal Divine Domain had repeatedly pointed toward the direction where An Qingyu was located, forcing Lin Qiye to reconsider the matter seriously.
He and the other Night Watchmen had searched Shangjing City for so long without finding any trace of anything or anyone related to the Cthulhu Mythos. If the Mi Go's target was not the Cthulhu Mythos, but something else... then among everyone, An Qingyu was the most likely possibility.
The elderly King Mask had said that An Qingyu would become this world's nightmare in the future. When Lin Qiye had met the future An Qingyu in hell, his words had indeed seemed to carry some connection to the Cthulhu Mythos. Combined with the "coincidence" of An Qingyu's headaches and the Mi Go