We evil gods must hide.

Chapter 9 Lost Memories

The swordswoman is a straightforward person who always answers questions and enjoys chatting.

But she never said how she got in.

"How did I get in?"

Fiona paused, tilting her head in her signature way, "It's just that I encountered that goblin warrior on the ground, fought it, and ended up here..."

Is this reasonable?

Lin Qi countered with a question.

"Well... okay, it's not very reasonable."

Fiona also realized the oddity of this situation. The girl frowned and tried hard to recall, but her head was starting to ache from thinking so much, and she didn't come up with anything.

She genuinely couldn't remember how she got in.

Seeing the other party's blank look, Lin Qi suddenly had some guesses in his mind. Could it be related to his own Forgotten Evil God?

"Are there any more crystals?"

Lin Qi asked.

He was referring to the divine essence Fiona possessed, which she used to activate the Golden Scales. It sounded incredibly valuable, but the girl was using it to search for monsters, which only showed how wealthy she was.

"Not many left."

Fiona said casually, seemingly still reminiscing.

"Do you still remember the way? Go to the stone bridge and have your fortune told again."

Fiona looked up, and several black lines appeared on her forehead.

"I'll say it again, this is not fortune telling!"

"This is the judgment of a great, selfless, and fair god!"

"Okay, go again, I need to think about it some more."

The girl pursed her lips, clearly annoyed, but still obediently left.

after awhile.

With a thud, the girl returned, startling Lin Qi.

"You're back so soon?"

"How did it go?"

"What was the result?"

He asked the question.

Fiona, looking puzzled, asked, "What...what result?"

"Didn't I tell you to go to the stone bridge?"

Fiona frowned.

"Didn't you send me to wipe them out?"

The two stared at each other for a long time.

Not right.

Lynch sensed something was wrong; Fiona wasn't one to joke around.

"It's nothing, I forgot to mention. Now, go to the stone bridge."

Help me verify something.

Although Fiona was somewhat puzzled, she obediently went.

Lin Qi followed at a distance.

Although Fiona's memory wasn't as good as hers, she was still able to find the stone bridge.

However, as she walked, she found herself in a maze-like corridor that Lin Qi had never been to before. At the end of the corridor, all was darkness.

Fiona was clearly excited, seemingly believing she had found a new way out.

Under Lynch's watchful gaze, Fiona walked along, only to be enveloped by a mysterious black mist that appeared out of nowhere, and disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Lin Qi stood there, suddenly feeling a chill run through his body.

What's going on?

For the first time, he felt uneasy.

However, before he could think further,

"Lin Qi, what are you doing here?"

"Hurry back, I'm still clearing out the monsters here. Be careful not to encounter dangerous gray dwarves."

Fiona's voice came from behind.

. . .

Why are you staring at me like that?

Fiona sat on the ground, fiddling with the flames, and tilted her head, asking in confusion.

Lynch snapped out of his daze.

"It's nothing, it's just that it feels a bit too quiet now that you've wiped out all the monsters here."

Fiona shrugged.

Lin Qi suddenly became unsure whether the girl in front of him was an illusion.

However, the system did provide feedback.

The other party is a real person.

The evil god's mind is a bit confused.

"Are you hiding something from me?"

Fiona squinted.

"Is this evil god weaving a shameless plan in his mind to target the followers of the god of fairness?"

Lin Qi's heart skipped a beat, but he forced a flawless smile: "How could that be? I was just wondering when we'd finally be able to get out of this godforsaken place."

The whispers of forgetting also kept reminding us.

It's really her.

But who was that person who just walked into the black fog?

Lynch's gaze fell on Fiona's hands.

She was holding a piece of glowing moss, casually stuffing it into her mouth, chewing with a furrowed brow.

"This stuff is awful! Ugh, I can't even finish it after the first time I tried it."

Lynch's pupils suddenly contracted.

He remembered clearly that a few days ago, when Fiona first tasted the moss, she almost threw up and cursed, saying, "This stuff tastes worse than the rags at the Temple of Justice," and vowed never to touch it again.

"Why are you eating this?"

Lynch tried to make his tone sound casual.

Fiona paused, looked down at the moss in her hand, and said matter-of-factly, "What else would we eat? We've already run out of supplies. This may taste bad, but it'll fill our stomachs."

Her eyes were clear and honest, without a trace of lying.

Lin Qi felt a chill creep up from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

She really forgot.

"Oh, right," Fiona suddenly remembered something, patting the dust off her hands, "I just cleared out the west corridor and saw a lame gray dwarf. He was incredibly fast, I couldn't catch him. Let's go check it out together later, maybe we can find their lair."

Lin Qi froze.

The lame gray dwarf in the west corridor?

Yesterday, Fiona had just vaporized him into ashes with a single sword strike.

"You mean... the lame gray dwarf?"

Lynch's voice was somewhat hoarse.

"Yes, he has a limp in his left hind leg, so he wobbles when he runs, which makes him very easy to spot."

Fiona gestured towards the name, "What's wrong? You've seen him before?"

Lynch did not answer.

He stared intently into Fiona's eyes, trying to find a trace of a joke, but all he saw was pure confusion.

Fiona's memory is malfunctioning.

Forgotten evil gods.

Forgetting.

Lin Qi suddenly felt that there seemed to be a significant secret behind the original owner's death.

"I've come up with a solution."

"What way out?"

Fiona's attention was indeed diverted, and she asked curiously.

"Use your golden scales."

"Let's go to the stone bridge and have the God of Justice divine whether there will be any danger in crossing the stone bridge and venturing into the black fog."

"If not, that might be the exit."

Fiona wrinkled her nose, clearly still opposed to the term "divination," but she didn't refute it.

She sheathed her longsword and dusted herself off. "Alright, let's give it a try. But I'll say it one last time: this isn't divination, it's the judgment of the god of justice!"

"Okay, okay."

Lin Qi gave a perfunctory answer and took the lead in walking towards the stone bridge.

He walked ahead, but his back was taut.

He could sense that Fiona behind him was relaxed, walking lightly, completely unaware of anything unusual.

But Lynch felt as if a stone was pressing on his heart.

This is not a temple at all.

It is a maze that causes people to lose their memories.

Fiona, goblins, and grey dwarves have unknowingly become entangled in this cycle.

And myself.

Has it been affected?

Lynch wasn't sure.

......

In front of the stone bridge.

Fiona stared warily at the other side of the stone bridge.

The overwhelming pressure and danger, the biting cold, felt like facing an abyss.

"What could be inside that makes my scales so unsettled?"

Fiona thought to herself.

She laid out the golden scales.

"How do I do it?"

Lin Qi leaned against the wall, staring at the black mist.

"Let your god answer whether there will be any danger if we go there."