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In other words, the lighthouse is very likely that he is still alive.

Linqian hastily told Yinwei what he was doing, and prepared to go looking for the lighthouse alone.He tried his best to recall what he saw, but because he was too excited at the time, he didn't remember too many details.He only remembered that the place where the lighthouse was tied was a very high snow mountain, but now that the Himalayas have sunk, how could there be such a high snow mountain?

He suddenly remembered that there seemed to be a bird's footprint on the snow-capped mountain.That kind of footprint still seems to have flippers.But on such a high snow-capped mountain, how could there be water birds?The only possibility is - penguin.

Immediately set off before diving, rushed to Mount Kilimanjaro in Africa.Although Mount Kilimanjaro is located on the equator, because of its high altitude, it is covered with snow all the year round and there is a group of lovely penguins living on the top of the mountain.Linqian knew that the extreme tropical climate on the equator might make him extremely uncomfortable, but he had to go, even if there was only a slight chance of finding the lighthouse.

The gods under the sea are powerful, but he doesn't know if he will be able to come back after this trip.After he returned to land, he called Jiang Xuanye, and his orderly answered it, and then handed it over to him.After Jiang Chao's death, Jiang Xuanye was exceptionally awarded the rank of colonel, taking over Jiang Chao's original job, and people in the army would call him "Commander Xiao Jiang" in private.

"Old Lin." Jiang Xuanye hesitated to speak after answering the phone.He wasn't joking and unserious as usual, such a serious and straightforward attitude made Linqian somewhat sad.

"Recently... are you okay?" Linqian didn't know why he made this call. In fact, he didn't have anything to say, but he called Jiang Xuanye as if to explain his funeral.

"Fortunately."

They didn't have any substantive communication, just said some nonsense like that and hung up the phone.It seems that each other just wants to hear each other's voice again.Lin Qian didn't say that he was going to the snow mountain, and Jiang Xuanye didn't mention Jiang Chao again.

It only took half a day for the dive to reach the waters near Mount Kilimanjaro, and it took him a full half day for the not very far distance after landing.After the doomsday began, the temperature here rose sharply, which made it difficult for Lin Qian's low-temperature physique to adapt, and his power as a god seemed to lose its effect when he got here, and the closer he was to Mount Kilimanjaro, the worse he would be. is useless, unable to freeze even a small glass of water.When he came to the foot of the mountain through all the hardships, he was shocked to find that the towering Mount Kilimanjaro had almost doubled again due to the change of geological internal forces.

He learned from the local population that the ascent of the snow-capped mountain took place a month ago. On a certain day, the mountain suddenly rose and rose from the ground, surrounded by a layer of extremely sacred-looking gold. yellow light.It was also that day that the temperature of the entire African continent rose sharply, jumping to around [-] degrees.The river dried up, and the local people were in dire straits.And no one went up that snow mountain since then, because people who heard him said that his skin was black and purple from the cold only at the halfway of the snow mountain, and he might not be able to keep his limbs.

"It's all made by you bastards. It's all your fault that you didn't behave like this before you showed up!" the black-skinned old man cursed at Lin Qian, his eyes full of justice and fearlessness.His grandson also jumped out, picked up the hot stone on the ground that was scorched by the sun, and smashed it hard at Lin Qian's face.Lin Qian didn't want to hurt him, so he lowered his head subconsciously, and the hot stone hit him on the head.

If a healthy person who goes down the mountain quickly can be frostbitten halfway up the mountain, then the temperature at the top of the mountain can basically reach absolute zero (minus 270 degrees).If you come down from the mountain, there is no problem. The difficult thing is to go up from the mountain.The scales on his body are now extremely hard, but after being scorched at more than [-] degrees below the mountain, it quickly dropped to several hundred degrees below zero, and coupled with the crushing and scratching of the steep and rugged rocks, it is almost impossible for him to reach the top of the mountain and still have the strength to save people. impossible.

"It's my fault. All of this is my fault. But, old man, can you lend me a quilt? Please." Lin Qian asked, this was the first time he asked someone in his life.

If the tail is covered with a quilt, he should be able to make it to the top of the mountain.

"Don't say that we don't have that kind of thing here at all, even if there is, we will never lend it to you beasts." The old man said viciously.He knew that he was not the opponent of a god like Lin Qian, otherwise he would have jumped on it by now.

Lin Qian had no choice but to endure the scorching temperature of the ground and went door to door to borrow.At this time, he smiled wryly, feeling like a walking grilled fish on an iron plate.

He didn't know how far he had walked, until the sun rose again, and he knocked on the door of an extremely simple and dilapidated courtyard.The person who opened the door was an old Chinese man who looked to be in his sixties. He had no lower body, was amputated at a high position, and almost touched the ground on his crotch.He seems to have adapted to this way of walking, his movement speed is not slow, and he is very agile.

He glanced at Lin Qian outside the door, and a flash of light suddenly flashed in his cloudy eyes.

"Excuse me," Linqian spoke his mother tongue for the first time on this continent. This Chinese made him feel very kind. "Can you lend me a quilt?"

