I'm the Mysterious Leader of the Salvation Organization

Chapter 508:

Chapter 508:

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Amy felt like she was going through a nightmare.

In an instant, all the different parts of the Giant Hive became jumbled and scattered randomly across various dimensions.

She arrived in a special dimension where the ground simply didn’t exist.

All the buildings were crumbling apart, floating in the sky.

Amy hadn’t even realized what was happening when the wheelchair automatically switched into flight mode, lifting her up.

In the next moment, Amy thought she found herself in…

A nightmare.

In the sky, someone fell down.

She instinctively wanted to catch the people, using her abilities to control nearby electronic devices, decisively rescuing them.

She saved one, two, three…

Ten, a hundred.

Countless people were wailing as they plummeted from the sky!

"Ah!"

Amy was completely helpless, only able to watch as this scene unfolded. Thousands of people were crashing onto the shattered buildings, becoming a gruesome mess of flesh and debris.

It felt as if a rain of blood, named Death, descended upon them.

Why did it have to be this way!

Amy feels the pain of others, unable to accept everything happening before her eyes. In that moment, she even considered the idea of erasing this memory.

But she endured and continued to listen, to see.

The screams, wails, and despair of people on the brink of death flooded into Amy’s mind.

This was the war of the demigods.

Apocalypses are super weapons walking among humans. With just one random clash, one attack, one bout of fury, they could easily cause the deaths of thousands of people.

However, something like this rarely happened before, so I couldn’t face this fact just yet.

"Calm down."

She knew that she had to accept the facts and use them as a wake-up call.

"It’s just death, the soul remains, and they will simply go through reincarnation once again…"

Amy took a deep breath.

She actually understood that neither Babel Tower nor herself could save everyone.

But even so, deep inside, she still felt uncomfortable.

Gradually, the sound became softer.

In the end, Amy, using her own strength, managed to save thousands of people and successfully settled them in a building. Those people were still in a state of panic and had not yet recovered.

But when some of them finally regained their composure, amidst their sobs and astonishment, they still expressed gratitude towards Amy.

"Sorry."

Amy, however, looked downcast, expressing her guilt for not being able to save every single person.

Shortly after, she learned the whole situation from the voice of the Savior.

The instructions Amy received from the Savior were to stay here temporarily and take care of ordinary people.

She obediently followed the orders and simultaneously began to reach out to the Omnic in the current dimension on a large scale.

Those Omnic won’t die from falling. She learned that there were probably several hundred Omnic who had also arrived in this dimension, so she gave the order for them to come and gather.

After a while, the Omnic flew over, accompanied by the grim-looking "Fist of Duel."

Ganis was feeling very upset.

All of the people around him suddenly vanished, and he found himself in a completely unfamiliar place, then dropped from the sky.

Of course, Ganis was perfectly fine.

But he didn’t know if his fellow tribesmen had survived as well.

If it weren’t for the timely arrival of the Savior’s voice, Ganis would have felt a little lost.

When Ganis saw Amy and the others, he nodded at Amy and said, "Don’t be discouraged, things shouldn’t be beyond redemption yet. Even if there are casualties, the Savior will definitely guide us to the end."

He said this to boost his own morale.

On his way there, Ganis also saw many blurry flesh and blood scattered on the broken buildings.

Ganis felt dizzy at the thought that his sister might also end up like this, but he mustered all his strength to push through.

After some time had passed, Old Mike was brought over too.

His emotions were very unstable.

"What’s going on? Why is this happening? What about my granddaughter? What happened to her? Where is the Savior? Why did someone come and not even let out a fart!"

Old Mike angrily transformed his arms into firearms. If it weren’t for Amy’s presence, easily able to distract him, he might have ended up shooting a few innocent people in a fit of rage.

Amy and Ganis were speechless, they both knew that the only thing that mattered to Old Mike in life was his granddaughter.

And that was everything to the old man.

In reality, they were also very worried about their older brother and younger sister.

Amy looked up at the sky, feeling very confused. Here, she couldn’t do anything, not even see her enemies.

