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The cold, hard metal walls gleamed eerily in the light, creating a stark and strange contrast with the warm and inviting garden scenery around them.

"My dream has never changed in the past ten years... Why is it different today?" Lin Qiye bit his lower lip, his heart racing.

A gentle breeze blew by, bringing an unfamiliar sensation that made his hair stand on end. It seemed that something he had never encountered before was lurking within this dream.

Lin Qiye stood a little distance away, gazing at all of this.

Shock overwhelmed him like a tidal wave.

For ten years, day after day, he has come here in his dreams, trying to knock on that tightly closed door, but he has never seen such a bizarre sight.

This prison-like building seemed to appear out of nowhere.

Lin Qiye took a deep breath, suppressing his shock, and tried to approach the prison-like building.

He wanted to see clearly what was inside.

However, with each step he took, he felt an unusual heaviness and difficulty.

The air seemed to solidify into a gel, and an invisible force pressed in from all directions, preventing him from moving forward.

The ground seemed to tremble slightly, resisting his footsteps.

"Is this a way of rejecting me?" Lin Qiye narrowed his eyes.

He struggled to move forward, his legs feeling like lead, every inch of progress requiring a tremendous effort. Sweat streamed down his face, soaking his collar.

Just as Lin Qiye gritted his teeth, preparing to forcefully break through that invisible resistance regardless of everything.

A sudden, violent spinning sensation swept over me.

He felt the entire dream world shaking violently, and the scene before him began to distort, peel away, and collapse.

He was forced to detach himself from the rapidly disintegrating dream.

"No!" Lin Qiye reached out in vain, as if trying to grasp something, but could only watch helplessly as the dream collapsed.

In the last moment before he fully regained consciousness, he glimpsed a blurry yet strangely meaningful pattern branded on the heavy prison gate.

The pattern appears to be a square!

Meanwhile, inside that enormous building that was part of Lin Qiye's spiritual world.

In the most central and expansive space of the main building, Yang Yi was sitting cross-legged, suspended in mid-air.

His eyes were slightly closed, and a faint glow surrounded him.

A strange energy, barely perceptible to the naked eye, was continuously flowing towards him from the surrounding space and being absorbed by him.

This is already his third day in this world.

Suddenly, Yang Yi opened his eyes, a slight smile playing on his lips.

He stretched, and the energy around him twisted and changed due to his movement, creating a wonderful light and shadow effect.

When Yang Yi first arrived in this world, he found himself in a mental hospital with extremely abnormal energy fluctuations.

The air was filled with a rich and complex sacred atmosphere.

After a brief investigation and information comparison, he quickly confirmed that his "information seed" had successfully landed in the "Godslayer World".

This is a special plane where gods truly exist and are intricately connected with the mortal world.

"However, most of the gods in this world seem to harbor inexplicable hostility towards humans." Yang Yi stroked his chin.

Upon arriving here, Yang Yi sensed that the mental hospital itself, along with the area it was in, was immersed in a special energy field.

This place holds the divine power accumulated over countless years, as well as the mortal realm of the god Michael.

This high-quality energy became his first pot of gold.

Through the analysis and transformation of the conversion table, this divine power and divine realm energy were quickly converted into massive amounts of EMC values, as well as a portion of otherworldly energy values.

Having easily obtained his initial "first pot of gold," Yang Yi then dispatched two energy clones.

They burrow deep into the earth's strata, heading towards the core, to begin collecting EMC values, providing a continuous supply of EMC values ​​for their host.

Yang Yi himself chose to remain in this magical mental hospital rich in energy.

With nothing else to do, Yang Yi began to renovate the desolate environment surrounding the mental hospital.

After the process, the area, which had previously exuded an eerie and desolate atmosphere, was completely transformed, filled with tranquility and peace.

Of all the renovation projects, the most unique was the massive prison that Yang Yi personally built next to the mental hospital.

"Maybe one day we'll catch a lone little god and put it in for some research," Yang Yi chuckled softly, taking a sip of his coffee. "After all, I'm quite interested in the 'gods' of this world."

After doing all this, Yang Yi once again entered a calm state of energy absorption and waiting.

He was waiting for the official start of this world's "story" and for those interesting "characters" to appear.

On the other side, Lin Qiye suddenly sat up in bed, panting heavily in the real world.

Cold sweat had already soaked through his clothes, clinging to his skin and bringing a chill.

"This isn't an ordinary dream." Lin Qiye clenched his fist, his knuckles turning white. "It's definitely not."

Lin Qiye got up, groped his way to the window, pushed it open, and let the cool night breeze dispel the heat from his body.

"Was that moment ten years ago really an illusion? Did I really make eye contact with an angel?" he murmured, his fingers tapping unconsciously on the window frame.

Why does the mental hospital in my dream look so different now? And what is that prison-like building?

