Chapter 393
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Chapter 393: The Meeting at Babel Tower
Kaluoer stood in silence for a long time, her eyes fixed on the lifeless body lying on the ground. She reached out with her hand and gently traced the cracks in its surface, only to notice that they were slowly healing.
“Strange… Isn’t this a body?” she muttered under her breath, her mind lost in thought.
She shook her head in confusion, unable to make sense of it, and turned back toward the bedroom. Inside, Huang Feng’s wife lay asleep, a serene smile on her face.
For reasons she couldn’t fully grasp, a peculiar emotion stirred within Kaluoer’s heart.
“I’m sorry…” she whispered, though she couldn’t understand why she felt the need to apologize.
She paused, her thoughts spiraling. Something within her had shifted, something fundamental.
The master had taught her… what it truly meant to be a “person.”
Though Kaluoer was not fully human, but rather a half-beast, it was common for her to refer to herself as “人” (person) in everyday interactions.
“When you find joy within yourself, that is when you are truly alive,” the master had once said.
“When you understand the emotions of others, you reclaim your humanity.”
The new Babel Tower meeting had begun, and people from various worlds had gathered in a grand palace made entirely of sparkling crystal. Musicians, their instruments held at the ready, stood silently at the palace’s edges.
The members of Babel Tower were present, each one taking turns to report to the Savior, seated upon the Crystal Throne.
“On the Continent of Zeuo, the Decaying Disaster that once ravaged the land is gradually being resolved. The snow, which once sealed the mountains, is slowly being cleared, though our progress remains slow,” the blonde-haired female knight reported, kneeling before the Savior.
Aurora, with her noble head bowed, felt nothing but unwavering loyalty for the great Savior of Babel Tower. He had given her hope and had saved the world she had longed to protect.
It was His power that allowed her to envision a future where the people of Zeuo could resist the mighty Tylors. Without Him, she would have been filled only with despair.
Everything was a gift from the Savior.
As a saint of the Heavenly God Church, Aurora had once pledged to dedicate herself entirely to the Light God. Yet, now she knew her vows had to be altered.
Her body and soul now belonged entirely to the Savior of Babel Tower.
Any other way to repay Him seemed impossible.
He was a deity striving to save countless worlds. She felt so small in comparison.
Perhaps her desire to repay Him was just wishful thinking—like an ant pledging to serve humanity, only to be met with mockery.
In her heart, Aurora believed that the Light God was a forgiving deity… and she was certain that He would forgive and accept the choices she made today.
“The Savior of Babel Tower, you have saved my world.”
Aurora took a deep breath, her face resolute as she swore her loyalty.
“I, Aurora, will lead the Knights of the Sacred Heart to forever be loyal to you. From this moment on, we will be your sharp sword, your sturdy shield. Whether your enemies are humans, monsters, evil gods, or outsiders, we will stand by you and eliminate any threat to your safety.”
Bai Yan listened attentively to her words, and without hesitation, he responded:
[I accept your loyalty.]
He didn’t need to look to know that Aurora had become the second core member of Babel Tower, her loyalty now a powerful force, at level nine.
From that day forward, Aurora would serve as the knight of the Savior.
The rest of Babel Tower observed in silence, each person feeling a different emotion.
Mu Ling felt happiness in her heart, knowing that the great Savior had gained a new blade.
Babel Tower’s grand mission had taken a step forward.
Though it was a small step, to her, it held immense significance.
As for Maryse, the Scarlet Moon, and Old Mike, the three of them shared a moment of quiet discomfort. They couldn’t help but feel uneasy about the loyalty displayed in front of them.
That Savior, huh…
Maryse and Scarlet Moon had their share of criticisms—remembering how they had been forcibly brought into Babel Tower and controlled by the Savior.
Yet, in truth, both had become aligned with Babel Tower’s ideals. If given the choice, they would stay.
Old Mike, however, had no such attachment. He wasn’t interested in staying or pledging allegiance to some sudden Savior. He only wanted to retire, uninterested in power or saving worlds.
“The Rock Morgan group has sniffed out some traces of the Omnic… possibly due to the secret outing of number thirteen,” Bai Yan’s voice broke through the silence.
“They’ve dealt with their first group of dogs, but the Rock Morgan group will never give up easily. I know them well.”
Amy, seated in a wheelchair, approached next and began to share her findings from Ring City.
The Rock Morgan group had clear intentions—they would continue their relentless pursuit.
“I have punished Number Thirteen… and from now on, we must be even more cautious. We can’t let Rock Morgan discover us. I promise you.”
“Please, don’t punish Number Thirteen anymore,” she pleaded.
[I have now discovered.]
Bai Yan’s response was calm, as he trusted Amy’s abilities. She had many thoughts in her mind, especially concerning the creation of races within the virtual world.
