Chapter 327
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Chapter 327: A New Grand Event!
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One of Bai Yan’s two innate powers, activate!
In a flash, numerous fragments from Ruler’s past life appeared before Bai Yan.
As time passed, Bai Yan witnessed many things—countless pieces of content and secrets.
At the same time, he used his psychic powers to delve deeper into the other person’s heart, seeking out valuable information.
In the blink of an eye, Ruler was stripped of all secrets.
Bai Yan calmly stated, “Now, I even know about the time you secretly had a crush on your big sister when you were little.”
After a long pause, Bai Yan finished his examination—completely devouring the other person’s heart in the process.
“To be honest, I prefer using this move on females…”
Then, silver flames flickered in Bai Yan’s eyes.
Game!
Digital World.
At that very moment, vast amounts of digitized information about the Ruler Saint appeared in the real world.
Of course, only Bai Yan could see it.
“An Uninvolved Person:”
“Title: The Dark Light Ruler”
“Gender: Male”
“Plane: Formation Realm”
“Level: Crown (Ruling)”
“Race: Dragon Descendant”
“Milestone: Guardians and Saints”
“Primary Attributes:”
“Physical Strength: 121 (an incredibly powerful body, far surpassing ordinary humans)”
“Inspiration: 214 (a more powerful inspiration than physical strength)”
“Tip: 118 (excellent at manipulating the power of dark light)”
“Secondary Attributes:”
“Charm: 7 (handsome appearance and a natural aura as a dragon descendant)”
“Loyalty: 0 (clear that you are enemies)”
“Feeling: 2 (inevitable distress after being defeated and humiliated by enemies)”
“Trait: Dream of a Hero”
Bai Yan carefully read through the detailed descriptions below and gained a comprehensive understanding of the Ruler Saint.
Bai Yan gently shook his head as he studied the man’s face, which appeared completely human.
“Doesn’t seem like a descendant of dragons at all… Did they use their abilities to hide their true appearance?”
Turning around, Bai Yan’s figure gradually faded away in the rain, though his voice lingered:
“Since you were deceived by Him, I will not kill you.”
Bai Yan understood this was necessary, as the Divine Executor would have a difficult time if Ruler were killed now.
“I’ll leave you with your promise. Rescue the people here.”
With “Keeper of Secrets” Bai Yan completely gone, Ruler regained consciousness.
How powerful!
Ruler took a deep breath amidst the rain.
“What is this creature? It can’t fight back at all, completely subdued and helpless.”
“Keeper of Secrets.”
The members of the Babel Tower.
His power was beyond what anyone could have imagined, leaving Ruler deeply amazed.
Ruler, still kneeling, held his forehead and murmured, “Even Big Brother might not be his match… Maybe the three of us need to join forces for a chance…”
He looked around, and as the Keeper of Secrets had said, the atmosphere on this street was strange.
“We need to explore here as well.”
While it was more important to eliminate the evil spoken of by the oracle than to save the people, Ruler would not abandon those in need.
He always dreamed of becoming a great hero.
These seemingly insignificant actions might later contribute to his “story” and “legend.”
Fifteen minutes later.
Judgement and Executioner, two holy saints, arrived at the scene.
However, they found no trace of Babel Tower members, only many strange beings lying unconscious on the ground.
These beings had purple skin and were in a state of unconsciousness.
Both Judgement and Executioner frowned.
Ruler stood among them and addressed his two brothers:
“I just encountered the ‘Keeper of Secrets’ at the Babel Tower… but I was quickly defeated. Before fleeing, he told me something. The people here are being influenced by something… It seems to be the power of a cursed spell.”
Executioner spoke coldly, “Ruler, instead of worrying about helping the common people here, you should focus on fulfilling the prophecy. Why aren’t you chasing after it?”
“I understand,” sighed Ruler. “But he had me completely in his grasp. Even if I were to chase him, it would be futile… meaningless.”
