Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Chapter 1178 The Lies of the Soul, the Cracks in the Truth

The loud noise made the pebbles beneath our feet bounce.

Lin Qiye reacted extremely quickly; almost the instant the sound came, he stomped his foot hard on the ground.

hum-

A pale golden ripple emanated from him and instantly exploded outwards.

The force field of the "miracle" domain was like an overturned bowl, forcefully pushing back the oncoming wave of air.

The air was filled with the smell of burning and the acrid odor of dust.

"Old Lin, hold back a bit."

Wu Hen squinted, blinded by the golden light, and reached up to brush the dust off his collar.

The cigarette in his mouth was almost blown away by the blast of air.

"With this noise, anyone who didn't know better would think they were conducting a nuclear test inside."

"Are those two old women having surgery or are they involved in a demolition project?"

Lin Qiye ignored Wu Hen's teasing, his eyes, which seemed to hold the starlight of the night, fixed on the cave entrance blocked by falling rocks.

He maintained his output in the area, a fine layer of sweat beading on his forehead.

This is not just a problem of high consumption, but also an intuitive unease.

"This isn't a clash of divine powers." Lin Qiye's voice was tense.

"This is the sound of some kind of rule breaking down."

He turned to look at Skuld, who hadn't said a word.

The little girl stopped jumping around.

She stood beside a protruding rock, her once innocent and carefree eyes now dull as two pieces of worn glass.

She gripped the hem of her skirt tightly, her knuckles turning white.

"Hey, little girl."

Wu Hen sensed something was wrong, took a few steps to stand in front of her, and his tone was no longer as casual as before.

"What's going on inside? What was that noise just now?"

Skuld lowered her head, her toes unconsciously grinding against a withered blade of grass on the ground.

"Speak." Lin Qiye withdrew some of his domain's oppressive aura, but his tone remained stern.

"If Bragi dies in there, Asgard can expect to cut the ribbon for Ragnarok ahead of schedule."

Skuld's body trembled.

She looked up, and her young face held a sorrow that was completely out of character for her age.

"It's no use..." she whispered, barely audible.

"What's useless?" Wu Hen frowned.

"Are you saying the surgery is useless, or that Bragi is beyond saving?"

Skuld took a deep breath, as if making a tremendous decision, and uttered the words, her voice trembling, that were enough to overturn everything:

"The separation ritual... was a lie from the very beginning."

Lin Qiye's pupils suddenly contracted. "What did you say?"

"Eden's soul..."

Skuld pointed to the sealed-off hole, her eyes instantly welling up with tears.

"It was never inside Uncle Bragi's body."

"there has never been."

The air solidified instantly.

Wu Hen's roguish expression froze. He subconsciously took the cigarette out of his mouth and held it between his fingers, but forgot to put it out.

"Wait, let me sort this out." Wu Hen pointed to the cave entrance, his tone carrying a hint of absurd disbelief.

"You mean, those two old women, and that Dr. Yeland, were all lying to Bragi?"

"He told him his wife was inside him, and that he had to cut himself open to rescue her, but... it was empty?"

"Mmm." Skuld's tears fell in a steady stream.

"What are they doing in there now?" Lin Qiye's voice was as cold as an ice cellar.

"If they have no souls, what are they separating from?"

"They're acting."

Skuld sobbed, her voice broken and intermittent.

“If we didn’t do this, Uncle Bragi would have gone mad long ago.”

“My sisters said we had to give him ‘hope,’ even if it meant dying on the operating table, it would be more merciful than letting him face the truth…”

"Mercy my ass!"

Lin Qiye suddenly swore, his usual composure and self-control completely vanishing at that moment.

The image of Bragi's tear-streaked face flashed through his mind.

I flashed the image of him fighting desperately for that pot of flowers, and the morbid light that rekindled in his eyes as he was dragged away.

That's like telling someone there's a net below before pushing them off a cliff, only to find out after they jump that there are only sharp knives below.

"This is murder." Wu Hen sneered, a ruthless glint in his eyes.

"To kill someone is to destroy their spirit."

"This is even more disgusting than killing him directly."

"So this so-called goddess of fate resorts to such despicable tactics?"

He turned around abruptly and looked at the dark entrance.

The laziness he once had was completely gone, replaced by a chilling sharpness.

"Old Lin, we're determined to handle this."

Lin Qiye didn't speak, but the straight sword in his hand had begun to hum, and the azure flames inside the scabbard were restless.

"The sisters... actually knew the truth all along."

Skadi watched the two men's menacing figures disappear into the distance, then closed her eyes in despair.

"They just wanted this 'twilight' to come a little later, even if it meant using lies..."

"ah----!!!"

A bloodcurdling scream suddenly rang out from the depths of the sealed cave.

The sound was unlike anything a human could make, or even something a god could produce.

It's the most primal collapse that erupts when the soul is brutally torn apart and discovers that it is embracing nothingness.

The screams stopped abruptly.

Outside the cave, there was a deathly silence.

Lin Qiye and Wu Hen exchanged a glance, and both of them saw a hint of alarm in each other's eyes.

That sound... it's not that Bragi was killed.

His heart was dead.

Rumbling--

This tremor was more intense than the previous ones.

The boulder blocking the cave entrance was now covered in spiderweb-like cracks amidst this despairing roar.

Strands of dark red aura seeped out from the cracks, a malevolent force even more murky than the abyss.