I'm the Mysterious Leader of the Salvation Organization

In the "Equilibrium Chaos" Tower of Babel game process in the first chapter, there will also be a Balanced Saint as a BOSS in Chenhai City, but it is not certain which Balanced Saint it is.

This is random.

For example, Bai Yan has never fought the "Saint of Life and Death" in the game, and only knows this person in reality.

"Although I have never fought the 'Saints of Life and Death', I remember that after the other two saints came to Chenhai, the first thing they did was to join the local cultists."

"As long as we can find him, everything will be much easier."

Bai Yan is very familiar with the process that should happen, as long as there are no unexpected changes, he can easily deal with everything.

"what."

At this moment, Bai Yan was stunned.

"Well, what's going on here?"

He suddenly found that the name of the task on the phone was changing, and the game screen of "Tower of Babel" was shaking constantly.

This is something that has never been done before!

Bai Yan could even vaguely see a golden eye staring at him on the phone screen.

The extreme chill surged up, and Bai Yan's goosebumps stood up all over his body, as if he felt a sense of fear like drowning.

"It's him."

God of the world.

The Pupil of Chaos, a great existence that once appeared in Bai Yan's self-dimension.

He is a god outside the world, also known as "The Predator", "God of Chaos", and "Deep Gazer".

In people's cognition, his symbol is a huge golden pupil, with black lines on the periphery of the pupil, which has the power to interfere with the chaotic fate and all things in the world.

His representative time is fifteen o'clock every day.

The Pupil of Chaos is the god of the world who represents the "moth".

The moth, wild and menacing, is the code of chaos and longing.

A few minutes passed, and the golden pupil phantom that appeared on the phone gradually disappeared, and Bai Yan, who was trembling all over, even had the illusion that he hadn't appeared just now.

Everything may be just my own illusion...

But that is impossible!

Bai Yan stared at the phone, took a deep breath, the task name on the phone changed completely!

It was originally a "torrent of anger", but now it has become "one heart of all people".

All in one mind...

A mission that has never been seen in a week!

"It's really him... the gods outside the world messed up the fate, and changed the mission that was originally normal."

Bai Yan could feel a deep sense of malice. The autumn, which had already cooled slightly, seemed to become even colder at this moment, like an endless winter.

Through a week of script experience, "knowing the future" is actually one of my biggest reliance.

But with the intervention of the "Pupil of Chaos", the god of the outside world, perhaps, this mission has become even more unknown and dangerous.

In this way, there is no way for me to make an advance layout, and the impact is still very large.

Bai Yan clicked on "All in One Mind" again to check the relevant mission requirements.

"Event mission."

"All in one mind: Mission requirement, repel the offensive of the Balance Saints' Saints of Life and Death."

"Please choose a core operator to fight."

Not to catch him, but to repel him?

Bai Yan wondered if this meant that it was almost impossible to catch the "saint of life and death" under the current situation?

Aaron and the night watchmen are already guarding here. After Bai Yan thought about it, the core operatives who went to battle chose the strongest "Night Blade" currently in their hands.

Since you don't know the type of mission, the specific content and process of the mission, then choose to let the strongest core operator come.

"Help me, Nightblade."

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At this moment, Mu Tuan is in the yard of his home.

In her hand was the "Death Heart" once bestowed by Bai Yan. A large amount of black mist was transformed from the pitch-black blade, and it continued to disperse towards the surroundings. The already withered leaves in the courtyard became more dilapidated in an instant.

The power of death turned into a black mist, gushed out from the blade, and roared ferociously at its master.

In the roar, the breath of death bloomed more intensely.

The blade, which has clearly surrendered, will resist again...intent to kill the master.

Mu Tuan's body began to age rapidly and become dilapidated, and his vitality was passing away at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The blood of the demon hunter is surging.

Mu Tuo's aura seemed to have turned into a phantom of a powerful warrior, extremely huge, possessing a calmness that stood above heaven and earth.

