Chapter 528

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Chapter 528: Proclaiming My Name!

Mu Ling returned home.

Of course, it wasn’t her old home in Tatsumi City, but her new home in Giant Hive.

Her old home was now empty. Tatsumi City had become the headquarters of the Imperial Guards, and staying there was incredibly unsafe.

The new home in Giant Hive was a Mu family estate built to resemble Tatsumi City in every way. However, despite its appearance, it never quite felt like home to Mu Ling.

The first reason for this was Mu Ling’s extraordinary perception. Even the smallest differences could be keenly sensed by her. Though the two homes seemed identical, there were thousands of subtle differences that made her feel the distinction.

The second reason was deeper. In her heart, she always considered Tatsumi City her true home. Perhaps, one day, she would return there.

But for now, the Savior needed her in the beehive. If they wished for her to leave Tatsumi City and take care of herself, there was no need to insist on staying there.

If the Savior wanted her to remain in this city forever, then she would.

“Miss… You have changed a lot.”

Huo Xin, dressed in a suit, had arrived nearby. He bowed slowly, remaining silent for a moment before gently speaking.

“It seems like another great battle awaits. You must be weary from your efforts.”

The girl with white hair turned around and said,

“No, those were things I should have done… and, in fact, this time, I didn’t put in much effort. I was almost like a bystander.”

As she spoke, Mu Ling’s emotions felt helpless, but deep inside, she secretly made up her mind:

The battlefield next time would certainly be her stage. She would no longer just watch from the sidelines.

“Oh, I understand now!” Huo Xin smiled softly, his tone comforting. “But I believe you must be very tired too. You must be weary in your heart… Do you need some coffee?”

“Um, thank you.”

Mu Ling smiled and nodded.

Before leaving, Huo Xin hesitated, then said, “Miss, I’m not sure if it’s just my imagination, but… you seem different.”

Has she changed?

Mu Ling stayed silent, but the truth was, she had undergone profound changes—greater than ever before. There was now the possibility of becoming a god.

Huo Xin seemed reluctant to continue the conversation, but couldn’t help but ask, “What exactly did you go through just now? Did you lose all your powers? But please rest assured, the Savior of Babel Tower will never abandon you. Don’t be sad, and don’t be discouraged.”

“Hmm? Losing power… Why do you feel this way?”

Mu Ling was surprised.

Huo Xin froze, wondering if he had made a mistake.

“As a werewolf, my senses are incredibly sharp. I can tell the difference between ordinary humans and extraordinary beings, and I can sense the strength of an extraordinary individual.”

“Once upon a time, you had a very strong presence before me. It sometimes left me breathless.”

His expression grew strange, and after a pause, he added, “The way you make me feel now is completely like an ordinary person—an ordinary girl without any extraordinary abilities.”

“I see,” Mu Ling smiled again, shaking her head. “It’s not like that, Huo Xin.”

“Now, I am the most reliable blade in the hands of the Savior.”

She blinked in surprise, sensing that a miracle was about to happen.

Golden rain began to descend from the sky, the powerful force of Mini Heaven. One by one, the souls of those who had perished in countless battles returned from the realm of death.

Resurrecting mortals was effortless for the Savior of Babel Tower.

The Battle of the Beehive had caused countless casualties. People were immersed in unbearable sorrow, trapped in a tragedy that was almost beyond imagination.

Now, emotions fluctuated from one moment to the next, with joy and sorrow intertwined.

And at this moment, the people who had once feared and felt confusion toward Babel Tower could no longer resist the admiration for the great Savior. Their hearts were filled with joy and gratitude for the miracles He had performed.

The resurrection of loved ones brought ecstasy to everyone, and there was a mysterious force quietly fueling the excitement. The entire city could not help but shout and cheer His name, as if a roaring tsunami were washing over them.

“Savior!”

“Savior!”

“Savior!”

For reasons she couldn’t fully comprehend, Mu Ling’s heart swelled with immense joy upon sensing the adoration from the crowd. It overpowered her emotions completely.

And they lived happily ever after.

At that moment, Mu Ling suddenly realized something.

