mchenry-crisis.org Chapter 82 The script is wrong! We were supposed to fight like two tigers, so why did you eat him?
Chapter 82 The script is wrong! We were supposed to fight like two tigers, so why did you eat him?
Upon hearing the sound, Lin Fan stopped and glanced towards the entrance of the passageway.
In the darkness, two figures emerged, one after the other.
The leader was a young white man, wearing flashy beach shorts and flip-flops, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses perched on his nose, who should have looked like a cynical person.
But at this moment, the smile on his face had already frozen.
Instead, a distorted expression appeared, a mixture of extreme horror and morbid excitement.
Loki, the god of mischief.
Behind him followed Li Zhenguo, whose face was ashen.
When Li Zhenguo saw the mutilated corpses scattered all over the cave and smelled the overwhelming stench of blood, his heart stopped for a moment.
Finished!
Mr. Lin is in trouble!
His worst fears have come true!
Loki, that madman, really stirred up the Old Gods, putting Mr. Lin in a desperate situation!
Looking at the scene, the ferocity of the battle is simply unimaginable.
Li Zhenguo's legs felt like they were filled with lead; he didn't even dare to take another step forward, terrified of seeing the scene he could least accept.
However, when he steeled himself and followed Loki into the cave, and saw what was inside, he froze.
He saw Lin Fan.
Lin Fan stood there unharmed, his clothes spotless.
He saw Fang Qingxue.
She stood properly behind Lin Fan, but her expression was strange, her beautiful eyes were filled with tears, and her lips held a dreamlike smile.
He also saw the Gold Saints and Ares, the God of War.
They are all alive.
However, everyone prostrated themselves in the most devout posture, their foreheads pressed tightly against the cold ground, as if they were worshipping their gods.
The whole scene was silent, sacred, and yet eerie.
The only proof that an epic battle once took place here is the pile of corpses.
And, the god of trickery who was already terrified.
"What... what exactly is going on?"
Li Zhenguo's brain stopped functioning.
What happened to the promised battle between two tigers?
What happened to the promised cataclysmic upheaval?
Why is Mr. Lin completely unharmed, while there are so many strangely shaped pieces of his body on the ground?
And... what about Quetzalcoatl?
How come there's not even a shadow of Kukulkan, the ancient god whom Loki boasted was the supreme being of the Americas?
Just as Li Zhenguo was filled with doubt and surprise, he heard Loki's question, which was trembling and distorted.
"Feather... Feathered Serpent God... Kukulkan... just... like that... is gone?"
That's all?
Li Zhenguo followed Loki's stiff gaze, his eyes finally landing on the empty golden pool.
The pool remains the same, but the terrifying deity, as imposing as a mountain, has truly vanished.
Only a few faint golden wisps remained in the air, like fireflies on a summer night.
Li Zhenguo's heart skipped a beat.
An absurd idea, so ridiculous it made him want to laugh, uncontrollably crept out from the depths of his mind.
Is it...
That so-called ancient god was... by Mr. Lin...
He dared not think any further.
If the speculation is true, the mental shock he is experiencing today will far exceed the sum of his entire life so far.
"Oh? It's you."
Lin Fan looked at the two people who suddenly appeared, without any surprise on his face.
He had already spotted the two "flies" that had been sneaking around following him all along.
He glanced at Loki, who was completely lost in self-doubt, and a playful smile appeared on his lips.
"What's wrong?"
"How was my performance as the male lead?"
"Are you satisfied, playwright and director?"
These two seemingly casual words exploded in Loki's mind like a thunderclap!
He shuddered violently, as if struck by an invisible whip, instantly waking him from the abyss of shock!
He looked up abruptly and met Lin Fan's calm eyes.
In those eyes, there was no question, no anger, only a kind of... indifference that seemed to have seen through the entire script.
A cold current surged wildly from Loki's spine, rushing straight to the top of his head, causing his limbs to stiffen!
he knows!
He knows everything!
He knows I leaked the information!
He knew this was a trap I had set!
He knew everything from the very beginning!
But he still came!
He didn't fall into my trap; he deliberately stepped into it!
He's not here to be an actor!
He's here to cause trouble!
In an instant, all his joints were broken open, and Loki plunged into a bottomless ice cave.
His scalp tingled.
For the first time, he felt how childish and ridiculous his pride in his wisdom and cunning seemed in the face of the man before him.
He thought he was the chess player.
In the end, he wasn't even a pawn.
At best, he's just a clown providing entertainment for chess players.
"You...you..."
Loki pointed at Lin Fan, his lips trembling violently, but he couldn't utter a single complete word.
He wants to know how you did it? He wants to know where Kukulkan is? He wants to know what kind of monster you are?
But these questions stuck in his throat, and he dared not ask any of them.
He fears.
He feared he would receive an answer that would completely shatter his divine status.
"Alright, that's enough."
Lin Fan waved his hand impatiently.
"I'm still busy here."
"If you want to watch the show, find a seat in the corner and don't get in my way."
"If you don't want to watch, then get lost."
"It's annoying to look at."
After saying that, Lin Fan ignored him and turned around to continue walking towards the withered sapling of the Tree of Life.
Loki stood frozen in place, his face turning pale and then flushed.
As the second prince of Asgard, a god who controls intrigue and lies, when had he ever suffered such humiliation?
To be scolded like a fly being shooed away?
Anger burned in his chest, and he longed to emulate the vampire prince before him, roaring "You're asking for it!" and then charging forward to fight to the death.
But he dared not.
His gaze swept over the still-warm corpses on the ground, and then he thought of the feathered serpent god who hadn't even left behind a handful of ashes.
He chose to remain silent, completely true to his heart.
Then, he silently walked to a corner of the cave, found a relatively clean rock, and sat down.
He began to doubt God's existence.
There's a problem with his script.
A huge problem has arisen.
This is not a story about "two tigers fighting" at all.
This is fucking a segment from "Approaching Science" titled "Where Did the Ancient Gods Go?"
On the other side...
After confirming that Lin Fan had indeed defeated that terrifying ancient god in an incomprehensible way, Li Zhenguo's heart, which had been hanging in his throat, finally settled down.
Immediately afterwards, a tremendous feeling of exhaustion and depletion swept over my entire body.
His legs gave way and he collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.
Tonight's experience was more thrilling than any large-scale military exercise he had ever commanded.
He gazed at the figure squatting before the Tree of Life, studying how to cut the tree like an old farmer, and felt only endless awe and a touch of numbness.
He made his decision.
Upon returning, he must immediately submit a report to the highest levels of government.
Adjust Mr. Lin's threat level—no, his worship level—to the highest!
No, it's in a league of its own!
This is an existence that the entire nation, and even the entire planet, must look up to with utmost care!
Any attempt to speculate about or provoke him is tantamount to courting disaster!