jdhmnovel Chapter 373 The Supreme Twins (Page 12)
Chapter 373 The Supreme Twins (Page 12)
Suburbs of Lintang City.
The roar of the helicopter rotors tore through the silent night sky on the outskirts of Lintang City, and the swirling winds pressed the surrounding wild grass almost to the ground.
The cabin door slowly opened, and a tall figure stood at the edge of the door, his black trench coat fluttering in the wind.
Ye Fan leaped into the air.
His figure was like a sword drawn from its sheath, plummeting straight down from a height of twenty meters, but just before hitting the ground, a light blue halo appeared around him.
The toes lightly touched the ground, without disturbing a speck of dust, landing as lightly as a feather.
"Commander Ye still loves to show off." Baili Pangpang muttered under his breath, only to be poked in the ribs by Cao Yuan's elbow, making him wince in pain.
Lin Qiye stood ramrod straight, his gaze calmly fixed on the Night Watch Commander-in-Chief who was walking toward them.
Ye Fan's steps were steady and powerful, his black military boots making a crisp sound on the gravel road.
Under the moonlight, his angular face appeared particularly stern, and the thin scar below his left eye gleamed with a faint silver light.
"Lin Qiye." Ye Fan stopped three meters away from the team, his voice deep and magnetic, "You don't need to get involved in the matter of Feng Shenxiu. Let Zhou Ping handle it."
Lin Qiye frowned slightly, but quickly relaxed.
He understood Ye Fan's intention—the Wind God Cultivator was an existence like the Nine Pillar Gods, which they were not capable of dealing with at their current level, except for Zhang Yun, of course.
"Understood," Lin Qiye replied briefly.
Ye Fan's gaze swept over each member of the team, lingering on Zhang Yun in black for an extra second.
"And you..." Ye Fan withdrew his gaze, "continue to challenge the remaining 007 and 006 squads. As long as you win, I will reinstate your status as the fifth special reserve squad."
Jialan blinked her large amber eyes, a strand of hair slipping out from under her hat brim and swaying gently in the night breeze.
"What are your requirements?" she asked, tilting her head, her voice clear and melodious.
Lin Qiye turned his head to look at this newcomer, the moonlight casting tiny specks of light into his deep eyes.
"It's all about the ocean realm."
The captain is at least at the peak of the Sea Realm.
The team should consist of 6-9 people.
There is also at least one mysterious kill of 'Boundless' or higher.
He also received the 'Starry Sky' collective merit once. He repeated the conditions that Ye Fan had proposed word for word.
Garan nodded thoughtfully, her slender fingers unconsciously twirling the ends of her hair. "So, what else are we still not satisfied with?"
The air suddenly became quiet for a moment.
Lin Qiye's Adam's apple bobbed, and a hint of unease flashed across his face.
"It seems only that captain has reached the peak of the Sea Realm," he said, his voice lowering slightly. "Sorry, I dragged the team down."
Under the moonlight, his shadow was stretched long, yet appeared somewhat thin.
As the captain, he understood the importance of strength better than anyone else, and he longed to lead the team to greater heights more than anyone else.
But the reality is that he has indeed fallen behind for the time being.
“Captain…” Jialan gently tugged at Lin Qiye’s sleeve, “You will break through soon, I believe in you.”
Lin Qiye turned to look at her, a faint smile playing on his lips. "Thank you." Those two simple words contained so much unspoken emotion.
Baili Pangpang leaned over, winking and saying, "Brother Qiye, want me to secretly give you some 'supplements'? I still have a few bottles in my warehouse—"
"Shut up!" Cao Yuan shoved a hand over his mouth. "Eating too much of that stuff will make you explode and die!"
Baili Pangpang scratched his head, a confused expression on his round face. "Isn't the kill of [Wuliang] still not complete?"
Cao Yuan rolled his eyes and slapped Baili Pangpang on the back of the head. "Zhang Yun has already slain a god, are you satisfied yet?"
