"Xiao Bin...what happened to them? Did something happen?"

The woman saw that the cars in front were empty and felt a little uneasy, so she asked.

Zhao Zhengbin opened his mouth, not knowing how to explain to her for a moment... Telling her that a god was about to come and attack Daxia? This sounded too outrageous! It was like a plot from a novel with a wild imagination!

But... this is the reality now!

"Mom, don't worry, the situation is not that serious now..."

"But the road is blocked by them, how can we get there?"

“…”

Now the people in the cars in front and behind have abandoned their cars and ran away. They are also trapped in the center and really cannot leave even if they want to.

"Let's go down too. It's no use staying here." The woman said a little uneasily when she saw that there was no one around.

Zhao Zhengbin didn't stop them. After all, they couldn't just stay in the car like that... Although he had confidence in Daxia, it was indeed safer to go home at this time.

Just as the two opened the door and got out of the car, the originally bright sunlight suddenly dimmed.

Zhao Zhengbin looked up in confusion, and his pupils suddenly contracted!

Above the azure sky, a huge face slowly emerged... It was almost exactly the same as the face with a mixture of crying and laughing that we had seen in the live broadcast before!

The strange thing was that this face was clearly very far away from them, as if it was floating outside the atmosphere, but it was extremely huge, and just one eye with slightly drooping eyelids had already blocked half of the city.

This face was reflected in the sky, and its slightly lowered eyes calmly swept across the entire city, like a giant crawling on a cave, scanning the densely packed ants below... A terrifying pressure instantly descended upon the earth!

Zhao Zhengbin's body suddenly stiffened!

He stared at the scene blankly, and the next moment, screams of terror came from every corner of the city!

Everyone in Cangnan City saw this incredible scene... No, judging by the size of this eye, perhaps most of Daxia had seen this face, a face that was a mixture of crying and laughing, yet looked down on all living beings indifferently!

"God..." Zhao Zhengbin raised his head and muttered to himself, "Is this... God?"

This was his first time facing God.

It was also the first time for most people in Daxia... to face God directly.

The moment this face appeared, everything around them seemed to disappear. That indifferent look seemed to contain some kind of power, which inadvertently tore their reason and courage to pieces.

An unprecedented fear surged from the depths of their souls. Their pupils were trembling. They wanted to move their bodies, but they were unable to do so... In the end, they even forgot to breathe!

Zhao Zhengbin only felt that his consciousness was gradually blurring out, his legs were uncontrollably going limp, and his body was leaning backwards...

At this moment, a hand gently supported his back.

The moment the palm touched his body, Zhao Zhengbin's fuzzy consciousness suddenly became clear, a force surged into his body, he quickly stood firm and looked back in a daze.

A figure in a black cloak had appeared behind him at some point.

He was a man with messy hair and stubble, looking a little sloppy, but his eyes were as bright as stars. He looked up at the sky and smiled at Zhao Zhengbin.

"Are you okay?"

"No...it's okay..." Zhao Zhengbin came back to his senses and quickly turned around to look for his mother, but the whole street was empty and there was no third person.

"Mom? Where's my mom?!!"

"Don't worry, in reality, she is on the other side of the car."

"What do you mean? Reality?" Zhao Zhengbin was a little confused.

"This is the nightmare world created by Vishnu. Everything you see is not real... nor is he." Hu Jia pointed to the face above his head that covered the sky and said calmly,

"Ten seconds ago, Vishnu cast the Great Dream Pupil Realm on Daxia outside the atmosphere. Through the refraction of sunlight, he dragged 365 million people into the nightmare world, intending to wipe you all out here."

"Vishnu? The Great Dream Pupil Realm?" Zhao Zhengbin opened his mouth in shock. He felt vaguely that the name was familiar. It should be the title of a god in some mythology. Then he realized,

"Three hundred and sixty-five million? Then, do you have to rush to save others? There are so many people..."

"No need." Hu Jia said calmly.

“I am present in all three hundred and sixty-five million dreams… Although Vishnu is the supreme god, his spiritual skills are far inferior to mine.

As long as I am here, these 365 million people today will return home intact."

Zhao Zhengbin was stunned for a long time before he understood Hu Jia's meaning. "You mean, you are already in the dreams of more than 300 million other people? The one who is talking to me is only one in 365 million of you?"

Hu Jia raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled, "Not bad, you understand it very quickly."

"But, but how did you manage to communicate with 365 million people at the same time? Even computers can't process at such a terrifying speed, right?"

Even though Zhao Zhengbin felt that his ability to accept things was already very strong, he was still confused when he heard this answer... In his understanding, how could someone have different conversations with more than 300 million people at once, and the person he was talking to didn't show any sluggishness or abnormality at all.

"Wherever my heart is, it is my body." Hu Jia looked at the sky and spoke slowly.

"It's almost time for you to go back... Next, just follow the military's instructions and go to the shelter.

Don’t panic, don’t get nervous, no matter what happens, you can trust the people around you wearing cloaks unconditionally… no matter what color the cloak is.”

As he finished speaking, Hu Jia raised his palm and gently clenched it towards the huge face of Vishnu in the sky.

Bang--!!

Vishnu's face, which covered the sky and the sun, was like an image projected on a mirror. It instantly shattered into dense cracks and dissipated with a roar!

Fragments of light and shadow fell from the sky like raindrops. On the deserted street, a black cloak fluttered in the wind.

Hu Jia turned around calmly, like a ghost of the city, walking silently into nothingness.

"Wait!" A thought quickly came to Zhao Zhengbin's mind, and he couldn't help but shout, "People in cloaks... you are the mysterious organization that has been protecting Daxia, right? I, what should I call you?"

The black cloak gradually faded and became transparent in the wind. Faintly, a voice came into his ears:

"Just call us... Night Watch."