The power of Babel Tower was about to descend.

A few seconds later, a dark mist began swirling from all directions.

As it turns out, Bai Yan was a profligate. The profligate was none other than Bai Yan!

Alan paced back and forth at home, his emotions mixed with excitement and frustration. He had been searching for this person for a long time, only to realize that the person had been right in front of him.

“That person will definitely laugh at me in secret, definitely!”

He recalled the moments he had shared with the profligate, and dissatisfaction began to bubble up in his heart.

He was angry, but whenever that person thought about his unhappiness, they would probably secretly enjoy it. Even more annoying!

“When I find the chance, I’ll definitely give him a beating.”

Alan made up his mind.

Ai, sitting on the sofa in pajamas, looked at Alan with an elegant and stunning presence. Her tone was lazy and indifferent as she spoke:

“What on earth is the matter with you? As soon as you came back, you were pacing around like a rooster with scalded feet.”

“Sorry.”

Alan smiled brightly, realizing that he had been so caught up in thoughts about Bai Yan that he had forgotten to talk to his girlfriend.

Ai’s displeasure was evident on her face.

“You just got back after a fight, but your mind was on other things instead of cuddling with your girlfriend right away…”

“Are there other women?”

“No, Ai… I, I actually…”

Alan hesitated, then smiled. “I should have hugged you first… I knew it. You must have been worried about me.”

“Don’t talk nonsense. Who would worry about a guy like you? Gross.”

Ai’s face lifted slightly, full of disdain. Her gaze seemed to burn with scorn.

Alan, on the other hand, chuckled, only to suddenly realize something gross in his hand.

The gloves were blood-red, sticky, and squirming.

What is that! How disgusting!

Wait, that’s not disgusting… it’s the gift of the Savior? Well, putting it on is even worse, but since it’s the Savior’s gift, I can’t just throw it away.

Ai, only in pajamas, noticed that Alan’s attention had shifted away from her.

So annoying, this guy…

Just then, they heard the sound of a roaring tsunami from outside.

“Savior!”

“Savior!”

“Savior!”

Golden rain poured from the sky, and miraculously, everyone returned to life and reentered the present world.

“The Night Watchers of the Demon Hunt Agency must also possess such tremendous power if the Savior’s power has grown this strong!”

Alan, his face full of joy, stood amidst the black mist, trembling as he gradually vanished from sight.

Ai stood still for a moment, an unnoticed emotion flickering in her eyes—restless, perhaps aggrieved.

“Definitely, you must come back.”

“Grandpa!”

Old Mike sat in his home, staring blankly.

His granddaughter was right in front of him, alive and well, rushing into his embrace.

Old Mike felt as though everything that had just happened was like a distant memory from another world.

Were those things real or just a dream?

If everything he was experiencing right now was a dream, he hoped he would never wake up.

“Grandpa, what’s the matter with you?”

The granddaughter noticed something was wrong and furrowed her brow.

Old Mike continued to gaze blankly, his mind swirling with thoughts of anger and frustration. Life had always been unfair to him, and he had been forced by the Savior.

He had wanted to escape—leave everything behind, find happiness and peace of mind. But he was wrong.

He should have realized long ago that this war was endless, and the possibility of escaping the Savior was nearly zero. Anger wouldn’t solve anything.

The former self was a cold, terrifying hunter, never allowing emotions to interfere with his mission. Now, he had become a grumpy, empty old man, filled with escapism.

It was time to face the truth.

Settle your attitude and face it.

“I’m fine.”

Old Mike sighed. “I’ve always felt deeply uneasy about the future—the fate I can never control. The weakness and emptiness inside me have nearly consumed me.”

“I was indeed so weak.”

His granddaughter didn’t understand.

“Savior!”

“Savior!”

“Savior!”

Old Mike turned his head to look outside.

Golden rain fell from the sky, with souls returning to life one after another. It wasn’t Ring City anymore, but the Giant Hive.

The crowd chanted the Savior’s name.

Soon, black mist enveloped the surroundings.

He took a deep breath, feeling no resistance in his heart.

“Savior, I will no longer run away. Come, tell me about the new challenge.”