Upon hearing this, Ye Fan's lips twitched involuntarily.
He looked at the silent black-clad youth again, and the scene from the intelligence department flashed through his mind—Zhang Yun stood alone on the ruins, his black spear dripping with divine blood, behind him were the shattered remains of a god, and even the underworld had been swallowed up.
"Zhang Yun is a monster!" Ye Fan exclaimed softly, his voice a mixture of amazement and a hint of barely perceptible complexity.
The night wind suddenly turned fierce, swirling up the withered leaves on the ground.
Lin Qiye took a deep breath and looked up to look directly into Ye Fan's eyes.
“We will fulfill the remaining conditions.” His voice wasn’t loud, but it was as firm as a vow. “Squads 007 and 006, we will win.”
The night wind howled as it swept across the wilderness, whipping up fine sand that lashed against everyone's faces.
Ye Fan stared into Lin Qiye's eyes. In those dark eyes, he saw not only fighting spirit, but also a familiar, almost stubborn determination.
Moonlight filtered through Lin Qiye's thick eyelashes, casting dappled shadows in his eyes, but it couldn't conceal the inextinguishable flame within them.
Ye Fan's thoughts suddenly drifted back to twenty years ago.
He stood before the old commander in the same way then, his eyes shining with the same light.
He remembered that the moonlight was just like that day, and the old commander's words when he handed him the responsibility of the Night Watch: "Remember, some truths are better known the later they are known."
"I look forward to your performance," Ye Fan finally said, his voice so low it was almost swallowed up by the lingering roar of the helicopter.
The air currents gradually subsided, and an eerie silence descended upon the surroundings.
In the distance, an owl let out a mournful cry, then fell silent abruptly. Lin Qiye suddenly spoke, his voice exceptionally clear in the night: "Commander Ye, I have a question."
Ye Fan was about to turn around when he heard this and stopped.
His silhouette appeared exceptionally tall in the moonlight, the hem of his black trench coat swaying slightly. "Speak."
"Why is it that even these extraterrestrial gods have come to the territory of Great Xia, yet the gods of Great Xia have remained silent?"
This problem is like a boulder thrown into a calm lake.
Ye Fan's body stiffened for a moment, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze as well.
In the distance, on a treetop, an owl flapped its wings and flew away in a panic, a few feathers slowly drifting down.
Garan unconsciously held her breath. She noticed that Ye Fan's right hand, hanging by his side, was trembling slightly, a reaction she had never seen in this iron-blooded commander before.
Ye Fan slowly turned around, the moonlight casting shadows of varying depths on his resolute face.
He looked around, his gaze sweeping across every shadow like a knife, and only after confirming that there was no one else within a hundred meters did he lower his voice and say, "This is because they have something to do; they are currently reviving and rebuilding the origin of the Heavenly Court!"
"The origin of the Heavenly Court? What is that?" Jialan couldn't help but ask, his silver hair fluttering gently in the night breeze.
She didn't realize that she had subconsciously grabbed Lin Qiye's sleeve.
The night wind suddenly turned fierce, swirling the withered leaves on the ground into the air.
Lin Qiye felt a strange chill creep up his spine. It wasn't physical coldness, but an instinctive tremor when facing the unknown.
Ye Fan's gaze swept over everyone's surprised and uncertain faces, finally landing on Lin Qiye: "Apart from the Emperor of Fengdu, none of the other gods of my Great Xia can use their power, because they are repairing their divine kingdom."
Baili Pangpang gasped, his round face trembling with fat: "A divine kingdom? Like the main city in a game?"
Cao Yuan glared at him fiercely, his fists clenched. But Ye Fan continued:
"The Heavenly Court is the divine kingdom of our country's gods." His voice was deep and solemn, as if unveiling a secret sealed for a thousand years. "For example, the divine kingdom of the Egyptian gods is on the Nile River, the divine kingdom of the Mesopotamian gods is in Uruk, and the divine kingdom of the Persian gods is in the Hara Mountains..."