However, at this moment, a flame was ignited in his heart—hope.

The intense sense of oppression in the dream did not seem like an illusion.

All of this felt so real, so real, that he began to doubt whether it was more than just a figment of his imagination.

Lin Qiye turned to face his small room, closed his eyes, and sketched the outline of the entire space in his mind. He reached out his hand, as if to grasp something.

Perhaps this time, he really has a chance to find the answer that has troubled him for ten years and completely changed his fate.

What secrets were hidden in that moment when the eyes met those of the Seraph?

Chapter 226 Two Gods Soaring Through the Sky

Lin Qiye's high school life begins, and the first day goes surprisingly smoothly.

The moment he stepped onto campus, he was prepared to face all sorts of difficulties. After all, for someone as isolated from the world as himself, the entirely new environment should have been a huge challenge. However, the reality was quite different.

The unfamiliar environment did not make him feel uncomfortable; on the contrary, thanks to the kindness and care of his classmates, he experienced a different kind of warmth for the first time.

"Lin, your seat is over here." The homeroom teacher specially arranged for him to sit in the aisle so that his classmates could take care of him.

During breaks, classmates would often take him to the restroom or the cafeteria. At lunchtime, Jiang Qian, the girl sitting next to him, would thoughtfully help him get his food.

His teachers also gave him extra attention, and these small gestures stirred a feeling of unprecedented emotion in Lin Qiye's heart.

After evening self-study, the students spontaneously organized to take Lin Qiye home. This enthusiasm left him somewhat bewildered.

As night deepened, the group gradually shrank as more and more classmates arrived home and left. After passing through the bustling commercial district, by the time they approached the old town, only Lin Qiye, Jiang Qian, Li Yifei, Liu Yuan, and Wang Shao remained.

On the old streets, the streetlights cast dim, yellowish light and dappled shadows.

“Look, that alley is so dark.” Li Yifei suddenly lowered his voice and pointed to a narrow, dark alley.

He said mysteriously, "I heard that a psychopathic killer has recently appeared around here, specializing in peeling people's faces off. Three people have already been murdered, and the police have not yet caught the killer."

"That alley is perfect for a serial killer to stake out."

The moment the words left his mouth, the atmosphere froze.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Jiang Qian scolded, but her voice was trembling noticeably.

Liu Yuan looked around nervously: "Really? I've never heard of this?"

“Absolutely true!” Li Yifei said confidently, “Last week someone found a skinless corpse in this alley.”

Lin Qiye frowned. Although his perception wasn't very far, he vaguely sensed something unusual deep within the alleyway. A chilling aura, not belonging to humans, was slowly seeping out from the depths.

"Let's take a detour," Lin Qiye suggested tactfully. "There might be danger there."

Before he could finish speaking, Wang Shao scoffed, "Danger? Are there really ghosts? This is the 21st century, don't be scared by these rumors. You guys are really cowards."

Lin Qiye did not refute, but simply gripped his white cane tightly.

"I'm here to prove it's safe." Wang Shao waved his hand dismissively and strode into the dark alley.

The crowd stood at the alley entrance, waiting anxiously.

Within seconds, a shrill scream came from the depths of the alley. Although the sound was distorted, it was clearly made by Wang Shao.

It seemed that some kind of inhuman roar was mixed in with it.

Jiang Qian screamed in fright, and the others turned pale as well.

Lin Qiye's heart tightened. He sensed that the darkness in the alleyway seemed to have become even thicker, as if it were something terrifying.

Even more chilling was the rustling, gnawing sound coming from deeper inside.

The sound was moist and sticky, as if something was tearing at flesh.

Instinctively, Lin Qiye took two steps back.

Li Yifei and Liu Yuan suddenly screamed and ran back. In the chaos, Liu Yuan bumped into Lin Qiye and knocked him down.

"I'm sorry!" Liu Yuan said, then ran away without looking back.

Lin Qiye struggled to get up, but suddenly sensed a terrifying presence.

Deep within the alley, a monster with a twisted, grotesque face lunged at Jiang Qian, who was still standing there in a daze, at astonishing speed. The monster was entirely black, but its face was ashen white, and its expression was contorted into a savage grin.

"Jiang Qian, run!" Lin Qiye shouted.

He was about to step forward and grab Jiang Qian when he sensed another ghostly monster behind him blocking his way.

The two monsters worked in perfect harmony and had completely surrounded them.

"What is this thing?" Jiang Qian was so frightened that she trembled all over and could barely stand.

Lin Qiye did not answer. He could sense that those monsters were neither human nor animal, but some kind of supernatural being. They exuded a suffocating aura of evil.

Lin Qiye was instantly filled with despair. He had never felt such fear before, not even during the darkest days in the mental hospital.

The shadow of death had loomed over him, but his survival instinct made him decide to fight back before he died.