Half an hour later.

Desert, no man's land.

On a sand dune hundreds of miles away from Jianlu, a figure sat cross-legged in the wind, a muddy cassock fluttering in the sand.

He lowered his head and closed his eyes, as if he was asleep.

Boom——!!!

A crimson figure fell from the sky like a shooting star, causing the yellow sand in the sky to fly up.

The next moment, a flash of sword light penetrated the void, breaking through the dust with murderous intent, and slashed straight towards the fateful monk's eyebrows!

But the fateful monk just sat there silently, his eyes closed tightly, as if he didn't hear all this.

The tip of the knife suddenly stopped in front of his eyebrows. The sharp knife cut his skin, and a trace of bright red seeped out, flowing down the bridge of his nose and dripping on the desert.

"Do you think that if you put on such a posture of letting others take advantage of you now, I will be soft-hearted?"

Lin Qiye held the handle of the [Divine Disaster] knife in his hand and spoke coldly.

"Then what should I do?" Fate Monk said slowly, "Resist? I can't beat you... Since I can't win and I can't escape, why should I resist?"

"Is this why you came to this desert?"

"Here, no matter how much noise we make, it will not affect the outside world and will not be seen...right?" The fateful monk opened his eyes and looked into Lin Qiye's eyes.

"The game of chess has not been played yet, and the two chess players among us started fighting among ourselves. If the enemy sees it, they will only think that we are ridiculous and stupid."

Lin Qiye's eyes narrowed slightly, and a wisp of killing intent drifted away from the blade...

"Perhaps, we only need one chess player."

"Maybe." The fateful monk's expression was extremely calm, "Kill me here and get back the [decided fruit]. When our thousands of years of cause and effect merge into one, the law of cause and effect will also be born.

By then, you will become the most powerful god of cause and effect in the world, and you are only half a step away from breaking through to the highest level... But what happens after that?

Is what Daxia lacks on this chessboard really a God of Cause and Effect?"

"Daxia does not lack a god of cause and effect, but it also does not need an executioner who regards human life as nothing... Do you know how many people died innocently and tragically because of a lie of yours?"

"Two thousand one hundred and sixty-two people...including Xia Simeng, that's two thousand one hundred and sixty-three." The fateful monk said calmly, "But if it weren't for that lie, you would have attacked Olin in advance with all your combat power.

Pisi, even if you can rescue them all, but Zhou Ping has not yet come out of seclusion at that time, what should you do if you encounter the God of Resistance later?"

"I've made preparations in advance! Even if the teacher doesn't take action, we can escape!"

"Are you talking about those forbidden spells? Do you think you can stop so many restraining gods with those things?" Monk Fate raised his voice and said coldly, "With those forbidden spells alone, even if you can stop the restraining gods from

Escape from the encirclement and suppression! You will also lose at least two human ceilings!

The lives of more than two thousand ordinary people, plus one Xia Simeng, their combined importance on this chessboard is far less than the ceiling of two human beings!!"

Hearing the last sentence, Lin Qiye's eyes suddenly shrank. He suddenly thrust [God's Disaster] into the sand beside him, and punched the fateful monk hard in the face!

Boom——!!!

Blood spurted out, and the fateful monk flew hundreds of meters backwards like a sandbag!

Before the fateful monk could land, a dark red shadow quickly flew in front of him, and its strong palms grabbed his collar, holding him suspended in the air.

Lin Qiye glared into the eyes of the fateful monk and said angrily:

"Let me ask you...who am I?"

The corners of Monk Fate's mouth were already full of blood. He looked at Lin Qiye without saying a word.

"I am the night watchman!!" Lin Qiye put his eyes in front of the fateful monk,

"When... did the Night's Watch need to use ordinary people's lives as bargaining chips?

Yes, we want to win this game of chess!

But if we fight to protect the future of mankind while sacrificing the lives of ordinary people as a means to achieve final victory...then what is the meaning of our game of chess?"

"In war, there are always sacrifices... right?" Monk Fate said slowly, "I already said the same truth four years ago, and I will not repeat it again."

Lin Qiye's mind flashed back to the two girls who walked side by side into the sea of ​​​​fire. He was already full of anger and was ignited again!

"I ask you again... human life or chess pieces... which one is more important?!" Lin Qiye gritted his teeth and roared in a low voice.

"Chess piece." Monk Fate did not hesitate.

boom--!!

Lin Qiye punched out again, and the power penetrated the body of the fateful monk, blasting a terrifying deep pit into the desert below.

The fateful monk spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face extremely pale...

"Which is more important, human life or chess pieces?!"

"piece."

boom--!!

"Which is more important?!!"

"piece."

boom--!!

Lin Qiye struck down one punch after another, and the ground roared,

The yellow sand danced wildly in the wind. In the center of this terrifying sandpit, the fateful monk had completely transformed into a bloody man.

Lin Qiye looked at the dying Monk Fate beneath him, his chest heaving violently. His current strength was no joke. After these few punches, even the Fate Monk who was at the ceiling level of mankind was already so angry that he was on the verge of death.

"Cough... cough cough cough..." The red blood soaked the sand. The fateful monk opened his mouth and coughed out several mouthfuls of blood clots. His hoarse voice kept mumbling, "chess piece... chess piece... chess piece... chess piece..."

Lin Qiye's blood-red fists trembled slightly. He looked at the fateful monk under him. After a long time, he still didn't land the last punch.

He took a deep breath, stood up from the fateful monk, and spoke in a deep voice:

"From now on...you will stay in your temple. Without my order, you cannot take a step forward."

After the words fell, Lin Qiye turned and left.

"Because..." a hoarse voice came from the blood pit, "Go to see...Zhou Ping..."

Lin Qiye looked back at him, with unbearable and helpless expression in his eyes. He shook his head and walked towards Jianlu.

He took out his satellite phone and dialed a number:

"Hello? Jun Liang?"

"..."

"Yes, I will send you a location later and ask the medical team to come over... Well, after he is rescued, he will be sent back to the temple in Kunlun Mountain."

"..."

"Send two people to guard the mountain. Don't let him run around. Do you understand?"

"..."
Chapter completed!