I'm the Mysterious Leader of the Salvation Organization

Chapter 509:

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Amy and the other two realized that a formidable enemy was approaching.

However, they also understood that it was utterly impossible to defeat the opponent solely with the strength of the three of them.

Could the three crowns possibly have a one-in-a-million chance of defeating the three apocalypses?

Unfortunately, they didn’t stand a chance.

The chances of winning were zero, no matter what.

"Darn it, I fought with them!"

Old Mike’s eyes turned bloodshot, wide and about to burst, overwhelmed with excitement as if he had become a completely different person.

His usual calmness was nowhere to be found. In this very moment, deep within his heart, the emotion he felt was not anger, but rather profound sadness and despair.

Ever since being pulled into the Babel Tower, Old Mike knew that the path ahead was uncertain. He would often see the tragic ending in his dreams.

He had never been an optimist.

Old Mike’s granddaughter was the only concern and affection in his heart, and she was the "lifeline" that prevented him from choosing suicide.

For decades, the experiences of killing had been causing Old Mike’s heart to accumulate emptiness. The older he became, the more he felt that his actions were ultimately meaningless.

Money, fame, and all those things were already overflowing, yet they couldn’t bring true happiness to oneself at all.

Like someone like him, he should have long ago lost himself in the killings.

A few years ago, after completing a mission, he quietly found his family and spent a whole day playing with his granddaughter.

Experiencing the beauty of being an ordinary person for the first time.

He couldn’t forget.

At that moment, Old Mike suddenly realized that death was far less important than life, and that he should not continue on.

Now, if even the last "rope" were to be broken...

"Don’t worry, we should retreat now."

Ganis took a deep breath. He was surprisingly the calmest person among the three present, knowing that he couldn’t get too emotional at this moment.

"The enemy is stronger than us, so we should escape as soon as possible to have a slim chance of survival. There is still time, let’s split up and run away..."

Amy said calmly, "We can’t escape."

Ganis was extremely astonished. He saw the girl in the wheelchair with a face full of indignation, her eyes filled with determination and fiery passion.

This kind of look actually appeared frequently in his own eyes.

"I don’t want to leave these innocent children here."

Amy looked towards the nearby building where thousands of people were gathered, along with hundreds of assembled Omnics. She knew that even if the three of them had a chance to escape, these people would be easily wiped out by the enemies.

And they would have the chance to come back to life, but these people...

"I cannot stay with them."

Amy’s voice was filled with a maternal tone, and tears welled up in her eyes.

So many people have already died just now.

She couldn’t just sit by and don’thing anymore. She had to rescue the remaining people, no matter how difficult the battle may be, she had to try.

Amy continued, "If we can’t defeat them, we’ll have to give up, run away. But we’ll never be able to defeat the Outer God. Maybe we should follow Fate’s Strings Master’s example and leave Noah behind, venturing into other worlds."

She took a deep breath and said, "From the very beginning, Babel Tower’s mission to save World destined it to face countless challenges, to create miracles and overcome the impossible."

Ganis looked at the two determined elderly individuals and the girl, and laughed heartily, "Alright! I never thought the most timid one would be me, hahaha! Let’s not run away then, let’s believe that the Savior can lend us a helping hand!"

He actually wanted to fight as well.

The earlier suggestion to escape was to consider the bigger picture.

Now upon careful consideration, Ganis has realized that the life and death of the three of them cannot determine the overall situation.

I see now, then we can go to our deaths.

"Hehe, finally there is a reward, three members of Babel Tower."

In the sky, a pale arm with numerous eyes wrapped in dark mist, and many eyes looked down on the three present.

That was a clone of the "Hundred-Armed Giant" Nullify.

The Master of Dead Silence, Silence, and the Sword Saint, Austin, stood on the other side, keeping a certain distance from Nullify, all remaining silent.

"The Savior of Babel Tower, you will pay the corresponding price here for all the losses you have caused me!"

