At these words, No. 22's face turned livid.
While Lin Qiye had been held back by An Qingyu, Vishnu had forcibly escaped despite Nyx's obstruction, causing no small commotion.
During that time, No. 22 had also begged Vishnu for help, but no matter how desperately he pleaded, Vishnu merely gave him a cold glance before leaving without looking back... leaving him alone, trapped in the ice like a lamb awaiting slaughter.
No. 22 took a deep breath. None of his earlier arrogance remained as he spoke in a low voice, "Lin Qiye, how about we make a deal?"
"A deal?"
"Including me, Divine Lust Heaven still has two Lord God-level beings and more than a dozen Lesser Gods. Let me go back, and I'll bring them all under Great Xia's command. What do you say?"
Lin Qiye looked at him expressionlessly, not even bothering to answer such a foolish proposal.
"If you don't believe me, you can come back with me... If you have any means of making me swear an oath or sign a contract, I'll accept them all. Really." Seeing that something was wrong with Lin Qiye's expression, No. 22 hurriedly added.
Lin Qiye remained silent.
"Right... To Great Xia, the gods of Divine Lust Heaven are all enemies. If you don't want to accept them, that's fine. I can lead the way for you!
I am the Holy Lord of Divine Lust Heaven. With a few methods, I can make them all lose their ability to resist. That way, you can kill them all without suffering any casualties and completely eliminate this future threat!" Seeing that surrender was not an option, No. 22 immediately switched sides, directly selling the lives of the dozen or so gods under his command in exchange for his own survival.
Lin Qiye's