At the sight of this, Lingbao Tianzun and the other two Lovecraftian Gods besieging the Heavenly Court froze in place.
At the same time, on the battlefield elsewhere, the Great Xia Gods who had been watching the Heavenly Court closely all stared in shock, their mouths hanging open...
What was going on?
Who was that crimson figure? It had actually made a Lovecraftian God kneel?
One of the Three Pillars? But Chaos was not here. Could it be the Key of Doors?
"That cloak..." Nezha narrowed his eyes at the figure standing at the very center of the lunar pattern. As if he had recalled something, his eyes suddenly widened.
"Nightfall?! He's Lin Qiye!"
Blazing azure flames burned soundlessly across the moon.
At the intersection of the two "slash marks" piercing through the ring, at the center of the mark belonging to Nightfall, a crimson cloak fluttered gently.
"Commander Zuo..."
Lin Qiye did not even glance at the kneeling Black Toad. His gaze remained fixed on the straight blade embedded in the earth far away.
Azure flames danced across the blade. The Nightfall mark beneath his feet that illuminated the depths of space existed because of that blade.
This was Zuo Qing's final call, guiding them here.
Beneath the Crimson Cloak, Lin Qiye slowly clenched his fists. His gaze swept over the Heavenly Court, on the verge of collapse in the distance, and the battlefield where the gods were besieged by the Lovecraftian Gods, before finally settling on a patch of emptiness far away.
"Psychiatric Hospital of the Gods?" A cold glint flashed through Lin Qiye's eyes. "So it was him..."
"Qiye!"
Above the Heavenly Court, Lingbao Tianzun spoke in a deep voice. "Lend me your strength!"
With one Black Toad no longer joining the siege, the pressure on the