The true form of Nullify was struck by divine power, nearly perishing, greatly weakened. It temporarily descended to the upper-ranked Apocalypse, and even the strength of its clone now only reached the middle-ranked Apocalypse level.

"No, it was the ‘world’ that betrayed me."

In Austin’s words, there were no unnecessary emotional fluctuations, clearly indicating that he had planned this for a long time.

"He told me that the Imperial Guards would never betray the Air Alliance, and they would never abandon the Noah people. I willingly chose to cooperate with him."

"Now, that man broke his promise."

The ancient Nullify, who had lived for tens of thousands of years, quickly regained its tranquility. It coldly and mockingly said, "Humans indeed cannot be easily trusted, but you will surely pay the price for your betrayal."

Austin sneered, his hand holding the ancient sword trembling slightly.

"I am the strongest Night Watcher, the one who holds the lantern for Noah in the darkness. How could I ever collaborate with creatures of the Outer God’s Spawn? It’s not even worth thinking about!"

Nullify suddenly said, "Silence, you’re not dead yet, hurry up, he’s buying time!"

The previous strike was incredibly powerful, but it clearly required a significant amount of time to gather strength and it evidently also had a considerable cost.

Austin temporarily couldn’t continue his attack, so he used words to buy time and recover.

Silence, of course, didn’t die easily.

Even her condition was better than nullify, as a nameless scroll of ruin-level relic encircled her, completely blocking the previous attack.

This ruin-level relic is none other than the "Realm of Infinity, Ever-changing Facade."

In Mr. Xia’s hands, it took the form of a mirror, but in Silence’s hands, it remained in the form of a scroll.

Silence, the terrifying cult leader of the Noah world, who had the form of a young girl, remained silent, with even her gaze not falling upon Austin.

But she had already begun.

The scroll unfurled, tearing through space, as if the sky itself had been split in two.

"Um."

In Austin’s hands, the ancient yellow sword faintly blocked the attack, but immediately revealed clear cracks.

His brow furrowed, it was the first time he had seen the ancient sword damaged.

Austin said nothing in response to the nullification, but immediately reached out to grab him, wanting to seize the opportunity to crush this annoying adversary.

"Boom!"

A blazing golden light shot forth once again, striking directly onto the massive body of Nullify.

Ganis, filled with fury, let out a mighty roar as golden light continuously emanated from his eyes, scorching the colossal body of Nullify.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!"

The power of Primordial Fire was immensely effective against Nullify, and if Ganis truly possessed even a millionth of the strength of an Outer God’s true form, he would have likely reduced his opponent to ashes.

He was in great pain, unable to carry out another sneak attack on Austin.

One-fifth of his eyes closed, and black mist quickly swelled, briefly warding off the blinding light of the Burning White Sun.

At the same time, Nullify also sensed an unexpected sense of threat, and felt the need to be on guard, coming from the elderly human who had yet to make a move.

Old Mike, his current state was completely different from usual.

A shiny black suit of armor covered his entire body, with a large black cloak lined with white on the inside. He was dressed like a dark knight, and his right arm had transformed into a massive and intricately designed sniper rifle.

Death mode.

Now was not the time to hold back, as soon as he entered, he unleashed his strongest form.

In theory, the old man’s "Killing Star" had the power to completely destroy a star of destiny, even capable of killing gods!

The voice beneath the dark helmet was incredibly deep, akin to machinery, devoid of any human breath.

"I will make you pay the price."

At this moment, what empowered the old man was not anger, but a profound emptiness and despair.

He woke up completely from his dream.

He had been avoiding, always hoping to escape the influence of the Babel Tower and live a peaceful life... but all of this was fundamentally impossible.

No matter how much one curses the Savior, no matter how pessimistic the words spoken, it can’t bring about any change to the established reality.

Either kill all the enemies, or walk towards death.

There was no other path left.

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