I studied beheading in a mental institution

fog.

The waves swept across the long and narrow valley, making a loud noise like thunder. In the gray world, two figures walked out slowly.

"This is the position you chose?" Under the black hood, An Qingyu's cheeks were slightly raised, without the elegant black frame, her demeanor was a bit stern.

"No way, the hell that Nicholas arranged was destroyed, we can only open up a new space." [Chaos] shrugged, a look of helplessness appeared on his dark face.

[Chaos] Raise your palm to face the center of the canyon, and gently shake it.

The invisible air waves were squeezed and scattered, and the churning waves in the canyon stopped suddenly. The next moment, the entire windy sea area became quiet, like a dark green mirror, reflecting the ruggedness of the canyons on both sides.

As [Chaos] fell on the surface of the sea, a ripple gently swayed and turned into a vortex that shattered the mirror surface, extending to the deep seabed, with no end in sight.

Holding the remnant of the [Black Goat], he leaped lightly and disappeared into the vortex. An Qingyu's gray eyes narrowed slightly, and he also walked into the vortex.

The vortex of the deep sea passed around the Anqing fish, and after a while, their figures flew out from another upside-down sea surface strangely.

The fog, the sea surface, the canyon, everything is the same as the real sea surface, the only difference is that there is no sun and moon in this world, and the chaotic sky presses on the sea and the mountain gorge, giving people a dull oppressive feeling.

"You created a mirror world?" The gray in the depths of An Qingyu's eyes flashed, and he analyzed the world in an instant.

"Of course." [Chaos] chuckled, "[Black Goat] is half breathed, and before [Key of the Door] recovers, you won't be able to play much role other than offering sacrifices to the Gate of Truth, and I haven't It would be a troublesome thing to recover to peak strength if they join forces to encircle and suppress them.

Although this place is not as good as the real kingdom of God, it is extremely difficult to be discovered, and it can be used for us to slowly recuperate. "

An Qingyu nodded, glanced across the two towering and opposing black straits in front of him, and walked towards one of them alone.

"Well water does not violate river water, this half is mine."

[Chaos] Seeing this, he frowned, "Wait."

An Qingyu stopped, frowned and looked back.

"Of course you want the half, no problem, but you'd better give me a letter of approval, [Key to the Door], when will it recover?"

"The restoration of the door of truth is not enough, and it will take some time."

"A period of time, how long?"

"Probably, four or five years."

"Are you kidding me?" [Chaos] squinted his eyes, and a gloomy expression appeared on his dark face.

An Qingyu looked at him for a long time, then spoke slowly:

"Do you think I'm joking?"

After the words fell, the atmosphere in the strait froze instantly.

"What about those Migos? Aren't they able to sacrifice their lives to speed up the recovery of [Key of the Door]?" After some time, [Chaos] opened his mouth.

"Do you think the number of Migos is endless?" An Qingyu asked back, "They are my faithful believers. In order to speed up the awakening of the [Key of the Door], they have been sacrificed to the point of near extinction. The remaining ones will be added up. , can't advance much.

If you think I'm lying to you, you can kill me directly and see if there is any possibility of [Key of the Door] recovering? "

An Qingyu's words became more bitter, and a cold wind blew across the canyon, making the black robe rattle.

[Chaos] frowned tightly, and squinted at An Qingyu, as if wanting to directly understand his thoughts, but under the gaze of those gray eyes, it didn't work at all.

After a long time, He spoke slowly: "Four years, within four years, I must see [Key of the Door] recover..."

An Qingyu didn't answer. He put his hands in his black robe, turned around and disappeared into the strait on one side. The rolling gray fog enveloped the half of the strait like a tornado, like an impenetrable wall.

[Chaos] looked back, and also returned to his strait, sitting cross-legged on a boulder with his palms spread out, and a miniature model of a hospital appeared in his palm.

"The next step is to completely control you..."

……

The mental hospital of the gods.

dungeon.

The originally empty cell was now filled with blue figures, A'Zhu curled up on the wet ground, his face was pale, as if he was asleep.

In the cell opposite him, a figure covered in blood was leaning against the edge of the wall, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

"Boss, Boss..."

A voice came from next door.

The bloody figure suddenly opened his eyes, turned his head and made a silent gesture to the cell next door, "Hush your voice! That guy can hear you!"

The voice from the next door disappeared immediately, and a moment later, a palm stuck out from the fence, dipped in some water, and began to write and draw on the ground:

——Boss, Ah Zhu is going to starve to death.

Seeing this line of writing, Li Yifei's blood-stained face trembled slightly, and after sighing, he stretched out his hand and wrote:

——Our souls have been signed to Qiye, and with the shelter of this hospital, we can be resurrected even if we die... At most, we will suffer some pain.

As written on the panel, "As a mythical creature killed by your own hands, you have the right to decide the fate of its soul." It was Lin Qiye who killed them, and it was Lin Qiye who hired them as nurses. Even if [Chaos] now Even if they control part of the hospital, they can't decide their life or death, so they can only be locked in the dungeon.

—Sir, when does this day end?

Seeing this line of words, Li Yifei shook his head and continued to write:

--do not know.

——If He takes full control of the hospital, will we all be wiped out?

--……have no idea.

——Will the dean come to save us?

Li Yifei didn't answer. In his mind, the scene of Lin Qiye's soul being knocked out of his body by [Chaos]... According to the situation at that time, it's hard to say whether Lin Qiye was still alive.

Who would have thought that Yelande, who seemed the most amiable, was actually transformed by [Chaos]?

Could it be that they can do nothing but wait here to die?

Li Yifei clenched his fists tightly, unwillingness and anger filled his heart, he raised his bloody hand, and slammed it heavily on the fence, but remained motionless.

I don't know how long it took, in the darkness, Li Yifei sighed bitterly...

Hunger and pain gradually occupied his mind, his consciousness gradually blurred, and he knew that he was not far away from this time of death.

In a trance, he seemed to have a dream. He saw a young man in Confucian clothing of the Han Dynasty walking towards him slowly...

The young man squatted down in front of him, patted his shoulder lightly, and said with a smile:

"It's time to respond to the [Covenant]... Li Yifei, don't forget the mission entrusted to you by that adult."

At the moment when Li Yifei's eyes were about to close, he saw a shadow slipping from the palm of the young man into his hand...

It was a white pawn.