I'm the Mysterious Leader of the Salvation Organization

Chapter 529:

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Long-standing wish, finally to be fulfilled.

Merete Chambers closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

"Moon Witch, Savior of Babel Tower, is this the title you wish to bestow upon me?"

Ha ha, oh witch.

"Indeed, it is true that I have always been a witch, and on this point, there is no room for debate."

Merete Chambers remained in Belan World, without returning to Noah World.

She sat on the chair in her house, with a calm expression.

This is a large mansion located at the highest point in the city. Merete Chambers, dressed in a black evening gown, sat on a chair by the edge of the rooftop. The chair was reclined, allowing her to relax. Surrounding the rooftop were beautiful white flowers and green foliage.

From the highest point, one could easily overlook the entire city.

Merete Chambers would often sit here, holding a cup of coffee, calmly perceiving the happenings within this city.

Occasionally, she would also find some joy.

For example, she would witness some extremely unlikely coincidences, and strange occurrences that ordinary people could never achieve.

Merete Chambers would sometimes leave this place, capturing the criminals she had been keeping an eye on, to participate in a rather large-scale "death game" together.

Each time, she would only allow one person to leave the "death game" alive.

But in the next "death game," the witch would once again bring in the previous winner and engage in another fierce battle.

In short, throughout these years, none of the criminals who participated in the "death game" have managed to survive until now.

"Now everything has become boring."

Merete Chambers smiled gently as she lazily reclined on the wooden chair, gazing down at the bustling crowd below.

They could never understand what true destiny meant.

But deep down, they knew...

It was such a desperate situation.

The influence of the Ultimate Witch has been passed down to this day, and every night, Merete Chambers finds herself revisiting the past in her dreams.

The ultimate outcomes that herself has experienced, lifetime after lifetime, were forced upon her in dreams, as if in a VR game.

Until then, it was etched in her memory, unforgettable.

She knew why the Ultimate Witch would compel her descendants to experience those pains and despair, time and time again.

In order to always harbor hatred towards Rainbows.

She had indeed succeeded.

Merete Chambers considered herself no longer the same person as the Ultimate Witch, but still harbored a deep disdain for the existence of Rainbows. However, she still despised the Ultimate Witch the most.

That person, driven by revenge, even decided to ensure that "oneself" could never be happy again.

"What a terrible monster..."

She squinted her eyes and quietly judged "herself" in a murmuring tone.

Every dream deepened the hatred, every night was like that, even as a super being, there was no escaping it...

In the midst of hating, there was also fear.

Even Merete Chambers felt a faint sense of clear fear towards the inevitable despair that awaited her in every lifetime.

When she was five years old, she had already realized that she didn’t want to be trapped in such an ending. She had an intense desire to resist and destroy it.

Destroy fate!

Now, the opportunity has arrived!

The Savior of the Babel Tower will give her a chance to become a god, and once she becomes a god, destiny is no longer fixed, and everything will have a chance to change!

Merete Chambers squinted her eyes and muttered to herself:

"If I could become a god, I would definitely turn that scoundrel Bai Yan into a big, chubby cat and keep it in a cage... um, a jerk like it should stay in a cage for the rest of its life."

She knew several identities of Bai Yan, but no matter what, she couldn’t have anticipated one thing.

The "Savior" of Babel Tower, his true identity is that big scoundrel named Bai Yan.

This kind of thing was indeed too absurd to even consider in normal circumstances.

Unless...

Realizing that Profligate and the Savior shared a similar power...

But, during the recent Battle of the Beehive, Merete Chambers was not present at the scene.

She closed her eyes.

In an instant, consciousness had entered into the illusion.

Even without falling asleep, the present Merete Chambers could still enter into those "past illusions" at any time, witnessing her own deaths over and over again.

Familiar for a long time.

Fire.

She felt the heat, the smell, and the intense aura of the fire.

Fate’s Strings Master spoke, his voice calm, "You will not completely perish, for a portion of your soul will be preserved by the Heart of Radiance, allowing you to be reborn..."

"You can consider this as fate’s decree."

Among the six gods, only the Steel Throne and the Crimson Sovereign remained silent.

The Crimson Sovereign perhaps didn’t care about any of this at all.

And the Steel Throne...

"Hypocrite."

"I curse you!"

The Ultimate Witch glared at each deity with hatred, memorizing the appearance and expressions of every god. No matter how many times she was reborn, no matter what kind of person she became, she would never forget this moment!

She knew that there was no longer any chance of escape for herself, and she was definitely no match for the Rainbows.

She could only leave revenge to the future.

"You are not gods at all! You are just powerful beings! In pursuit of desires and benefits, for the so-called ideals and things that matter to you, you can do any despicable things, without rules and without keeping promises."

"One day, I will become a god and seek revenge on all of you!"

The Ultimate Witch continued, saying:

"Heart of Radiance! Even if I don’t seek revenge, one day you will drown in your own kindness. This world is simply not worth saving!"

The Heart of Radiance remained silent, without any argument.

She was the first among the gods to make a move.

"The Witch of the End..."

"Fate is so unpredictable. Can one become a deity and transcend it all?"

"Waiting for the day you become a god, you may realize that it is not so."

"Perhaps, one day... you will encounter your redemption... your Savior."

Darkness fell upon everything.

The Witch of Endings.

She was thrown into an endless abyss of darkness.

Countless pain and curses, despair, and fear filled every corner of the space.

When the Rainbow confronted the Outer God, her body was consumed by the Betrayers, becoming a cursed mark that prevented them from betraying the Witch’s reincarnation.

And as a sacrifice, her only remaining soul was cursed by the Outer God.

For eternity, a happy ending could never be reached.

Soul,

Plunged into darkness.

No more rays of light appeared, as if the eyes had closed forever, unable to open again.

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Merete Chambers opened her eyes once again.

The pangs of sorrow faded away, and an unabashed smile appeared on the witch’s face.

"Once again, I arrived at..."

"Babel Tower."

The black mist dispersed.

In front of her eyes, there stood a magnificent crystal palace, with a dome adorned with countless stars. Graceful musicians made of crystal were positioned all around, playing enchanting and ancient melodies.

Members of the Babel Tower stood in various places within the palace. They had different expressions, experiences, and even came from different worlds. They had different perspectives and belonged to different races.

At this moment, they were all invisibly bound together in one place.

The enigmatic Lord of the Tower, seated high upon the throne, was unshakable and unfathomable, beyond anyone’s comprehension.

The masked young girl took the lead and approached the towering and magnificent presence. She knelt down on one knee, filled with respect.

"Great Savior, thank you for summoning us. We have come in response to your call."

As if on cue, they all arrived at the same time.

Voices echoed in everyone’s minds.

["I am the Savior," he proclaimed.]

["Ladies and gentlemen, the warriors of Babel Tower."]

[All was done to save the past and the future, for this world on the brink of collapse and ruin,]

[Give up everything, ye shall.]

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