Having created the Omnic, she now wondered whether she should create new races.
Her initial question was about seeking guidance from the Savior of Babel Tower, but she quickly realized that repeatedly questioning such matters might not be the best approach.
For the Savior, creating a new race seemed like a trivial task, given the already created Omnic.
“There are only a few dozen days left until the next Doomsday Crisis…” Amy sighed deeply.
To achieve Babel Tower’s ambitious goals—and to protect the innocent of the world—she needed more power.
The next to step forward was Old Mike.
He had mixed feelings. Though he kept his dissatisfaction with the Savior hidden, he couldn’t help but voice his concerns.
“I’ve finished my investigation, and now I plan to take action against the Siskin… But I am only one person, and I can’t protect my family at the same time.”
He took a deep breath. “I hope that Babel Tower will protect my family.”
Though Old Mike didn’t need to say it—he knew Babel Tower would protect his family regardless—it still weighed on him.
Too much concern led to doubt.
[I have come to understand.]
Bai Yan replied, promising protection for all the Core Operators’ families.
This was the foundation of Babel Tower: ensuring the safety of its members and maintaining the trust that bound them together.
Old Mike nodded, turned away, and left.
Kaluoer, Hidden Azure, also approached.
“Dear Savior, I have found some clues about what happened earlier…” she began, her voice calm but her expression unreadable.
She recounted the strange events from the previous night—details that none had ever encountered before, including a dark, sticky liquid.
Bai Yan listened intently, his expression unreadable. The others, too, exchanged glances, unsure what to make of it.
What was that black substance? None of them had ever heard of it before.
The slime’s “face” seemed to ask the same question: “(•_•)?”
Alan’s expression grew grave.
The Night Watchers from the Demon Hunt General Agency were numerous, and he had just arrived, unaware of Huang Feng.
Yet, as fellow Night Watchers, they understood each other’s struggles.
“Drat!” Alan muttered.
After a moment, Bai Yan conveyed the will of the “Savior” gently: [“You didn’t do anything wrong.”]
Kaluoer remained silent, her heart conflicted. She had been wondering whether it was right to banish the fake “Huang Feng.” That woman must have suffered greatly.
“Is there any hope left…?” Kaluoer asked, a question she had never posed before.
If Huang Feng was nothing but a shell now, could there still be a chance to save him?
In the past, this question would have seemed meaningless to her. But now, she had changed.
Bai Yan, though, had no answers. He had no idea what the black sticky substance was or what was truly happening with the possessed body.
But as the Savior of Babel Tower, he couldn’t simply say, “I don’t know.”
Instead, he offered a more emotionally intelligent response.
[In the long river of time, countless coincidences can turn into inevitabilities, and all outcomes are possible.]
Kaluoer stayed silent, her expression softening.
“I understand… Thank you, Respected Savior.”
Bai Yan didn’t know what Kaluoer had understood, but it was enough. The challenge had passed.
Scarlet Moon, who had been deep in thought, spoke up next.
“I remember the Demon Hunt Agency in Tatsumi City. They’ve been around for over a hundred years, but now they’ve vanished, and the few survivors joined the Demon Hunt General Agency.”
She paused, recalling a past battle she had fought against The Cursed String Music.
“If I ever meet that man again, I’ll break his legs,” she muttered with a smile.
Alan, rubbing his forehead, added, “The ‘possession’ within the Demon Hunt General Agency was kept secret… I didn’t know about it until now.”
Bai Yan’s attention sharpened.
The Leaf King’s strategist had
said something similar.
There was clearly an important
reason for the secrecy, but Bai
Yan couldn’t yet understand
why.
Mu Ling spoke next, her voice
steady.
“I’m following a replaced Night
Watcher now. He looks
exactly like the original… I
didn’t attack, nor was I
discovered.”
She revealed the black charm
she had found, which seemed
to hold a connection to the
ultimate truth.
Kaluoer silently observed,
reflecting on her own
approach. Had she been too
hasty in her investigation?
Mu Ling, however, was calm
and determined.
“I will investigate this matter
thoroughly… and I won’t let evil
hide in Tatsumi City.”
She was dedicated to her
hometown. For Mu Ling and
Alan, they were the ones who
truly wanted to unravel the
mystery of the black liquid
creatures.
[Please continue your efforts,
everyone.]
Bai Yan’s voice was calm, a
reminder of the task at hand.
And with that, the Babel Tower
meeting drew to a close.
After sending the Core
Operators back to the real
world, Bai Yan used his
incarnation powers to send
another “Bai Yan” to Tatsumi
City.
This investigation into the
“body snatching” was too
important. Bai Yan had
decided to personally
intervene.