The entire situation would not change at all because of them, no matter how angry Old Mike was. At this very moment, he was just furious and powerless.

"When will all of this finally return to normal?"

Just then, Amy furrowed her brow.

She received a warning through the Omnic, revealing that several immensely powerful energy sources were rapidly approaching from afar.

One, two, three…

Amy was extremely stunned.

The three rapidly approaching figures were all powerful Apocalypse warriors!

—

Maryse felt an overwhelming sense of fear.

At that moment, she was compelled to follow alongside Mr. Xia.

Mr. Xia’s face remained calm and still, without uttering a word, as if he possessed some unseen force that swept her away, carrying her swiftly through the air.

"How much do you know about the Savior of the Babel Tower?"

He suddenly asked a question, which startled Maryse.

"I…I…"

Maryse hesitated for a moment, wondering if she should say something, to protect herself, maybe?

But is it not too good this way?

"Mr. Xia" didn’t even turn his head and spoke while moving alongside her without physical contact. He said, "You can choose not to speak, but I can shatter your soul and analyze your memories bit by bit."

That’s it?

Maryse snorted.

She almost burst out laughing and fell to her knees in front of the other person.

"I say, I say, I say it all, the big boss of Babel Tower is the Savior, who appears to be a mysterious figure wearing a black robe. He said that we all have the potential to save World, and claims that his goal is to save World. How could that be possible? I conservatively estimate that he is a fool… Mr. World, I have always admired you. I even bought posters, merchandise, and theme songs of yours, and filled a whole room with them. Really, everything I say is true…"

Maryse talked for a long time but seeing no response from the other person, she took it a step further and said persuasively:

"Anyway, just don’t kill me, Mr. World. I’m just a little girl, my fighting ability doesn’t affect the outcome of the battle at all. So, why don’t you consider me as a fart and let me go!"

Mr. Xia shook his head and said, "I will not let you go… Profligate seems to care a lot about you. I want to see something interesting."

Maryse listened attentively and squinted her eyes, smiling slightly. "Oh, does he really care about me? You can tell these things so easily, it’s so obvious! Haha!"

Mr. Xia shook his head, not answering, and continued speaking:

"Profligate is the strongest among all of you. The Savior of Babel Tower evidently cannot directly interfere with World. As long as I can remove this toughest nail, the outcome will be determined."

Maryse felt a tightness in her heart, a feeling that she couldn’t quite explain.

Mr. Xia’s tone was calm but carried a threatening air of death. "In the end, I will crush the soul of each and every one of you, so that the so-called Savior will not be able to resurrect you. Rest assured."

His statement was frightening, and Maryse understood that this guy was definitely serious.

This man wanted to completely destroy the Babel Tower.

"Don’t touch him, and don’t touch anyone else at the Babel Tower."

Maryse’s voice was filled with anger.

Mr. Xia suddenly stopped and turned around.

Maryse stood frozen.

Looking at the man’s face, she found a pair of seemingly empty, completely lifeless jet-black eyes.

He said, "You are very angry, but as ordinary beings, you cannot easily control negative emotions. That is a skill possessed by demons."

"No! Don’t underestimate me! Anger can give me power!"

Suddenly, Mr. Xia noticed a slight turbulence in the power that had enveloped Maryse.

"It’s not possible," he exclaimed.

The half-elf girl before him was indeed stronger than the average lower-ranked Apocalypse. She would likely hold her own against a middle-ranked Apocalypse as well, but the disparity between them was evident.

How could she possibly have a chance to break free from his control?

Mr. Xia furrowed his brow.

"Don’t try to trap me anymore, ah ah ah ah ah!"

Maryse shouted in anger, her heart already knowing that pleading was useless. The person in front of her was just like her father.

This person admires strength and power, thinking that others are merely pawns. They believe that they alone can control everything and represent what they call the bigger picture.

To gain more benefits, they always have many lofty reasons and are willing to do whatever it takes to hurt others.

They only cared about themselves.

"I will kill you here!"

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