The Chinese old man stared at Lin Qian's face for a long time, but instead of answering his question, he asked, "What's your name?"

Lin Qian replied, "My surname is Lin."

The Chinese old man suddenly laughed strangely, and then waved his hands, "Okay, okay, wait for you, I'll get it for you."

He closed the door, fiddled with the room for a while, and then took out a worn-out quilt to Linqian. Although it was almost torn apart, Linqian could tell that it was an extremely old military quilt. It can be judged that it should be the quilt not long after liberation.He didn't have time to think too much, he just said thank you and left with the quilt.

Leaving the old Chinese's home, Linqian walked for a long time before arriving at the foot of the mountain.Because of the higher altitude and the change in temperature, no one has lived in this area for a long time.When diving, they cover their fish tails with quilts to achieve the effect of isolating the external temperature.But before he could go far up the mountain, a sharp stabbing pain forced him to stop.

He checked the quilt with his hands, and found that there were countless sewing needles hidden in the cotton wool of the quilt.

These sewing needles are not obvious, but once squeezed, they will be exposed, and they will penetrate into his scales along the gaps in the scales.The scales of the gods under the sea are armor, and the skin under the scales is fragile and sensitive. This kind of pain is unbearable even for a moment, let alone the endless torture all the way up the mountain.

That Chinese old man is none other than Wang Biandan who went to sea with Lin Qiubai back then.He did not die in that accident, but survived by luck. When he woke up, he found that he was rescued by a merchant ship, but his lower body was unconscious and some wounds began to fester, so he had to amputate.Later, he followed the merchant ship all the way to Africa. After more than ten years, he found out the contact information of his former family, only to learn that his wife remarried a year after announcing his death, and his five-year-old son entered a new family. He was seriously ill, but his stepfather was unwilling to spend money to treat him, so he persuaded his wife to give up their son and have another one.

If we talk about his belief in living, it is that sooner or later, Lin Qiubai, the only one on board who was rescued by the gods and survived, will have a taste of this feeling that life is worse than death.Lin Qiubai was not wrong, even if he was sorry to anyone, he was sorry to the little soldier who saved his life, it had nothing to do with him.But he just hated him and envied his luck, and this mentality was continuously magnified in the long years, and finally became the whole of his life.

He once saw the appearance of the gods under the sea with his own eyes, but he was treated as a lunatic when he said it.Until the gods appeared on a large scale in the world, he knew that maybe his chance for revenge had come.And when he saw Lin Qian, that face that was almost exactly the same as his father Lin Qiubai made his heart almost tremble with excitement.

He can't kill Lin Qiubai's son with a fish tail, but he can torture him!

Pro-diving only stayed for a while, and then decided to continue to go up.He has no other choice and no time to waste. He is afraid that if he delays the lighthouse for one minute, he will be tied to the cliff for one minute and suffer for one minute.

Isn't it pain?No matter how painful it is, I can bear it myself.As long as you can see the lighthouse earlier.

The blood soaked the old quilt, revealing a layer of rose-like red on the surface of the quilt.Every needle was twitching in his texture, and he remembered the story of The Little Mermaid, when she had beautiful legs, but every step seemed to be walking on broken glass.

The pain made him sweat continuously on the extremely cold mountain, and the sweat slid down his forehead again, forming crystal white frost on his eyebrows and eyelashes.

When Linqian exhausted all his strength and almost drained all the blood in his body, he finally reached the top of the snow-capped mountain at sunrise again.In the blood-colored morning sun, he saw King Chris tightly bound by iron chains glowing slightly blue on the cliff.The orange-red morning glow and the blue flame on the iron chain blended and mixed into an indescribable but gorgeous and dull, passionate and cold color.

Being tied to the sacred mountain is the punishment of Prometheus, the fire thief, and it is also the punishment of the gods who betrayed the gods and defended mankind.

King Chris lowered his head, the blood on his body had dried up, and the wound was grim.Under the pull of the iron chain, his muscle lines are shown very clearly, which is also very distressing.Wherever the iron chain touches are scars after being burned, and his fish tail is covered with shocking scars from the fight, hanging down softly, motionless.

Lin Qian couldn't even control his body, he threw away the quilt and ran over in a stumble, he was not afraid of this blue flame, he rescued King Chris from the cliff and hugged him in his arms.Fortunately, King Chris is still alive. He seems to have regained a little strength because he was freed from the Shura field that punished the fire thief Prometheus, so he slowly raised his head and looked at him——

At this time, he could barely breathe while diving, and Sakai's words resurfaced in his mind.

"Do you know what it feels like to be hurt by the person you love the most? You will know, I curse you, in the near future, you will know."

In the eyes of King Chris, there are no longer the bright stars and seas, no longer the gentle and submissive appearance of Lin Qian, nor the former king of the world.There was only endless emptiness and darkness in his eyes.He is blind.

"Come on," King Chris called his name, "Is that you? I'm sorry... I... lost the rubber band you gave me again."