Heaven
As he said this, the stars in the night sky seemed to dim slightly.
From the distant mountains came a long, drawn-out wolf howl, as if responding to this ancient secret.
Lin Qiye's pupils contracted slightly.
He suddenly remembered the ancient boundary markers standing at the edge of the mist, inscribed with indistinct runes; it turned out they were...
"A hundred years ago..." Ye Fan's voice grew even heavier, each word seeming to be squeezed out from the depths of his chest.
"The gods of our Great Xia, in order to keep the fog outside Great Xia and protect the living beings of this region, transformed their physical bodies into the boundary markers. Their souls returned to the cycle of reincarnation, and the Heavenly Court collapsed as a result."
A sudden gust of wind swept in, causing everyone's robes to flutter loudly.
In the sky, a dark cloud slowly obscured the moon, plunging the earth into deeper darkness.
“Without the source of divine power,” Ye Fan continued, each word like a heavy hammer blow to everyone’s hearts, “their strength cannot be fully restored, much less recovered, so the divine kingdom must be repaired.”
Lin Qiye felt a tightness in his throat.
He recalled the records he had read in ancient books about how the gods protected this land and how they fought against evil gods from beyond the realm... It turned out that the truth was far more cruel than the records described.
“And when it comes to repairing the divine kingdom,” Ye Fan’s voice was almost squeezed out from between his teeth, “these gods cannot use their own power.”
These words were like a bucket of ice water poured over everyone's head.
Unconsciously, Jialan gripped Lin Qiye's sleeve tightly, her nails almost digging into his flesh.
For the first time, Baili Pangpang's round face lost its smile, and large beads of sweat rolled down his temples. Cao Yuan's fists clenched so tightly they cracked, his knuckles turning white.
“So during this time…” Lin Qiye’s voice was dry, as if he hadn’t drunk water in a long time, “we can only rely on humanity to solve the crisis.”
Ye Fan nodded heavily, and moonlight shone through the clouds again, illuminating his tired face: "This timeframe starts from the revival of the Great Xia gods, which takes more than two years. A year and a half has already passed, and there are still six crucial months left."
He paused, his gaze sweeping over everyone like a knife: "And this matter is a top secret of our Great Xia."
The sound of a branch snapping came from afar, but no one turned around to look.
Everyone's attention was focused on what Ye Fan would say next.
"And this time, the Ancient God Church used the Underworld Altar to summon the gods," Ye Fan's voice was as cold as ice, "that was a test of the Great Xia gods."
Everyone was deeply shocked upon hearing this.
Lin Qiye felt a wave of dizziness, as if the ground beneath his feet was shaking.
It turns out that their long-standing battles concealed such an astonishing truth.
The fate of the Great Xia Dynasty, and the very survival of humanity, rested entirely on the shoulders of this short span of six months...
Everyone's expression turned solemn, as if a huge rock was pressing on their hearts.
Baili Pangpang's lips trembled, as if he wanted to say something but swallowed it back.
A complex light flickered in Cao Yuan's eyes, a mixture of anger and resolve.
Garan was completely stunned, her pretty face beneath her silver hair as pale as paper.
Only Zhang Yun, dressed in black, remained all smiles, even leisurely whistling.
The cheerful tune was completely out of place with the somber atmosphere.
After all, he was just an avatar of Zhang Yun's main body. If the sky were to fall, the main body would be there to support him. What did he have to worry about?
If Zhang Yun himself knew that the black-clad Zhang Yun was acting so sloppily, he would probably be so angry that he would come and kill him.
If the red-clad Zhang Yun clone, who was currently fighting a bloody battle deep within the mist, diligently slaying the mysterious and extracting the laws, knew of the black-clad Zhang Yun's behavior, he would probably be so angry that he would self-destruct on the spot.