I'm the Mysterious Leader of the Salvation Organization

Chapter 461:

Perhaps due to the accumulation of many fragments in the early stages, in the later stages of the "Babel Tower" game, the chances of obtaining rewards also increased significantly.

In two consecutive draws from the Fate Card Pool, Bai Yan also received a fair share of rewards, instantly lifting his spirits.

"I always felt like my luck in summoning was exceptionally good this time, as I obtained a great quantity of items."

Bai Yan raised an eyebrow slightly, sensing that his luck in summoning was getting better and better.

Perhaps this was also a part of his "game" ability.

After all, the "game" ability could enhance his luck.

"But you see, Miss Witch’s luck remained as terrible as ever," he murmured to himself very subtly.

Sacred Rune, the River Lord.

This is a water-type R-grade Sacred Rune, and Bai Yan was almost too lazy to bother looking at its specific effects.

In fact, it only possessed the power to manipulate water, and its true strength was even weaker than that of the Water World’s skin.

"Hmm, just leave it as dog food," he nodded.

Sacred Rune – Izanagi.

Izanagi was the second-generation god of Takamagahara, and it belonged to the SSR class of Sacred Runes, along with main gods like Zeus and Hades. It was considered a good acquisition.

The specific effect was a powerful ability called "Life Creation."

The Core Operator, when carrying it, could expend a certain amount of spiritual energy to create living beings… In simple terms, it was an upgraded version of Stand Golden Experience.

But the living beings it could create were not ordinary beings, but magical creatures. In mythology, Izanagi not only created vast lands, but also brought forth a whole pantheon of gods.

And then…

The mysterious relic, Flagrak.

The God Spear of Light, symbolizing its own power.

This spear, no matter how distant the enemies, can emit a beam of deathly light.

As long as the bearer can see an enemy within sight, it would automatically unleash roars and lightning bolts of light in five different paths, instantly flying towards the enemy lines, indulging in relentless slaughter that knows no fatigue.

It was another destructive relic, and it was of the type that could automatically target enemies. However, Bai Yan didn’t really have a need for it. In fact, none of the members of Apocalypse had any use for this thing.

"If only we could find it early on, it would be really useful in the early stages."

Then, Bai Yan was even lucky enough to obtain a mystical power.

Mystical Power

Deep Blue · Silence.

The color blue is the color of vitality, and the color of the King of Deep Blue is the very essence of "vitality" itself.

And ‘Silence’ is the power of regeneration.

As the name suggests, it is the power to instantly restore vitality. Compared to the Blood of Darkness, which cannot even regenerate severed limbs, the effect of Deep Blue · Silence is much more powerful.

Basically, anyone who possesses it can quickly heal as long as they have even a drop of fresh blood remaining.

The only flaw is that it requires the expenditure of physical energy.

Bai Yan pondered for a moment and passed it to Slime, the tank operator who was already quite robust in every sense. That guy truly had abundant physical strength.

In this way, its durability became somewhat intimidating.

And this was not the end yet.

Bai Yan, with only twenty attempts left, was surprised by the quantity of the items he obtained, which seemed somewhat intimidating. The probabilities seemed to be different from what he had experienced initially.

And the last draw revealed… a Core Operator.

The best assistant.

Innocent Singer,Evie.

Bai Yan squinted his eyes and mumbled to himself:

"Kaluoer, now your furious sister might have to go on a mission with you."

—

Tatsumi City.

"Please leave my house, thank you," Alan said impolitely.

Alan, the former secretary of The Cursed String Music, sat on the sofa in his house, wearing cozy pajamas. His smooth and white thigh rested on top of his other leg, with a lazy posture.

A beautiful woman, as cold as ice, nestled in the sofa. Her tone was icy as she spoke, "As a traitor to the Demon Hunt Agency, I have nowhere else to go. Your house is quite big anyway, can’t you let me stay in one of the guest rooms?"

"…" Alan fell silent.

He didn’t know what to say. This woman was truly a bit of a headache.

A few days ago, she suddenly showed up at Alan’s house and even willingly cooked dinner for him. And then, from that point on, it was Alan who would prepare every meal.

Originally perplexed, Alan thought that this person would quickly leave this place, but soon realized that he was completely mistaken.

She actually refused to leave and forcibly stayed!

Alan raised an eyebrow, looking displeased as he stood to the side and said, "Miss Ai, now that you’re no longer in danger, you can feel free to leave my house with peace of mind."

"If my parents’ friends come to my house and ask me what is going on, I wouldn’t even know how to explain!"

"Oh… well, that’s your business."

Ai remained expressionless, showing no signs of wavering. She even intentionally elongated her words, sounding dismissive and uninterested.

"Miss Ai, listen to what I say…"

Alan wanted to continue speaking, but suddenly he couldn’t. Instead, he felt an unprecedented… unmistakable sensation that couldn’t be ignored.

The surrounding air gradually grew still, as if World itself was bending and contorting. Alan was filled with astonishment, while Ai, standing not far away, seemed completely unaware.

As she blinked her eyes, it seemed as if time had slowed down.

Alan didn’t feel too much panic.

What is this phenomenon?

Instantly, the highly knowledgeable Alan of mysticism realized that this was a unique situation that only occurs when a Crown-level extraordinary being arrives at the Apocalypse.

