What evil intentions could an evil god possibly have?

……

When these words appeared in Lin Mushi's mind, the extraordinary power associated with them also arrived.

Without hesitation, she raised her hand and pointed her index finger into the distance.

The movement was too fast, and the space inside the car was far from enough, so some problems naturally occurred, such as a collision, which attracted the driver's attention.

Before the driver could speak, I couldn't help but ask her what she wanted to do when the rain suddenly intensified.

boom!

Suddenly, an extremely violent roar erupted from the rain, deafening and silencing the world.

With this loud bang, the winter rain that had been falling from above suddenly changed direction, surging away like a tsunami, following the direction of Lin Mushi's index finger.

The target was that seemingly ordinary middle-aged man.

The man was clearly surprised; his eyes, blurred by the rain, were full of confusion as he wondered how he had been discovered, but he did not stop moving.

As he prepared to finish uttering the last syllable, using his supernatural power to kill the driver and complete the first step of his plan—leaving Lin Mushi behind on the overpass—a storm suddenly arrived.

This is the road to all things that the Special Affairs Bureau is in charge of.

—A path qualified to ascend to the top of the divine ladder and control all changes in the world!

Lin Mushi stepped onto the long staircase to godhood, becoming something perceived by the extraordinary—the invisible wind.

So she used the force of wind and rain to fight the enemy.

Countless raindrops, like bullets, pierced through the black raincoat and the middle-aged man's body, leaving countless holes.

The blood was carried away by the long wind.

The roaring sound disappeared.

The honking of countless car horns took its place.

The red headlights illuminated the rain curtain, creating a beautiful contrast with the distant lights, a scene that was both dreamlike and surreal, yet failed to bring any sense of warmth.

Lin Mushi withdrew her right hand, unbuckled her seatbelt, and said to the driver, "You and everyone around you will be safe."

The driver stared at her, mouth agape, his voice trembling, and asked, "Who are you?"

"The Special Affairs Bureau..."

Lin Mushi thought for a moment and said, "Probably soon to be a former employee?"

After saying that, she opened the car door and got out. She stood in the rain, oblivious to the cold.

……

……

"It must be very cold outside, right?"

Crimson watched the raindrops fall on the window, turning from a trickle into a small waterfall, and murmured a sigh of admiration.

She turned to look at Gu Yuqiu and said, "It seems something has happened outside."

Gu Yuqiu hummed in agreement.

Crimson didn't like her behavior, but she still guessed what she meant: she wanted her to continue.

"I sensed the presence of your follower. The commotion was quite significant. They must have encountered an enemy, but I don't know where they are."

Gu Yuqiu said, "Oh."

Crimson frowned slightly, puzzled, and asked, "Is that all the reaction you have?"

Gu Yuqiu said calmly, "Otherwise, what should I do?"

Crimson stared into her eyes and reminded her, "She is your only believer."

"Yes."

Gu Yuqiu laughed, looked up in that direction, nodded and said, "Thank you for reminding me. If she dies, I will grieve for her, and then I will try to find solace."

Crimson's expression became extremely complicated as he looked at her in disbelief, thinking, "Are you really that cold and heartless?"

"What's wrong?" Gu Yuqiu asked softly.

"nothing."

Looking at her with deep affection, Shen Hong said, "I sincerely admire your coldness and indifference."

As they spoke, the white cat remained perched on Gu Yuqiu's lap.

Only it knew its comrade's true thoughts and understood why she was so indifferent, as if she didn't care about Lin Mushi at all.

The reason is very simple.

Because this was something Gu Yuqiu hadn't calculated, it meant that someone had changed the planned development, and both the person and the cat knew perfectly well who it was.

Although both the human and the cat had considered the possibility of this situation beforehand, there was nothing they could do now except wait and see.

Once the person and the cat realized this, Lin Mushi's life or death became her own business. The person and the cat only needed to wait for the outcome, and could only wait for the outcome.

This is Su Yan.

Or rather, the style of an innocent queen.

Otherwise, how could Gu Yuqiu have parted ways with her on bad terms and remained estranged for so long, until they finally recognized each other a few days ago after a brush with death... and then unhesitatingly drove Lin Mushi away?

It's simply that Su Yan really would kill someone; she's the kind of person who means what she says and can't tolerate any flaws in the things she loves.

Even though she looks very gentle.

Even though she didn't like getting blood on her hands.

Just as the white cat was thinking this, Gu Yuqiu placed her hand on its back and gently stroked it, the force of which unconsciously increased.

The white cat knew she was in a bad mood, so it endured the pain without crying out.

She looked at the cold rain outside the window without saying a word.

The somber sunlight fell on her face, highlighting her beautiful features.

His eyes were filled with murderous intent.

……

……

On the bridge, in the rain.

Su Yan watched Lin Mushi's retreating figure, a slight smile playing on her lips.

Her smile was light and faint, like water or a cloud, as if she were admiring a promising young person, but there was no kindness in her eyes.

But there was no murderous intent.

She was like an uninvolved spectator, detached and enjoying the movie with a pleasant mood, entering the plot she was looking forward to, hoping the story would unfold as she expected.

The problem is, she has become almost a god.

So her thoughts, in a sense, were divine will.

But what she wants today is to see the person in front of her die.

Lin Mushi looked at the red light stained with rain, at the anxious drivers in the chaotic traffic, and at the powerful figures appearing from all corners and heading towards her. She remained silent for a while.

Then, she glanced at Su Yan, wanting to ask if she would care, but ultimately didn't speak.

She took a deep breath, letting the frigid air fill her body, discarding the last shred of hope, and stepped forward to face the enemies coming from all directions.

Halfway there, she suddenly stopped, took off her hair tie from her wrist, and, imitating the other person, tied up her cascading black hair. She then said two words to everyone.

"bring it on."

The rain poured down, blurring the world into a hazy blur.

The wind was already howling like thunder.

Chapter 101: Chapter Ninety-Nine: Isolated Sunlight in the Storm

The wind howled like thunder, and the rain poured down. The extremely strong smell of blood from not long ago had long been diluted, and apart from a few small pieces of flesh left on the ground, there was no other trace to prove that something had happened.

Everything seemed like an illusion.

Until Lin Mushi uttered those two words, her clear, gentle voice, accompanied by the roar of the wind, reached everyone's ears like a thunderclap.

The world began to turn again.

Lin Mushi drove against the flow of traffic, brushing past the surging traffic, listening to the roar of the engines, her expression becoming increasingly calm.

The downpour was about to begin.

Through the torrential rain, her eyes were washed bright and clear, reflecting the images of her enemies.

She was still a little nervous, and subconsciously glanced at her side, then remembered that the person was no longer beside her, and said softly, "Why don't you listen to me say something first?"

Amidst the torrential rain, the wind howled like thunder, and the noise of rushing traffic filled the air.

Her voice was so soft that it should have been completely drowned out, but she was certain that those who were meant to hear it wouldn't miss it.

A few seconds later, a cold voice rang out from somewhere, responding to her.

"If you're going to say that you know nothing about the relics and that this is all just a smokescreen by Crimson, then you can shut up."

Even if I'm telling the truth?

"Yes."

"I don't understand."

"We don't need your understanding. We'll dig into your head, find your memories of that night, and gather evidence for you."

"I would have been dead by then."

"The Lord will protect you in the afterlife."

The conversation ended there.

There were no surprises.

Lin Mushi looked towards a spot in the rain, an extremely inconspicuous place, and found the person who had spoken.