We evil gods must hide.

Chapter 41 Lynch's Nightmare

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Lynch exerted all his strength to traverse the forest.

Blood from the wound slid down his arm, dripping onto the ground and leaving a long trail of blood behind him.

His breathing became more and more rapid, and his pace gradually slowed down.

But we can't stop.

The roars behind them grew closer, and the figures of the monsters appeared in the mist, their numbers increasing.

Since that deity appeared, the system has not provided any further notifications regarding unclaimed faith power.

This means that Lin Qi can no longer increase his stamina points by absorbing the fog.

If you stop, the guys behind you will tear you to pieces.

Behind him, the infected spirits took on various forms: shadow wolves corrupted by the purple mist, earth scorpions exuding a putrid stench, and insects covered in sharp spikes. Mercenaries like the red wolf also roared as they pounced on Lin Qi, their eyes filled with hatred.

As Lin Qi ran, he would occasionally look back and use his dagger to repel the faster monsters that rushed at him.

But there were too many monsters, and they kept pouring out of the mist.

Several more wounds appeared on his body, and blood seeped out, staining his entire body red. He grew weaker and weaker, and his breathing became increasingly difficult.

Yata followed closely, moving as fast as a shadow, and no monster noticed her presence.

Her gaze was fixed on Lin Qi's back, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

She could feel that Lin Qi's breath was getting weaker and weaker, but he was still running desperately, without giving up at all.

She didn't step forward to help; she just followed silently.

Lin Qi didn't know how long he had been running. He had countless wounds on his body, and his clothes were stained with blood. Every step he took was accompanied by intense pain, while the roars behind him continued endlessly.

Hallucinations began to appear before his eyes, and the chaos in his mind spread again, but he still did not stop.

After running for an unknown amount of time, the fog ahead gradually thinned out.

Silverleaf Town?

How did you end up here?

The walls of Silverleaf Town were faintly visible in the mist, and a faint divine light emanated from the town, dispelling some of the fog while also stinging Lin Qi's eyes, giving his extremely tired body a slight boost of energy.

His survival instinct made him quicken his pace, and with his last bit of strength, he sprinted toward Silverleaf Town.

The roars behind them continued to grow closer.

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at the same time.

With Lynch's appearance, everyone felt the ground tremble.

It sounded like thousands of cavalry charging.

All eyes in the town turned toward the direction from which the tremor came.

Amidst the shocked gazes of the crowd, the black-haired youth staggered out, covered in blood, his clothes torn to shreds, and his hair disheveled and plastered to his forehead.

Behind him, a thick purple mist obscured half the sky.

One, two, three, countless humans and beasts with purple eyes appeared, their bodies covered in blood scraped from the trees, yet they ran wildly, oblivious to the danger, surging out like a tide towards the town.

"Monsters! So many monsters!"

A warrior from the Temple of Order exclaimed in alarm, his face turning pale, and he instinctively stepped back.

The crowd instantly descended into chaos.

They screamed and fled in all directions, throwing the temple's forces into disarray. The tense standoff was instantly shattered by the crisis.

"Quickly! Activate the magic circle!"

Beren roared, "Guard the entrance! Don't let the monsters in!"

Several priests from the Temple of Order immediately gathered together, chanting prayers, and golden light converged into a huge shield of light, blocking the entrance to the city wall.

"You people of the Temple of Justice, if you don't want to die, then attack together!"

Beren shouted at Evan, his voice urgent.

Evan frowned, but didn't hesitate: "Go to the city walls and defend the town!"

The virtual golden scales instantly rose into the air, intertwining with the order light shield, making the latter instantly more solid.

Nearly fifty powerful warriors from the two temples rushed up the city walls and instantly engaged in fierce combat with the charging monsters.

Screams, the clanging of weapons, and the roars of monsters mingled together in complete chaos.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Lin Qi mustered his last bit of strength and found the side gate through which the gray squad was leaving the city.

Huhuhu~

Hiding behind the door, Lin Qi slumped down instantly, feeling as if his lungs were on fire.

Unable to find their target, the monsters instantly went berserk, their heads filled with the footsteps and roars of the temple warriors.

Breathing gradually calmed down.

Lynch calmed down.

I've dragged the people here down with me.