The tiny black mist had no choice but to howl and kneel down in submission.

She opened her eyes, her eyes shining brightly.

The originally lost vitality has been completely regained by a strong will!Even not only herself, even all the withered and fallen leaves in the yard came back to life again!

This symbolizes her mastery of the new weapon!

At this moment, Mu Tuo has become a real powerhouse, not just a "numerical monster".

In fact, the reason why the core operatives of the Tower of Babel are strong is not because of the choice of the Tower of Babel...but because they are all people who have the possibility to save the world.

What the Tower of Babel can do is to turn "possibility" into "result".

【Ye Ren, the decision is up to you. 】

A familiar voice appeared in my mind again.

Ok.

She has long been used to it, and she also understands that her sword is trained for this moment.

Mu Tuan knelt down on one knee very skillfully, with a calm expression and a firm tone, he said: "Master Savior, next, please let me defeat the evil."

Chapter 188 Chapter 180 One Heart!

Dawn District.

The dusky twilight is gradually turning black.

In an ordinary family, a teenager took out an old rusted copper mirror from under his bed.

This is a gift from "God of Luck"!

A few days ago, an old woman suddenly came over and gave this thing to him, and told the boy that as long as he did what he did, he would be blessed by the God of Luck.

But there are conditions of use, he must complete those rituals tonight, and he cannot tell anyone about it.

"Otherwise, the blessing of the god of luck will be invalid."

The young man believed this to be true, because the old woman had shown him a magical supernatural power, making flames and water float in the air, converging and merging.

"Items that represent the four elements are needed. Well, according to what the old woman said, these seem to be enough, water, stones, empty cups, and matches."

The four things were placed in order, and the magic circle given by the old woman was drawn with chalk, and the boy became more and more excited.

You are the lucky one to be chosen!

He closed his eyes anxiously and smiled... As long as I complete the ceremony, I will gain extraordinary power and become a hero like a member of the Tower of Babel!

Everyone in the school will envy me to death!

"The Lord of Equilibrium, the Lord of Ashes, the Great Master of Everything."

In the twilight, the boy stood in front of the window, talking softly to himself.

Words are powerful.

The untouchable names and taboos of mortals are being praised by insignificant people. The weight of people is insignificant, and the language itself begins to exert terrifying power. The ancient magic circle drawn by chalk on the ground gradually begins to emit gray-white light in the small dim room.

As the wind blew through his hair, the boy continued: "I pray for your strength, I hope you can bring friends from far away, I..."

He was suddenly a little puzzled, why is there wind in the room where he closed the doors and windows?

Just then, a voice came!

"stop."

The boy was startled, opened his eyes and sat down on the ground.

A handsome man in a tuxedo was standing in front of him, he raised his foot and kicked away all the items used in the ceremony, and the magic circle drawn with chalk on the ground quickly lost its brightness.

Good luck, luckily caught up.

Aaron looked at the boy calmly, and said indifferently: "Your behavior will not bring benefits, it will only summon real demons, and the price is your precious lifespan and youth."

The boy stayed on the ground for a long time, and suddenly asked loudly excitedly, "You, are you from the Tower of Babel? You must be!"

He is the hero of the Tower of Babel, I actually saw it with my own eyes, great!

Aaron was silent for a while, and said seriously:

"No, I am the Night's Watch."

Hearing this answer, which wasn't exciting enough at all, the boy was visibly discouraged and looked depressed.

Although I have also heard of the Demon Hunting Bureau and the Night's Watch, but they are not as handsome as the Tower of Babel!Everyone at school loves the Tower of Babel, those people are the heroes who save the world!

The night watchman is just a part of the story!

Seeing the other party's undisguised expression, Aaron was not in a good mood, but he didn't show it to the boy, he just said: "Do you think the Night Watchman is not a hero? No, everyone in the Night Watchman is actually like Babel. Like the members of the Tower, men who would sacrifice themselves for the happiness of the innocent."

Everyone is definitely a hero.