Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Chapter 466: Swordsman Protects Child vs. Goddess

Nixya looked at the huge black cocoon, a smile spreading across her lips.

This child is even better than she imagined.

At the same time, Zhou Ping'er's body became more and more transparent, and the speed of transformation suddenly increased.

His already old face now looked even more haggard, like a candle in the wind that could go out at any time.

But he gritted his teeth and held on without falling down.

An invisible pressure emanated from the black cocoon, sweeping around like a tide.

Zhou Ping'er was the first to bear the brunt of this pressure. Under this pressure, he felt like an ant, facing the towering mountains, small and powerless.

"God...God?!" Zhou Ping'er's face suddenly changed and her pupils suddenly contracted.

He was very familiar with this pressure. It was a power that only gods could possess!

He suddenly raised his head, his eyes fixed on the black cocoon. Could it be...

Is it the pressure emanating from the existence in this cocoon?

Zhou Ping'er's eyes became sharper. He felt a strong force of the law of night coming from the cocoon.

That breath was dark and deep, yet it also carried a hint of heart-pounding temptation.

Without any hesitation, Zhou Ping'er gripped the sword tightly in her hand and rushed towards the black cocoon without hesitation.

"Stop!" Wu Hen exclaimed and wanted to stop Zhou Ping'er, but it was too late.

With a flash of sword light, the long sword in Zhou Ping'er's hand, carrying a sharp sword energy, pierced straight into the black cocoon.

"Bold!" Nixya shouted coldly, and an invisible force instantly knocked Zhou Ping'er away.

Zhou Ping'er fell heavily to the ground, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

He struggled to stand up, but found that his body was out of control and the speed of transformation was getting faster and faster.

"You... who are you?" Zhou Ping'er spoke with difficulty, her voice hoarse and weak.

Nixya slowly walked up to Zhou Ping'er and looked down at him: "I am..."

"The goddess of the night, Nyxia." She paused, her gaze shifting to the black cocoon, "She is also... his mother."

Zhou Ping'er widened her eyes and looked at Nixya in disbelief.

The goddess of the night...

Lin Qiye's mother...

?

Nixya ignored Zhou Ping'er's shock, but reached out and gently touched his brow.

"I can save you." Her voice was as sweet as a nightingale, yet it carried a hint of unquestionable majesty.

"But you... need to agree to one condition of mine."

Zhou Ping'er stared at Nixya, her sword intent clear as she watched silently...

The long sword in Zhou Ping'er's hand hummed, and the sword intent was like a ferocious beast ready to attack, ready to devour anyone at any time.

He stared at Nixya intently. Nixya looked at him quietly, deep in her eyes.

A soft light slowly emerged, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a faint smile.

This smile is like a blooming ephemeral flower in the night sky, fleeting yet unforgettable.

The tense atmosphere in the air eased slightly, and Nixya opened her red lips slightly.

Her voice was as sweet as a nightingale: "Child, there's no need to be so nervous. I told you, I'm his mother, how could I hurt him?"

Zhou Ping'er was stunned, her expression as strange as if she had eaten a fly.

Mother?

The Goddess of Night is Lin Qiye’s mother?

This amount of information was a bit overwhelming, making it difficult for him to digest for a while.

He subconsciously turned his head to look at the black cocoon. Could it be that the person in this cocoon was really Lin Qiye?

Nixya seemed to see through his thoughts. She smiled slightly and pointed at the black cocoon. "If you don't believe me, wait until he comes out and ask him."

Zhou Ping'er's gaze moved back and forth between Nixya and the black cocoon, her heart surging like the waves of a raging sea.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm down.

If the person in front of him was really Lin Qiye's mother and had no ill intentions, then there would naturally be no need for him to continue drawing his sword against her.

He slowly sheathed the long sword in his hand, and the sound of the sword disappeared, just like a beast returning to its cage, and the world returned to peace.

"If...what you said is true, then I will naturally not attack you again."

Zhou Ping'er's voice was still a little hoarse, but her tone had softened a lot.

Nixya smiled appreciatively. "Very good. Now, we can talk about the deal..."

Her gaze fell on Zhou Ping'er's gradually transparent body, and her tone was meaningful, "About... how to keep you alive."

Zhou Ping'er's gaze narrowed, a glimmer of hope flashing in her eyes: "Can you... really save me?"

Nixya didn't answer directly, but asked instead: "Do you know that Qiye..."

"You know, Qiye...is not my agent."

Nixya's voice lowered with a hint of barely perceptible sadness, "He is just... my child." Zhou Ping'er was slightly stunned. Agent?

He always thought that Lin Qiye was the agent of the Goddess of Night. After all, the power used by Lin Qiye was related to the night.

Moreover, he is very powerful and looks like an agent of God no matter how you look at him.

Now it seems that he has gone astray.

"I showed up this time... just to say goodbye to him and give him a gift." Nixya looked at the black cocoon with soft eyes. Farewell?

Gift?

Zhou Ping'er was even more confused. What on earth was the Goddess of the Night up to?

At this moment, Zhou Ping'er's body became transparent again, and the speed of transformation increased a bit.

He gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain in his body, and said in a deep voice: "I must find the god who cursed Daxia's national destiny!"

Nixya reached out to stop him, saying calmly, "Don't worry about Daxia's fate."

Zhou Ping'er was stunned. What did this mean? Daxia's fate was nothing to worry about? Could it be...

Nixya looked at Zhou Ping'er," she paused and continued,

"I can use my power to weave a nightscape for you, preventing your consciousness from being absorbed by the laws and causing you to fall into an eternal slumber. However... this will require the consumption of some of my soul power."

Zhou Ping'er's eyes narrowed slightly, lost in thought. Eternal sleep... this price seemed a bit high.

Nixya looked at Zhou Ping'er quietly, waiting for his reply.

There was a solemn atmosphere in the air, like the calm before the storm.

After a long while, Zhou Ping'er slowly spoke: "I need..."