Damn it.

But feeling guilty is useless now, so let's think of something else.

Lin Qi focused his gaze on his control panel.

[Attributes: Strength 51, Stamina 99, Magic 1, Spirit 1, Agility 99, Divinity: 0, Faith: 32012]

Before I knew it, my stamina and agility had reached their maximum.

The faith never increased after the tiger spirit appeared.

After thinking it over, my faith remained unchanged.

Leave some room for skill development.

The most urgent task now is to recover my health as soon as possible.

Lynch turned his gaze to a certain place.

He remembered there was a small, shady pharmacy in that place, which Old Cole had taken him to. The medicines there were of dubious origin and of poor quality, but they were still effective.

In times of chaos like this, legitimate shops are likely to have been looted.

Along the way, he dodged the chaotic crowds and the attacking monsters, sustaining several more wounds and completely exhausting his strength.

Finally, he found the house hidden in the alley, pushed open the door, and staggered inside.

Surprisingly, there were actually human voices inside.

The shop owner was a small, unshaven old man who spoke very little and had a very bad temper.

The old man stared wide-eyed at Lin Qi.

A dagger was stuck in his chest.

Blood was still flowing, soaking the dirty white lining on her chest.

"Quickly! While it's chaotic outside, take all the valuables!"

"This old man has been running his business for so many years, he must have some savings hidden away."

A few disorderly voices came from upstairs, as if several people were rummaging through things. The noise was quite loud. Lin Qi bypassed the dead shop owner, crouched down, and quietly went up the narrow stairs.

Upstairs there were two small bedrooms, and three men dressed as adventurers were rummaging through drawers and cabinets.

One of them seemed to have gained nothing, and angrily got up and turned around, just in time to see Lin Qi.

"Um?"

"Where did this child come from?"

Seeing Lin Qi covered in blood and in a sorry state, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Hearing the sound, his companion also looked up.

"Could it be that old man's son?"

"Call him over, ask him a question, and then kill him."

One of them, carrying a knife, approached step by step. "Kid, come here and tell us where your old man hides his things, and we'll spare your life."

Lynch glanced at the guy.

A piece of trash with a combat strength of only a dozen or so.

"what!"

The man screamed, his long sword fell to the ground, blood streamed from his neck, and he struggled to his death.

Seeing this, the other two roared and charged forward.

The battle was over in the blink of an eye, with a sudden chill on their necks.

He casually kicked the corpses of the three scumbags aside.

Lin Qi looked at the bottles and jars scattered on the ground and found a few that were relatively well-sealed.

[Note: Use inferior healing potions with caution]

Without hesitation, Lin Qi opened the bottle, tilted his head back and drank it down. He could no longer hold on and leaned against the corner of the wall, where he passed out.

I don't know how much time passed.

Lin Qi, still dazed and confused, found himself in a pitch-black space, the air thick with a chilling aura. A towering tiger figure stood before him, its eyes filled with rage and resentment, roaring, "Give me back my power!"

Lin Qi felt a chill run through his body and instinctively tried to dodge, but his body seemed to be frozen in place, unable to move.

The purple figure approached him step by step, its chilling aura enveloping him and almost suffocating him.

"Give it back to me! Give me back my power, or I'll kill you!"

The purple figure roared and stretched out its enormous hand, reaching for Lin Qi's chest.

"what!"

Lin Qi suddenly woke up, drenched in cold sweat, his chest heaving violently as he gasped for breath.

The room was very dark at this time, indicating that it was already late.

The sounds of fighting could still be faintly heard from the town outside, indicating that the chaos was far from over.

Is it sleep paralysis? My chest feels a little heavy.

Lin Qi subconsciously touched his chest, only to feel something furry and warm squatting on his chest.

Startled for a moment, he slowly opened his eyes and, by the faint moonlight from the window, saw what was on his chest—a very small cat with glossy black fur without a single blemish. Most peculiarly, it had a faint moon mark on its head, emitting a faint purple glow.

The little black cat noticed that Lin Qi had woken up. It raised its head and stared intently at Lin Qi with its amber eyes. Its eyes were filled with human-like anger, like an annoyed little tiger, and also with a hint of grievance.

Followed by.

"Scumbag!"