The man did not believe.
Jiang Feng did not believe either.
"He's not a god, just an imposter. Do you think a true god would harm his own people?"
Of course, they would. No one knew this better than she did.
But she couldn't be compared to them. Except for those born of heaven and earth, other gods existed on human faith. They existed if humans believed, and ceased to exist if they didn't. How could they possibly negotiate with their own followers, demanding human lives as sacrifices?
As soon as she finished speaking, the little bat in her hand began to cry out again, struggling incessantly as if trying to fly away.
Zhuo Lin held him tightly in her hand, preventing his wings and claws from flapping. She gently reached out and tapped his head.
"Be good, don't struggle."
The little bat was dejected.
Her words left the man and Jiang Feng in silence.
The moon shadows shifted westward; it was long past midnight.
Zhuo Lin looked at the blood moon in the sky. "Your people have been found. You can leave now."
With that, she turned and headed towards the largest ancient castle.
"What are you doing?"
"Looking for someone, Chong Yan." Nan Bei said urgently, "Do you know him? Do you know where he is?"
Jiang Feng's expression changed. "What do you want him for?"
"You know where he is?"
"What do you want him for?"
Nan Bei put away his silver sword. "Something important. I have to go, you can do as you please."
After speaking, he went to chase after Zhuo Lin.
Zhuo Lin toyed with the gritting little bat in her hand. "Why are you following me?"
"We came in together, we'll leave together."
The two left without looking back. The two vampires watched their retreating figures and listened to their voices.
"Then what about him?"
"We're finished."
"Are you willing?"
"For me, love is not everything in life. I've taken 51 steps, he needs to complete the rest. If he can't, we're finished."
"Nan Bei."
Jiang Feng caught up and blocked their path. "I can leave with you. Don't go looking for him."
"Reason."
"He was the first person chosen by the god. The people of heaven want to kill him. It's the god, the god wants him to live in the game, to be an executioner. He can't leave here."
Zhuo Lin's expression was calm. "With me here, he can go anywhere."
"You?"
"I forgot to tell you, I am also a god. A god who can slay gods." Sudan Novel Network.
She exuded a fierce golden light, even obscuring the brilliance of the blood moon in the sky. Behind her, it was as if a phoenix in nirvana, with blood-red feathers shimmering, mysterious and noble, full of power.
"You're a god too!" the person from before exclaimed happily and rushed forward. "No wonder you're so powerful! Then you really killed the adult... that imposter?"
"Yes."
"That's great! I can take you to find Chong Yan."
"Chen Sui!"
Jiang Feng tried to stop them.
Chen Sui waved his hand. "It's your business not to take us, it's my business to take us. Besides, don't you want to leave this hellhole? Nan Bei, hurry and persuade him. He listens to you the most."
He then changed his expression. "Big sis, let's go!"
With that, he hopped ahead, leading the way.
Their destination was the largest ancient castle.
The two behind them continued to follow until they reached the castle.
"He's inside. I saw him come out from here, but we can't get in. Can you, big sis, go in yourself?"
Zhuo Lin stepped forward and pushed open the grand door, then walked in.
Nan Bei followed.
Then Jiang Feng.
Chen Sui seemed a little guilty and finally followed in.
The furnishings were identical to the castle in their previous game. However, here, candlelight flickered, and as they opened the doors, the flames swayed gently, extending into the depths of the corridor.
It instilled a sense of boundless dread.
"Where is he?"
"He should be upstairs." Chen Sui thought she was asking him.
Zhuo Lin held the little bat in her hand. "Tell me, where are you?"
The little bat closed its eyes, adopting a demeanor of utter helplessness, as if ready to be killed or dismembered without a fight.
She lightly flicked his head, and he immediately glared at her, his large eyes wide.
"Big sis, this bat, what are you... keeping him for?"
Zhuo Lin did not answer, but directly walked upstairs.
"Even if you don't say it, I can guess. You're on the rooftop, right? In the last game, you never let me go to the rooftop. Heh, so cute."
Her indifference to others, yet her affection for a little bat, using words like "cute" to describe it, sounded truly bizarre to the ears of the others.
"So what if you know? You can't get there."
The little bat spoke.
His voice, when he spoke, was very similar to the voice he used in Song Yan's body. It was somewhat soft, proud, and adorable, laced with his own little temper, appearing exceedingly haughty.
Zhuo Lin brought him closer, looking into his blinking eyes. "There is nowhere in this world I cannot go, little one. Hide well."
"Hmph!"