I'm the Mysterious Leader of the Salvation Organization

Chapter 504:

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"Hmm?"

Bai Yan’s heart was filled with immense astonishment. This place was nothing but fragments of memories, everything here should be a false illusion.

Why could he see himself?

The ancient Connector was actually speaking to him!

"At the moment of my fall, I had already become a deity... My impact on World cannot be erased anymore, even if life fades away and souls are no more, my traces still remain."

"Even within the fragments of memories, a part of me will still exist."

Connector, who had fallen, this was an important piece of information immediately extracted by Bai Yan.

He finally became certain, the Connector had already died.

The gods are immortal.

So, even though the Connector has already passed away, he still left traces, but they were just tiny traces, unable to further affect oneself.

The Connector gazed at Bai Yan for a while and suddenly said, "You shouldn’t be here."

"Come back, please!"

The thick black mist surged up quickly.

Bai Yan, who thought he couldn’t be any more affected, was stunned.

He suddenly felt a tremendous sense of danger, as if everything he had was about to be taken away.

But just when he hadn’t figured out the situation yet, he found that everything in front of him started to shake and tremble.

A silver light appeared, keeping the black mist outside.

The whole world was crumbling, and the Connector gazed at him deeply, but didn’t say a word.

Bai Yan emerged from fragments of memories in a daze.

In the next moment, he found himself in another fragment of memory.

"I have a plan."

Bai Yan once again saw...

That person who seemed like a dark hole.

It couldn’t be clearly seen, standing in front of a towering silver skyscraper that reached the sky.

If only It existed, then the strong presence would surely overshadow everything else.

However, the towering silver skyscraper possessed an even stronger presence, and in its presence, everything seemed small and insignificant.

And He was no exception.

At this very moment, Bai Yan also spotted the Connector behind him. Sitting on an old chair, it appeared as if he was engaged in a conversation with a figure that resembled a black hole.

The Connector still had the same appearance as Bai Yan, except for his lifeless eyes and lack of emotions.

Suddenly, Bai Yan understood.

The figure with a face resembling a black hole...

It is "Game and the God of Games."

Hollow voices echoed.

"I became the most powerful being beneath the Outer God, winning new strength through repeated games."

"And through every time you put the shackles on the super beinges and bestowed the so-called connection, you have become the most powerful existence under the gods."

"Nothing is ever absolute. As long as I can reach the realm of the gods, I will be able to unite all versions of myself from every world."

"In this way, ‘I’ will become unique."

"Now I can communicate with ‘me’s, but I must become a god in order to forcefully merge all the ‘me’s of World."

Uniqueness.

This is a very important and mysterious trait.

In the vast multiverse, only the Outer God possesses uniqueness.

Any other existence, including deities, has varying possibilities of parallel worlds, even multiples of them.

For example, the most common grim reaper, in the vast multiverse, exists as more than just one grim reaper.

But the Outer Gods have long transcended fate, to the point where one could say they are the ones controlling it. They are the singular magnificent beings in the vast multiverse.

The Connector continued, "Once we possess ‘uniqueness,’ we will have the chance to catch a glimpse of the realm of the Outer Gods through that plan."

The God of Games slowly extended a black radiance, resembling an arm, as a silvery glow emerged within the black hole.

"The ceremony is a game, and the game is a ceremony."

"We will embark on a grand game like never before, where the fate of everything hangs in the balance. It will be the ultimate in the ultimate ritual, a game of perfection."

"Then, you and I will become free."

Bai Yan grew more and more frightened as he listened, quickly sorting through all the information he had gathered.

The Connector, the God of Games and Gambles, their goal was to become the Outer Gods, but none of them, as mere "beings," could achieve that.

So the two sought cooperation, with the God of Games and Gambling, who had become the strongest deity under the Outer Gods through plundering other deities, even being referred to as a calamity in the multiverse.

And once the Connector arrived in the realm of gods, they would forcefully merge all the possibilities from every world, gaining the "uniqueness" that only the Outer Gods possessed.

Finally, they needed to go through an "ultimate within the Ultimate Ritual, a game within the perfect game" in order to have a chance to ascend as the brand new Outer Gods.

"This ultimate game ceremony should be the origin of the Babel Tower, but where did the Babel Tower come from?"

Bai Yan gazed up at the towering silver Babel Tower, reaching towards the sky. He could feel in his heart that it was the very Babel Tower he possessed now.

"By their own strength alone, it seems they were unable to create the Babel Tower. Was the creator of the Babel Tower the Master of Ceremony or one of the origins? Or perhaps, did they work together?"

Bai Yan had no knowledge about the Master of Ceremony and the origins, making it impossible for him to determine their intentions that led to the emergence of the Babel Tower.

But he had already come to a clear understanding that they were the masterminds behind the Babel Tower game.

Regarding the truth about Babel Tower, he had already obtained some understanding. At the very least, he knew where it came from and what the Connector and Gamemakers wanted to do with it.

However, the reasons why the origins and the Master of Ceremony created Babel Tower remained a mystery.

In the end, there was still one enormous question that made Bai Yan feel extremely perplexed.

His own connection with all of this.

After all, in the fragments of memories, there was never a place that belonged to him in all their plans.

Even though the Connector looked exactly like him, he definitely wasn’t him.

Bai Yan once again expressed the deep question in his heart.

"Who am I?"

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