I'm the Mysterious Leader of the Salvation Organization

Chapter 534:

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Only a few hours left until the Doomsday Crisis.

In theory, it was so.

But in World, there are always many things that cannot go as they should.

Annottales.

"Why? Why? Why? Why? Why..."

In front of the Temple of Dark Light, there stood an old man with white hair flowing down to his shoulders. His eyes were a piercing red, and his entire body trembled with fear.

He didn’t seem to be in a rational state at all.

He was the Head of Dark Night.

Before the Incarnation of Dark Light appeared, this old man was the ruler of the entire country, the Divine Executor.

He is the Master!

But the current Head of Dark Night is no longer a master, but a prisoner, a slave, and even a sinner.

He couldn’t accept it!

After being forcefully manipulated by the Savior of Babel Tower, even though he was returned to Annottales, the Head of Dark Night’s heart grew increasingly angry and tormented.

Despair had swallowed his soul, and he was completely unable to face reality.

Why did it turn out like this?

He was clearly the most devout believer of the Savior of Dark Light!

Why has it come to such a dismal outcome?

Why couldn’t I even think of dying?

No!

Don’t do this!

I will not oppose the Savior of Dark Light!

The Head of Dark Night took a step forward, crazily desiring to enter the temple, longing to reach the prayer room, yearning to listen to the divine oracle!

However, only the Divine Executor could do so.

Dark Light formed a barrier in front of him.

He could only come this far.

There was no further progress possible.

Why!

The Head of Dark Night finally became completely insane, crumbled, and despaired.

Divine Executor!

Why is it him!

But not me!

"Oh no, oh no, oh no!"

"Secondly, the Doomsday Crisis has begun."

"Main quest: Doomsday Crisis (second occurrence) has arrived ahead of schedule."

"This is our... final... and only opportunity."

"Good luck to you."

Inside the Babel Tower, Bai Yan appeared calm as he quietly read the text on the virtual display. He realized that it was still a game prompt similar to the one during the First Doomsday Crisis.

Now, he finally understood who "we" were.

He also realized why "we" had left a message for him.

He let out a sigh and muttered to himself, "Hmm, it’s about time for me, the Savior, to take my post."

A new game mode had appeared.

Bai Yan squinted his eyes.

It seemed that this time, there were useful Core Operators, not just a few Apocalypses like Mu Ling.

Every monster that was infected and transformed would strengthen the upcoming bosses, indirectly enhancing the power of the "Savior of Dark Light" and the "Steel Throne".

Only by defeating the black mud creatures as much as possible during the first phase, freeing those souls, could the difficulty of the Doomsday Crisis in the next phase be greatly reduced.

Once a transformed soul goes without liberation for more than two hours, it will be forever consumed, undergoing a complete otherworldly transformation.

By then, even resurrection won’t be able to save them.

Although the Second Doomsday Crisis had only just begun a few minutes ago, numerous infection incidents had already erupted worldwide. Bai Yan also needed to allocate manpower to send them to different parts of World to address these issues.

"This time, the crisis is not only happening in Tatsumi City, but also all around World. It seems like there aren’t enough people to help... but in reality, they can still complete the mission."

Because, this time, the Babel Tower has lifted a significant limitation.

That is, Bai Yan can’t only assign Core Operators on missions, but also send out all Babel Tower’s "Core Operators," "Non-core Operators," and "Regular Members."

Every member of the Babel Tower has the qualification to complete missions.

And, members of the Babel Tower are not easily converted by the dark mud, at least not when they see the dark mud. However, if they are directly enveloped, it would still be disastrous.

Bai Yan’s eyes were calm, without a single trace of nervousness.

This was not the first Doomsday Crisis.

The Babel Tower, as it is now, was no longer the same as before.

Without a doubt, "Babel Tower" was a game that kept growing, and the Babel Tower now was already powerful enough. He had also come up with a way to challenge the gods.

In this Doomsday Crisis, he would never again encounter the near-extinction that he had faced before!

"So, let’s begin."

He took a deep breath.

The game begins!

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