Chapter 534
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Chapter 534: The Second Doomsday Crisis
Only a few hours remained until the Doomsday Crisis.
In theory, it should be that way.
But in World, things rarely unfold as expected.
Annottales.
“Why? Why? Why? Why? Why…”
In front of the Temple of Dark Light, an old man stood, his white hair flowing down to his shoulders. His eyes were a piercing red, his body trembling uncontrollably.
He appeared far from rational.
This was the Head of Dark Night.
Before the Incarnation of Dark Light emerged, he had been the ruler of the entire kingdom— the Divine Executor.
He had been the Master.
But now, the Head of Dark Night was no longer a master; he was a prisoner, a slave, and a sinner.
He couldn’t accept it.
Having been manipulated by the Savior of Babel Tower, the Head of Dark Night returned to Annottales, but his heart only grew more consumed by anger and torment.
Despair swallowed his soul, and he found himself unable to face the crushing reality.
Why had it come to this?
He had been the most devout believer in the Savior of Dark Light!
Why had everything turned so bleak?
Why couldn’t he even bring himself to die?
No!
Don’t do this!
I will not oppose the Savior of Dark Light!
Desperately, the Head of Dark Night took a step forward. He craved entry into the temple, yearning to reach the prayer room, to hear the divine oracle.
But only the Divine Executor could enter.
A barrier of Dark Light blocked his path.
He could go no further.
Why?
At that moment, the Head of Dark Night fell into complete madness.
He crumbled, despair overwhelming him.
Divine Executor!
Why him?
But not me!
“Oh no, oh no, oh no!”
The old man’s crimson eyes dulled, and black mud erupted from his body. It wasn’t dark light anymore, but something far more sinister—extending through the power of Dark Light…
The power of the Black Abyss Deep Sea.
In an instant, the Head of Dark Night’s soul was devoured and transformed.
Through the “connection” controlling his shackles, he vanished, for his target no longer existed.
It wasn’t just him.
All around World, fanatics of Dark Light began to erupt with black mud from within. It devoured their physical forms, transforming them into horrifying monstrosities.
This was happening everywhere.
The Doomsday Crisis had quietly begun, unnoticed by most.
Black Abyss Deep Sea.
The Black Abyss Deep Sea was one of the most dangerous beings among the Outer Gods. While other Outer Gods were formidable, their malice was often less direct than that of the Black Abyss.
He was an embodiment of fear, curse, despair, and pain. Every living creature feared the Black Abyss Deep Sea.
This Outer God longed for the emergence of more negative emotions, leaving destruction in its wake across countless worlds.
A fragment of the Black Abyss was sealed beneath Tatsumi City, but another part lingered in the depths of the abyss, worshipped by the Doomsday Race for ages.
For countless years, this great being had tried to break through into the World of Noah, seeking salvation.
All Outer Gods tried to enter the World of Noah, but a special seal, the Seal of the End, enveloped it.
This seal was not the Black Eagle Seal, but rather one forged with the Ultimate Witch as the sacrifice.
For six months, the Seal of the End had gradually loosened, allowing the influence of the Outer Gods to return to the land.
The Black Abyss Deep Sea wasn’t the first to strike, but it would certainly not be the last.
As the Black Abyss Deep Sea’s terrifying power slowly began to spread, people with ties to it started undergoing strange transformations.
Black sludge emerged from their bodies, devouring their souls and turning them into monstrous horrors.
Some were saints of the Savior of Dark Light, indirectly infected by their connection to the Savior. Others had merely heard of the Black Abyss or encountered the Doomsday Race that worshipped it.
Black sludge began to infest their bodies, completely consuming them.
Those who witnessed this transformation would quickly develop the same symptoms. Within seconds or minutes, their fate would be sealed.
This was the power of the Outer Gods.
The black mud’s erosion was too overwhelming, even for the Savior of Dark Light, let alone mere superhumans.
Those swallowed by the black mud became terrifying new creatures.
An unsettling transformation.
“Game Tip:”
“Secondly, the Doomsday Crisis has begun.”
“Main quest: The Doomsday Crisis (second occurrence) has arrived ahead of schedule.”
“This is our… final… and only opportunity.”
“Good luck to you.”
Inside the Babel Tower, Bai Yan remained calm as he read the message on the virtual display. It was another game prompt, reminiscent of the one during the First Doomsday Crisis.
Now, he understood who “we” were.
And why “we” had left a message for him.
He sighed and muttered, “Hmm, it’s about time for me, the Savior, to take my post.”
A new game mode had appeared.
Bai Yan narrowed his eyes.
This time, it seemed there were useful Core Operators, not just a few Apocalypses like Mu Ling.
Every monster that was infected and transformed would strengthen the bosses to come, indirectly enhancing the power of both the Savior of Dark Light and the Steel Throne.
Only by defeating the black mud creatures during the first phase, freeing the souls trapped within them, could the difficulty of the next phase be significantly reduced.
If a transformed soul remained unliberated for more than two hours, it would be permanently consumed, undergoing a complete transformation into an otherworldly being.
By that point, even resurrection would be impossible.
Though the Second Doomsday Crisis had only begun a few minutes ago, infection incidents had already erupted worldwide. Bai Yan needed to allocate manpower to different areas to handle these crises.
“This time, the crisis is not only in Tatsumi City but all around World. It seems like there aren’t enough people to help… but in reality, they can still complete the mission.”
Because, this time, Babel Tower had lifted a significant limitation.
Bai Yan could assign Core Operators, Non-core Operators, and Regular Members to the missions.
Every Babel Tower member was qualified to complete missions.
Moreover, Babel Tower members were harder to convert by the dark mud, at least when they saw it coming. However, if enveloped directly, it would still be disastrous.
Bai Yan’s eyes remained calm, without a trace of nervousness.
This was not the first Doomsday Crisis.
Babel Tower was no longer what it once was.
It had grown stronger, and Bai Yan had a way to challenge the gods.
This time, he would not face the near-extinction he had encountered before.
“So, let’s begin.”
He took a deep breath.
The game begins!