“Hmm, let’s inform the church to take these people away. But be cautious, they may be affiliated with Babel Tower,” Judgement shook his head gently and looked at Ruler. “When faced with an unbeatable enemy, sometimes it’s wise to temporarily surrender. Your actions weren’t wrong, but let me tell you a story.”
Ruler nodded silently.
Judgement began, “Several hundred years ago, there was a saint tasked with fulfilling the prophecy of the Savior. He was instructed to kill a young girl. But when he found her, he realized she was no sinner or slave. She was an ordinary civilian, faithful to the Savior, kind-hearted, and just.”
Judgement paused, then continued:
“Noah felt sorry and decided not to kill her. Instead, he took her away from the world of Noah and raised her…”
“But when the girl grew up, a tragedy occurred. A power belonging to the Outer God surged within her. Despite her goodness, this power caused the saint who raised her and thousands of others to die instantly.”
Judgement sighed deeply, saying, “Since then, we have never been able to find her. In the centuries that followed, the number of innocent lives lost is beyond count… unimaginable.”
“For the Savior’s divine decree, we must obey immediately, even if it means sacrificing everything… We are mere mortals, and our decisions can never match the wisdom of the gods.”
Suddenly, Judgement exuded a strong aura of killing intent.
Ruler stood frozen in astonishment.
He understood why his older brother had shared this story.
Because in his recent tone, Ruler had subconsciously doubted that Babel Tower could be a righteous force.
This behavior could be seen as questioning God.
Judgement’s tone became indifferent:
“Do you understand?”
“For those who are truly innocent, never doubt the commands given by Him.”
The Tulip Manor.
Bai Yan sat calmly in the study, quietly reflecting on cause and effect.
He had gained useful information from Ruler and learned about Dead Silence’s specific goals.
The new “Ritual of Tranquility.”
A story from seventy years ago. It was the Ritual of Tranquility that Dead Silence, the leader, presided over in silence, and Ruler successfully judged. The entire city fell into complete silence during the magnificent ceremony.
The projection of the Outer God descended.
All living creatures were taken by the arriving Peaceful Songstress, leaving only Silence.
From that day forward, the mysterious and powerful leader became even more formidable.
In Dead Silence’s realm, there were no saints.
To this day, the Peaceful Songstress has yet to choose anyone as her saint.
This might be connected to the divine nature.
Under Silence’s reign, there were seven high priests, each wielding significant power. Among them, the most powerful was the “Evil Spirit.”
He was regarded as Silence’s successor.
The special power he wielded was called “Magnitude.”
This power was not limited to physical size but encompassed length, distance, strength, and even age. The Evil Spirit had the ability to interfere with these aspects.
This eerie power made him extremely difficult to deal with, often proving insurmountable.
But within Dead Silence’s realm, only these two individuals possessed the extraordinary powers of the Apocalypse level.
The Apocalypse level belonged to the ranks of the top experts. Even within Noah’s notorious evil cult, only two individuals held such power.
How many extraordinary Apocalypse-level individuals exist in Noah’s world?
Bai Yan wasn’t sure.
Cola suddenly made a sound outside the door, then dashed in and jumped onto Bai Yan’s shoulder.
“Meow!”
Bai Yan turned his head, sensing that this mysterious cat knew something, but it would never speak.
The cat squinted, wearing an oddly joyful expression.
He always felt that this smile was rather unsettling.
“What are you laughing at?”
Bai Yan suddenly reached out and grabbed the cat, ignoring its struggles and giving it a few firm pats on the back.
There was no particular reason—he simply found the sight of it displeasing.
After Bai Yan released it, Cola scurried away, meowing loudly in protest.
“Hmm, lately, no one dares to approach me.”
Bai Yan smiled with pride.
Just then, inside the Babel Tower, the incarnation received a long-awaited game clue.
He had arrived.
Inside the Babel Tower, Bai Yan picked up his phone and glanced at it.
“A grand new event has begun!”
“Dark Night Lost City!”