His consciousness entered a special space.

Darkness enveloped the surroundings, creating an illusionary, unreal atmosphere that made one feel suffocated.

Here lies a special dimension that doesn’t belong to reality, without the concept of time and space.

Around Alan, scene after scene emerged, featuring different versions of him from various timelines…

"How could this be?"

Alan was filled with astonishment as he discovered a dreadful truth. In most timelines, everyone from the Demon Hunt Agency would suffer a complete defeat in various events.

And in many situations, he would become a determined avenger.

However, at this very moment… in this timeline, he didn’t succumb to becoming a puppet of vengeance, even though Tatsumi City’s Demon Hunt Agency had indeed dwindled down to only himself.

Alan, the silent young man, took a deep breath and realized the reason behind his resistance to "turning dark."

"Because, even now, I still have companions. Even without the Demon Hunt Agency in Tatsumi City, I still have them from Babel Tower, as well as friends like Ai and Miss Mu Ling… Bai Yan is also still alive somewhere, and World is waiting for me to save it."

He couldn’t help but show a smile.

I am lucky.

Next came the moment of decision.

"The White Mourner," "Water World," "Blood Prince," "Sanction Knight," "Demon Avatar."

You must choose one possibility from several options that you desire.

Alan fell into deep thought.

"Let’s choose it then…"

He wasn’t really familiar with any of the possibilities, and he hadn’t used them much at all.

And, even though Alan had seen those "possibilities" from other timelines, they didn’t have much impact on him.

Alan had always been clear about what kind of person he wanted to become.

Hmm, from that fateful day onward, he had actually already known.

"I want to protect everyone, and I don’t want anyone to get hurt. This is the path I have chosen."

He didn’t want to mourn for his companions, nor did he want to become a demon or a blood mage, hurting others. As for Water World, he immediately ruled it out.

So, there was only one choice left.

"Sanction Knight".

The next moment, Alan noticed that in all the pictures, those "versions of himself" were looking at him.

They seemed to want to say something.

"Believe in him…"

"Do not waver…"

One by one, images merged into Alan’s mind, yet he didn’t feel any pain. He simply experienced a sense of indescribable detachment.

However…

What are those pieces of information?

In the real world, time doesn’t actually pass even for a single second.

A terribly terrifying aura spread out, quickly blanketing the entire Tatsumi City, causing people to become frightened and uneasy.

Originally seated comfortably, Ai’s face now showed fear as their body became uncontrollable.

She knelt down in the direction of Alan.

"How… how is this possible…"

Not only her, at this very moment, many people in Tatsumi City were kneeling down on the ground, involuntarily filled with fear towards the direction where Alan was.

It was as if they were witnessing a volcano erupting right before their eyes, as if the end of World was about to approach!

Ai realized.

That man had already become fundamentally different from ordinary humans, or rather, from ordinary super beinges!

Apocalypse, a demigod, a true top-tier powerhouse…

When Alan regained consciousness, he saw Ai standing up with pursed lips, and immediately asked with concern, "Just now… are you alright?"

Ai’s face was covered in sweat. After a moment of silence, her tone became subtle.

"You make me a little tremble with your current strength…"

She added,

"But I won’t leave," she said confidently.

Alan fell into deep thought.

As an adult, he wasn’t completely oblivious to the other person’s hints.

But besides being powerful, coming from a wealthy family, having a decent personality, and being handsome, what else did he have that was worth clinging onto, especially after saving her life from formidable enemies and the pressures of the ‘world’?

Forget it.

I don’t care anymore.

He took a deep breath, had a thought, and all of a sudden, he was clad in a complete set of white knight armor.

This white armor set was incredibly exquisite, as if it had been crafted by the hands of a master artisan.

Alan stood there, emanating an extraordinary and divine charm, as if he were a messenger of light and the guardian of World.

After all, in that world, he was the dream lover who made countless noble ladies’ hearts flutter.

His charm increased to… 10.

Alan paused for a moment, then he noticed that Ai’s gaze towards him seemed even more peculiar, as if she didn’t want to leave at all…

Oh dear!

—

The Ring City.

Inside the secret base of the mezzanine.

Here, it has transformed into a paradise belonging to the "Omnic" and "Digital Creatures".

During this time, Amy has created many Omnic and Digital Creatures, filling this base with various facilities, resembling a city within a city, full of freedom.

Because the entertainment facilities greatly increased, the Omnic, who had once longed to leave, also temporarily behaved themselves, at least for a few months’ time, which was no problem at all.

In her room, Amy, seated in her wheelchair, was communicating with the just-returned slime.

"Gulu, gugu gu, lulu lu, gulu gulu gulu!"

The slime, with several tentacles outstretched, was frantically trying to explain.

"Oh, I see now. So many things have happened, haven’t they? You have worked hard, R21."

Amy smiled and nodded gently.

On her shoulder, there was a tiny red slime, one of Fusion Slime’s children.

Just then, Fusion Slime suddenly unleashed a powerful aura, sharp and fierce, like countless blades!

Amy, completely unprepared, stood there, wide-eyed and speechless.

"Oh no, everyone in the Ring City can feel the power of this force!"

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