"What is this?"
Faced with the invisible ripples, Fatty cried out loudly.
Although he was curious about what Qi Yuan was going to do, he was stopped by his companion Brother Liang, who ruthlessly mocked him, "If you want to die, just say so. You dare to watch a battle between high-level ability users?"
As it turned out, listening to Brother Liang was indeed the right choice.
Even from this distance, they could feel the invisible ripples. Where the ripples swept, space distorted for an instant, but nothing seemed to happen...?
"Huh?"
Fatty scratched his head, wondering what was going on.
He reflexively looked towards his companion's position and saw Brother Liang's gaze fixed on a certain spot. He followed the direction of his gaze.
Half a body... the upper body above the waist completely gone...
The lower half of the body was still moving. A... a zombie!
Fatty's face turned pale in an instant, and then he saw the lower half of the body suddenly sit up, with the upper half sitting up through the wall.
It turned out that the body had never been separated; the wall had just blocked the view of the upper half...
But wait! Since when could walls be passed through?!
"Have we become spectral images? Or has the illusion become spectral?"
Brother Liang reached out to test, his hand easily passing through the wall. Things they could see but not touch - based on the ripples from earlier, he deduced that some kind of change had occurred to them.
Fatty wanted to ask something more, but an invisible force struck again...
They fell into an irresistible sleep.
...
The organization hadn't yet come into being, so of course, the news couldn't be leaked.
Humans were in reality, while monsters and avatars were in the illusion. Even if all hell broke loose in the illusion, it wouldn't affect them.
After clearing the scene, Qi Yuan brought his attention back.
For this group of trembling monsters before him, he wanted to inject a bit of vitality, like a tiny glimmer of hope, as small as the gesture of losing the Korean market.
"Now, let's announce the rules of this playground."
As he spoke, five avatars slowly stepped forward.
"There's only one rule: only one side can survive - either my new subordinates or you."
Qi Yuan's face showed a regretful expression, "I originally wanted to let you fight each other, but unfortunately, you're bound together by a contract."
The monsters stirred restlessly, their expressions becoming strange and distorted. Their mouths opened and closed as if they had something inappropriate to say.
After exchanging glances, the monsters "crowded around" the contract monster, seemingly pushing it forward as their representative for talks.
"I hope you won't ask boring questions, right?"
"If my subordinates weren't coincidentally SS-rank, and if I didn't need useless individuals, you wouldn't even have the chance to participate in this game."
With that, Qi Yuan's main body stepped back and sat down in a chair in the playground, leaving the battlefield open.
The implication was clear - he refused to answer their questions.
The monsters now understood that even if this was a one-sided agreement, they had to sign it if they wanted to live.
At the same time, the information Qi Yuan revealed gave them hope.
Together, they had over a dozen SS-rank monsters, while the opposite side only had five people. As long as the dealer didn't go back on his word, they had a good chance of winning this game.
Now, the monsters found themselves praying that Qi Yuan was one of their kind, and that at least the victor would be allowed to live.
But they didn't dare to be careless, because they couldn't for the life of them understand why the humans on the other side were desperate enough to become subordinates of that perverted human.
The possibility of perverts serving a pervert was very high.
After Qi Yuan vacated his position, both sides tacitly refrained from making a move. Instead, they widened the distance between them to avoid affecting Qi Yuan, before beginning to test each other.
The monsters knew that trying to harm Qi Yuan was a pipe dream. If they accidentally affected him, it would be their own lives at stake.
"Come at us together, all of you!"
One of the avatars, standing at nearly two meters tall, threw off his cloak onto the ground, revealing a bald head. Like the others, he wore a mask on his face. With his tiger-like back and bear-like waist, his muscular build made him look like a stone tower, sturdy and rugged.
In short, he was a big guy who looked like he could pack a punch.
"The master is too merciful to us."
This avatar cracked his neck and grinned cruelly, "Let me introduce myself first. My ability is Punishment. I hope you can hold out until I open my domain."
The monsters: We knew it!!!
The subordinates of a pervert are indeed perverts!
The man's aura pressed down like a mountain, and there were four others just like him. The monsters felt the situation taking a sharp turn for the worse.
A cold female voice rang out, "Don't speak nonsense in front of the master."
"Haha, what's it to you?"
The bald avatar laughed mockingly in the direction of the female avatar.
Although the mask concealed his expression, his voice conveyed his emotions, and the bald avatar didn't bother to hide them.
Another avatar calmly said, "...You're describing my ability."
Judging from his voice, this was a man in his twenties or thirties.
The arrogant bald avatar paused upon hearing this, "Your ability is a perfect match for mine. We're partners, you won't be so petty, right?"
"...His ability is Living Creatures," that avatar didn't answer the bald one's question, instead turning to the monsters and saying, "You can kill him now, I won't help him."
The monsters looked at each other in bewilderment. They suspected that if it weren't for an even more perverted person supervising, the people on the other side would be fighting among themselves.
However, discord among the opposition was good news for them, though they weren't sure if it was genuine or just an act.
"Listen to this old man's advice, don't fight among yourselves just yet."
The elder under the black robe let out a long sigh, "There are many misconceptions here that need to be corrected. It's not too late to fight after we deal with them."
"Let Little Black eat them all."
The last avatar spoke coldly, using childish words.
While these avatars hadn't broken character, Qi Yuan himself had. He slapped his forehead.
The last setting was supposed to be a child, but this body type was too easy to distinguish. For this operation, he hadn't transformed into a child, resulting in a jarring inconsistency.
As for that bald man, if it weren't for the need to reveal information more reasonably, the World Salvation Organization's character design wouldn't be so questionable - at least, they shouldn't look like villains.
Fortunately, he could use illusions to cover up his slip.
It was a pity that the avatars couldn't use telepathy to gain experience cards or receive them. Otherwise, he wouldn't need to sit here in person.
He had thought about sending an avatar to San Zhu's place earlier, to make a phone call when needed and have the avatar go in to swipe the card, but his fantasy had failed.
Qi Yuan's main body ignored the hardworking avatars, injecting power into them through the illusion, irresponsibly slacking off.
Intimidated by the avatars' aura, the monsters all deployed their domains, causing various strange phenomena to appear in the illusion.
These domains made the five avatars look tiny in comparison, yet the domain owners didn't dare underestimate these small existences.
It looked like elephants fearing ants, making the scene rather comical.