Audience Immersive Experience

Wu Zhenhua blocked the collapsing ruins of buildings that crumbled as the giant beast moved. The advantage of his enormous form was that every action was not to be underestimated.

Feeling something rush past beneath his feet, he couldn't help but mutter, "It's too dangerous here."

Wu Zhenhua finally understood why the members of those two mysterious organizations had them come to protect the people of Duoheluo Country. Even the tremors and shockwaves caused by the battle's aftermath posed a mortal danger to fragile ordinary humans.

He felt that if the two sides kept fighting for much longer, this place would likely be razed to the ground.

"We need to search our assigned area quickly," Qi Yunzheng suddenly blurted out. "Their probing is almost over."

Wu Zhenhua was surprised, but managed to grasp the key point: "Probing?"

If this was just a simple probe between the two sides, this area was already nearly gone. If they really started fighting... he dared not imagine.

"Mm," Qi Yunzheng said seriously. "The mysterious organization is buying us time to save people, and the masked men probably have a similar idea, cooperating with them."

"The mysterious organization I can understand, but what's with the masked men?"

Qi Yunzheng glanced at the people behind them. Their reactions were extremely intense, completely unlike the numb humans they had encountered before, each showing their own extreme behavior.

Some were terrified to the point of nearly fainting;

Some wept with joy after being rescued, still unable to stop;

Some appeared calm like ordinary people, but as soon as they stopped moving, they immediately began praying and spreading their faith to those around them;

Some had a crazed look, craving powerful strength, constantly picking up makeshift weapons from the floor...

At first glance, it seemed like a microcosm of human nature, but where in the world were there so many people with emotions so intense they could ignore their dangerous surroundings?

He speculated that these humans were on the edge of being twisted and transformed by the monsters.

The masked men wanted to wait for the monster to advance, while the mysterious organization didn't want to wait, so he deduced that a real battle was about to erupt.

Fortunately, due to the language barrier, Qi Yunzheng had no qualms about discussing matters in front of these humans, and he roughly informed Wu Zhenhua of his speculations.

Wu Zhenhua stroked his stubbly chin, lost in thought.

This middle-aged man suddenly felt the urge to return to his hometown and farm, a subtle feeling lingering in his heart that he couldn't quite put into words.

If young people knew what he was feeling, they might sum it up simply as: the combat power is inflating too fast, it's unbelievable!

Unfortunately, reality had no game designers and was completely unreasonable. As if to confirm Qi Yunzheng's guess, the calm before the storm was approaching its end.

A faint buzzing noise filled their ears, and the grayish-blue mist grew thicker. Both the masked men and the mysterious organization had vanished without a trace...

Their gaze fixed on the distance, focusing on the only standing building—the royal palace of the Duoheluo Country capital.

"Boom—"

The much-watched palace did not disappoint, as a battle erupted. An invisible air beast opened its eyes and violently struck the palace...

The ground shook up and down, and an earthen snake rose from below, its long tail emerging from the ground. The tail, over ten meters thick, lashed towards the palace, forming a pincer attack with the beast.

Under these two forces, the palace shattered like a glass house, breaking into pieces.

The thick grayish-blue mist was dispersed by the impact, obscuring everyone's view...

Qi Yunzheng wasted no more time and rushed towards the area around the palace.

"What's that?"

As the dust settled, grayish-blue mist floated like ribbons, entangling a monster surrounded by several masked men...

His expression sharpened. No wonder they had only seen the High Priest of the masked men; it turned out quite a few had been sent to assist the monster.

If the woman in the video wasn't wrong, apart from the High Priest, most of the masked men were between S-level and SS-level. Perhaps he could find an opportunity to interrupt the masked men.

However...

Why hadn't this monster assisted the masked men yet, instead focusing on infecting reality on its own?

There must be something fishy going on.

"Found you."

The cloak on his body was without a single tear, showcasing its owner's ease up to this point.

The burly man they had only met once stood in midair, an invisible beast beneath his feet. Unlike his previous easygoing demeanor, his face was now full of killing intent.

Even though the Gumantong firmly believed in its teammates' fighting ability, it couldn't help but open its eyes, only to be met with an aura that chilled even monster bones. It shrank its short neck.

This... it would have been better if the old and young combo had come instead, it thought tearfully.

High Priest, save me!

As if answering its expectations, a red cloak fluttered in the wind, and the familiar masked man also hovered in the air.

"So what if you found me? Do you think you alone can get past me?" the High Priest said.

After speaking, the High Priest's gaze swept towards the Gumantong like a sharp sword. It trembled under the gaze and immediately seized the opportunity to advance to the next level.

The burly man's brows furrowed into a frown, but he didn't refute, seeming to acknowledge the High Priest's words. The two sides faced off, neither making a move.

The gathered SS-level ability users sweated nervously for the burly man, secretly anxious.

It wasn't difficult to find translation ability items throughout the country. From the moment they entered Duoheluo Country, they had been carrying them, so they naturally understood the dialogue between the two.

Every second delayed meant more progress for the Gumantong.

They gradually saw the crux of the matter: both sides were waiting for a third party to intervene, such as the missing member of the mysterious organization.

The burly man spoke first, breaking the silent standoff. "You're human too. Is it necessary to aid the tiger to harm humans?"

"That's a thing of the past," the High Priest replied.

As dragging things out was beneficial to them, the High Priest didn't mind speaking a bit more. "The almighty god has granted me eternal life. Humans, to me, are nothing more than mayflies that live slightly longer."

The eavesdropping crowd was stunned by this news, losing the ability to think. Their pupils contracted to pinpoints, and blood rushed to their brains.

God!

Eternal life!

The Five Major Countries had no shortage of special fusion domains, and they had many speculations about these domains. As time passed and research on monsters deepened, theology gradually rose and showed signs of becoming overwhelming.

There was no other reason; monsters were truly unscientific.

Not to mention other aspects, the desire of various countries' elites to live another 500 years had never ceased.

In the early days, as long as the research topic was about monsters not having an elderly form, it was easy to get approval for project proposals with similar research plans anywhere.

There were even quite a few scammers who took advantage of this to deceive people.

However, after pouring in large sums of money, it all came to nothing. Many scientists, after researching to the end, began to question life itself, throwing away their white coats and turning to faith instead.

The priest's conflicted expression was evident; believing in the Lord didn't mean he wanted the Lord to be alive...

These two weren't mutually exclusive. People always need some spiritual outlet; praying could relax his mind and stabilize his emotions.

In other words, he just needed an object of prayer.

A non-existent god is omnipotent and perfect, but a living god is no different from a powerful ability user. Humans need to revere It, need to pray that the god aligns with human interests.