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Chapter 893 Good Luck Will Eventually Fall on the Protagonist

Lin Yi did not take credit for the success; on the contrary, he was very humble and attributed the success of the operation to Ruolan's swift and powerful attacks.

No woman dislikes being praised, and Roland, who became a high-ranking deity, was no exception.

Being praised by someone you admire is a real treat for women.

Currently, the overall situation is beginning to take shape, but it is still uncertain, and it is not the time for mutual praise.

"Wait here. After you and your sister launch a few more attacks and stun Shiva, we will have achieved our goal."

At first glance, Ruolan's words don't seem to contain much information, but upon closer examination, doesn't this mean she's letting Shiva off the hook?

Even now, they still believe that letting Shiva go gives him a chance to join Dark Star's camp, but that's unrealistic.

Seeing Ruolan rejoin the battlefield, Lin Yi became thoughtful.

Shiva, how could he possibly join the Dark Ones? That would be like inviting a wolf into the house.

Just as Lin Yi was thinking about what skills he should use to launch a surprise attack and finish off Shiva, Wuzhiqi's voice rang in his mind.

"Kid, that guy's weapon looks exactly like my natal artifact from ten thousand years ago."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yi exclaimed in surprise.

What the hell? !

The Divine River Song was Wuzhiqi's weapon in his lifetime! But this seems to be some kind of weird thing.

Wuzhiqi, who resided in Lin Yi's sea of ​​consciousness, was naturally able to sense Lin Yi's thoughts.

Ten thousand years ago, after Wuzhiqi was defeated, his weapon, Lingwo, was taken away by the powerful gods of the heavens, and he himself was imprisoned.

How could a proud king allow himself to lose his freedom?

For dignity and for the future, Wuzhiqi gave up his physical body and escaped with his soul, eventually hiding in the Namande Cave until he met Lin Yi. He then used Lin Yi's body to leave that place where even the passage of time was imperceptible.

The reason why he only mentioned his weapon, the Spirit Vortex, now is because Wuzhiqi felt that his weapon should be in the hands of a powerful deity in a higher plane, and it would be premature to think about it before he had fully recovered his strength.

Unexpectedly, I ran into an old friend here.

However, the original spirit vortex is no longer what it used to be. Its lively and bright appearance is gone, and now it is only cold and murky.

However, the attributes of protecting its master and changing its form are still present.

This is why Wuzhiqi was able to recognize it.

Wuzhiqi is saying all this now because he probably has a very good plan in mind.

Thinking of this, Lin Yi asked directly.

"You mean, we should take this thing back?"

Even though Lin Yi's understanding of this world is still at a very low level, he can still be certain that an artifact of the Spirit Vortex level is among the most top-tier in the Three Realms and Six Paths.

"Of course, kid, I don't have a physical body right now. Even if I take the weapon back, it's only for you to use temporarily. It's already a bargain for you to have such a divine weapon in your hands."

Lin Yi knew very well that even if the Spirit Vortex was now under the control of someone else, it still couldn't change the fact that it was Wuzhiqi's natal artifact.

The bond between a natal artifact and its original owner can never be severed.

Don't be fooled by the fact that the Spirit Vortex has become Shiva's artifact. As long as Wuzhiqi beckons, the Spirit Vortex will obediently return. Even if Shiva were at his peak, he wouldn't be able to wrest control of this natal artifact, let alone the fact that he's already half-dead.

Because Lingwo is part of Wuzhiqi.

"Thanks, boss. Do you want to log in?" With his thick, crimson blood and exposed muscles, Shiva was now at his wit's end.

He forced himself to stand up, but only for the sake of the last vestige of dignity of the higher gods.

There is one thing that Shiva is quite pleased about.

The trust he had earned with his life truly did not betray him in the end. The Divine River Song is currently still entrenched around Shiva, supporting his body while also protecting him.

Unfortunately, Shiva's psychological defenses are about to be broken down.

Chaipo stood opposite Shiva, looking at him, but did not rush to launch an attack.

His eyes were filled with longing for the Ode to the Divine River; such a divine artifact, who wouldn't covet it?

Having lived in the shadows for many years, this god of chaos had become accustomed to acting cautiously. He knew that accidents could happen at any time, and he would not take any risks without absolute certainty.

Once touched by the cold, icy waters of the River Styx, one would be affected to some extent. He could also imagine how much energy a person fighting back in the face of death possessed. Therefore, he did not rush to attack, but sat aside and waited for Shiva to breathe his last.

"Let's stop fighting, you're in such a state, how about we brothers have a chat?"

As high-ranking gods, the two had a fairly good relationship.

Chai Po abandoned his stance and plopped down in front of Shiva.

"Ha, what's there to say, you traitor to the divine realm."

Shiva's tone remained firm, but Chai Po could clearly sense that his fighting spirit had completely vanished.

"I'm telling you, you're about to die, can't you say something else? After all these years, haven't you realized that I'm not on your side anymore?"

Having lost his will to fight, Shiva quickly got along well with Chai Po. To Shiva's surprise, even at this point, Ruolan still did not give up attacking him.

Fortunately, Shenhe Song reacted quickly, immediately condensing a protective shield with the waters of the Styx River to protect him.

"God of Judgment, what are you trying to do? Why don't you learn from Ren Chai Po? I'm already exhausted, are you still not going to let me go?"

Shiva's words contained no anger, but rather a sense of helplessness—helplessness that even at this point, someone still wanted to beat him up.

Ruolan continuously unleashed divine power, attempting to break through Shenhesong's defenses.

The methods of the higher gods are indeed formidable.

The defense formed by the Styx River was indeed crumbling, and at a considerable speed. However, the ever-changing form of the Divine River Song was no pushover either. It immediately launched attacks on Ruolan in all directions, forcing Ruolan to temporarily cancel her attacks.

Just as Ruolan was thinking about whether she should also temporarily stop her attack like Chai Po and catch up with Shiva, a black figure appeared without warning in front of the shield formed by the waters of the River Styx.

Lin Yi's sudden appearance caused Shiva's vanished fighting spirit to surge back instantly.

Whether he lost to Qin Zhu, Chai Po, or Ruolan, it wasn't a big deal for Shiva, since everyone's strength was about the same.

But he really couldn't swallow the fact that Lin Yi had made a fool of him.

Shiva is currently powerless to attack Lin Yi, but he still has the divine artifact, the River Song.

Therefore, Shiva used his will to control the Divine River Song and launched an attack on Lin Yi.

However, Lin Yi did something that surprised everyone.

Even the terrifying Styx River, which even high-ranking gods would avoid, was pressed against by Lin Yi without any protection.

(End of this chapter)