Just as Yuan Wenling led the Spirit Medium team in a desperate battle against Yu Er, a weak voice suddenly rang out.
"I'll go with you."
Yu Er's palm, wreathed in lightning, abruptly froze.
An Qingyu turned his head to see Lin Qiye had already sheathed both long blades. He brushed the dust from his Crimson Cloak, his expression utterly calm.
"With me along, no one will stop you on the way... I'll be your hostage."
Hearing this answer, An Qingyu narrowed his eyes. He was no longer in a hurry to agree, instead turning his gaze toward Destiny Monk nearby.
Destiny Monk spoke expressionlessly:
"Lin Qiye, what foolish nonsense are you saying? You're the Commander-in-Chief of the Great Xia Night Watchmen. You absolutely cannot put yourself in danger!
"Forget a Special Squad—even if all ten million people in these three cities died, you still couldn't take that risk! Who could guarantee that, once they're out of danger, they won't be the first to kill you?"
"Of course I won't kill him." An Qingyu spoke as though it were only natural. "There is only one Primordial Spirit Embryo in the world. If I killed him, where would I find such an excellent research specimen?"
Destiny Monk glanced at him. "A petty man who betrays his race and homeland is capable of anything."
"Is that so?" An Qingyu said flatly.
"In that case, the outcome would be the same if I simply killed all you insignificant insects, then forcibly took him away as a hostage."
An Qingyu and Destiny Monk spoke in almost exactly the same tone, both delivering the cruelest words in a manner that sounded almost conversational.
Boom—!
As An Qingyu's words fell, the divine power of Yu Er and Yu Si erupted once more. A terrifying thundercloud gathered