PFC Chapter 247 The Afterglow of Miracle
Chapter 247 The Afterglow of Miracle
The long knife in Lin Qiye's hand was like a ray of cold light, stabbing into Loki's heart accurately and quickly.
Wherever the blade passed, a string of blood flowers was brought up, but the blood was instantly burned by the power of the Seraph and turned into nothingness.
The divine power was like a raging fire, instantly burning Loki's blood clean, leaving no trace of residue, only a burnt smell filling the air.
Loki's eyes were filled with malice.
His body began to gradually collapse under the erosion of the Seraph's divine power, but he still spoke unwillingly, his voice tinged with hoarseness and anger:
"Mortal ants! I'll be back!!!"
His voice echoed in the air, like a curse, or like a declaration of unwillingness.
His eyes flashed with hatred towards Lin Qiye.
Then, Loki's body began to quickly turn to ash, his limbs becoming blurred first, then his torso, and finally his head.
His body slowly dissipated in the air, turning into wisps of gray dust and drifting away with the wind.
It was as if his presence had never appeared, leaving only the resentful eyes that seemed to still linger in the air.
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far away.
Leng Xuan's eyes were fixed on Loki's body. He saw that the once powerful body gradually became blurred in the dazzling golden light, and finally turned into wisps of ashes and drifted away with the wind.
A complex light flashed in his eyes, showing both relief at the enemy's fall and emotion about the battle.
He involuntarily turned his head to look at Si Xiaonan, with a hint of uncertainty in his voice.
"Loki is dead!"
Si Xiaonan heard this and shook her head slightly, her eyes revealing a hint of depth.
"It's not that easy. Loki is the god of trickery! His greatest strength is his ability to save his life!"
Si Xiaonan was well aware of Loki's cunning and strength. Even though the scene before her seemed to be the end of Loki, she knew that this might just be part of Loki's trick.
Leng Xuan's expression instantly turned stern, his brows furrowed, and his eyes flashed with thought.
He realized that this battle might be far from over and that the threat of Loki still existed.
He asked in a deep voice:
"Then what do we do now?"
Si Xiaonan did not hesitate at all, a look of determination flashed in her eyes.
"Come on, follow me back to Asgard! Loki's real body is there! The next part of the plan will begin there!"
The two figures lengthened in the afterglow of the setting sun.
......
Lin Qiye watched Loki turn into ashes, his face without the slightest fluctuation. He simply spoke lightly, his voice carrying a hint of disdain and determination:
"I'll wait for you to come and send me off!"
At this moment, Lin Qiye realized that Loki was still not dead. After all, he was the god of trickery, so it would not be so easy for him to come and die.
Then Lin Qiye slowly raised his golden eyes and looked at the resurrected figure of Cangnan, and saw the figures of his aunt and Yang Jin in the crowd!
Lin Qiye looked at the reunion scene from afar, tears gradually welling up in his eyes. Those crystal tears rolled around in his eye sockets but never fell.
His voice was choked with sobs.
"Aunt! A Jin! Fortunately, you are all okay now!" These words seemed to be squeezed out from the deepest part of his heart, full of concern and worry for his relatives.
Lin Qiye couldn't imagine what it would be like if his aunt and Yang Jin really disappeared or died.
A series of terrible images emerged in his mind, which made him feel palpitations.
He felt as if his heart was being tightly gripped by an invisible hand, and breathing became difficult.
He knew he couldn't bear that kind of pain, and he felt like he would go crazy if that were the case!
"Thank you Zhang Yun!!!" Lin Qiye muttered silently in his heart, his heart full of gratitude.
He knew that the appearance of the Zhulong figure was related to Zhang Yun!
At this moment, Lin Qiye felt as if he had gone through a long and difficult journey, and his body and mind were exhausted to the extreme.
There was a hint of fatigue in his eyes, but also mixed with determination.
Carrying the powerful divine power and Merlin's soul, this heavy burden has made him feel like his soul is about to fly away.
His body seemed to be squeezed to the limit, every inch of his muscles was trembling, and every breath was like a race with death.
He could only leave a "miracle" in his body. That was his last hope and his only sustenance.
He gave everything to this "miracle" and left it to fate to decide what would happen.
His heart was filled with helplessness, but there was also a glimmer of hope, hoping that this "miracle" could bring him a glimmer of hope.
Now, the little divine power left in his body was like a dying oil lamp, its faint light flickering in the darkness and could disappear at any moment.
This divine power was constantly dissipating, as if reminding him that time was running out and his life was slipping away bit by bit.
Lin Qiye's gaze slowly swept across every corner of Cangnan, and finally stopped at a familiar place.
There were several familiar figures there.
Open a space door casually.
Lin Qiye took a light step, as if crossing the boundaries of space. His figure twisted slightly in the air like a phantom, and instantly appeared beside the members of Cangnan Team 136.
His movements were as light as a breeze.
It was as fast as lightning, making it almost impossible to detect his movement trajectory, as if he was not hindered at all and just teleported from one space to another.
He looked at Chen Muye, his eyes flashing with sincere joy, a happiness that came from the heart, and he felt extremely relieved for the reunion with his comrade.
"Captain! Congratulations on your resurrection!" There was a tremor in Lin Qiye's voice. It was an emotion for the miracle of life and a deep blessing to Chen Muye.
When Chen Muye heard Lin Qiye's words, a warm smile appeared on his face. His eyes were full of emotion and awe for life.
"I didn't expect such a miracle to happen!" There was a hint of surprise and disbelief in his voice.
"I didn't expect a miracle to happen to me again!!!" Chen Muye's words revealed his emotion about fate.
"Hahaha! I can only say that Captain, you are not destined to die!" Lin Qiye smiled. There was a hint of ridicule and determination in his smile.
Then, he turned his gaze to Wu Xiangnan, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.
He unfolded his mortal divine realm, and a powerful force surged out of his body, forming a protective shield that enveloped him and Wu Xiangnan.
The last of the divine power in Lin Qiye's body flowed into Wu Xiangnan's hands like thin streams, carrying the power of "miracle".
Under the influence of this divine power, the two indelible scars on Wu Xiangnan's hands disappeared without a trace in an instant, and his hands became smooth and intact again.
Wu Xiangnan's eyes suddenly became complicated and he was about to express his gratitude.
However, at this moment, Lin Qiye's body could no longer support him. He slowly fell to the ground and fainted.
"Nanaye!!!"
Chen Muye, Hongying, Wen Qimo and others cried out in surprise and rushed over.