Chapter 267 Assistance
A huge bell tower rose from the ground, and the followers of Chaos welcomed their "promised land".
Those who were supposed to be dead opened their eyes one by one and touched their intact cheeks and stomachs in surprise.
"Great! I'm still alive!"
"God has not abandoned me—"
The believers in colorful costumes climbed up the stairs and corridors, their expressions of surprise gradually replaced by fear: too many people survived.
They originally thought they were the only ones who were special, and at most they would bring along some devout companions in the church. However, there were at least a dozen people left here who had been given new bodies by "that great being" - and this was just the portion that could be seen on the same floor.
What is going on? How many people did the gods save?
This group of people are traitors from various sects. They don't have much concept of a community with a shared future for mankind. They hope that after a catastrophe, only they and their relatives and friends will be saved.
Now I'm surrounded by annoying strangers. It can't be a paradise at all!
Crunch, snap.
In their minds, they could hear the sound of nails scraping against a blackboard, followed by the beeping of electricity. These noises were brief, and soon they merged into a single line of text.
Fight for me.
Crack!
The four words of the great being contained a wealth of information and came with a cruel whip-like lash, forcing them to fully understand what they were going to do next, both physically and mentally.
“Aaaaaaah!”
"My lord, my lord..."
"I'll do it right away!"
An image was seared into human memory: the apostles immersed in the incubation pool.
Silver-white hair flows in pure energy, and each body and face represents the supreme power retained from the technological age, full of harmonious beauty.
The great being would naturally not allow this bunch of rubbish to attack the incubation pool. He conveyed a safe and important instruction to them: kill all the apostles in the clock tower first!
The real and fake believers were sweating profusely.
Fortunately, they soon learned from the message: these apostles were temporarily suppressed. As long as Guanghui did not reconnect for one second, the apostles would not be a threat!
"Charge! For the gods!" Someone in the crowd raised his hand first.
"Charge!" The others echoed instinctively. None of them had any loyalty, but none of them wanted to anger that cruel and great being.
Moreover, the gods would not withdraw their will, so they could only take advantage of the apostles' oppression to assassinate them. Once those terrifying killing machines were awakened by the glory, killing them would be as easy as chopping cabbage.
Despair instilled spatial coordinates into the memories of the believers, and even the strange objects and weapons they originally carried reappeared in some detail.
"Thank God for the gift!" The believers knelt on the ground and rushed to express their admiration.
They soon discovered that the magical artifacts recreated by Despair were merely superficial and could not be activated. However, no one dared to raise this issue with the gods, and they simply swallowed the loss.
Anyway, any knife or sword can be used. If the apostle wakes up, no matter how many magical items he has, he won't be able to do anything about it. Just use whatever you have.
The believers crowded one after another from the corridor up the stairs. As they climbed up, they heard something chasing them from behind.
Ta-da, ta-da-da.
A strange force continued to extend along with the footsteps, making people's hearts tighten. It was probably the powerful anomaly born from the power ceremony!
They didn't want to fight this elite monster head-on, so they decisively took a step forward and ran upwards as hard as they could, hoping to lure this monster in front of the apostles and let them fight each other!
The believers rushed all the way to the third floor, and a light suddenly lit up in their minds.
Yes, this is the floor!
They raised their weapons and banged on the door panel. After a few knocks, someone grabbed the handle and turned it hard.
The door clicked open, and warm yellow light shone like sunlight.
The apostles wore moon-white robes, sitting or lying, their skirts surging with ripples of energy. Clumps of golden threads dangled from the void, entwining around their necks and fingers.
A dozen apostles had their eyes tightly closed, their jade-white arms folded across their chests or folded across their legs. Their beautiful faces, illuminated by the golden glow, took on an indescribable sacredness.
"......!" The believers were stunned for a few seconds by the scene before them, and soon noticed the black haze surging around them. The pure black energy stuck to the golden wire like an insulator, severing the apostle's connection with the light.
The inexplicable emotion in the hearts of the believers suddenly disappeared: No matter how beautiful these apostles are, no matter how much hope the church has placed on them, if we don’t take action now, we will be the ones to die!
They raised their weapons and rushed towards the apostles on the chairs viciously - the black haze that was blowing in their faces suddenly dissipated. Could it be that the great being did not want to harm His precious believers?
A chaotic stream of thoughts flashed through my mind.
"Ahhh, go to hell!"
The leader shouted loudly to encourage himself, then clenched his weapon and swung it down at the white-haired woman on the chair!
Brush.
The light purple eyes suddenly opened, and at the same time, a girl's scream was heard outside the door.
"Stop it—"
......
How should I tell Ling later? Chen Xiao'er walked up the stairs, feeling a little uneasy.
"You can't let Xu Snake play the princess, because I don't want to!"
Just a few hours ago, she could have hugged Ling's arm and acted like a spoiled child, forcing Ling and the school to find another girl to play the princess.
If that doesn't work, I can do it myself? Thinking about it carefully, Zheng Lu and I are not that different in figure.
But it's different now.
Chen Xiao'er curled her lips in a bitter tone. Ling seemed genuinely angry when she left. Was she being sulky on purpose?
Zero is usually gentle and mature, so of course he wouldn't do that.
Chen Xiao'er had never seen Zero angry before. Even when she was beating up Xinnaya, she remained calm. But the more she hadn't seen him, the more her thoughts wandered when she thought about the possibility of Zero getting angry.
Her steps grew heavier as she thought about it. She could already see Ling folding his arms across his chest and saying with a look of disdain, "I don't think we're that familiar with each other. Do you think there's a problem with the role arrangement? You can go to the school to give feedback. Why are you looking for me?"
No, don't do that.
Chen Xiao'er's face fell: "I would rather see Ling lose his temper at me, even if it means scolding me..."
【I really want to make peace with Zero before leaving school.】
The little bubbles in her heart were bubbling up. She really didn't want to leave Zero with the last impression of her as an ex-girlfriend who sneaked away, or a neurotic person who threw a tantrum over trivial matters.
Ta-da, da-da-da.
A burst of violent footsteps came from upstairs.
Are they the seniors from the student union? Chen Xiao'er quickly adjusted her collar and necklace and patted the hem of her skirt.
She tried her best to maintain her elegant posture and waited in the corridor, but the footsteps were getting farther and farther away, probably heading upstairs.
The show is about to start, why are you going upstairs at this time?
The students all stayed in the hall downstairs, attending the dance according to the procedures...
【prom】
A hint of doubt flashed through her mind, but Chen Xiao'er didn't think about it and hurried up the stairs.
Anyway, Zero was also in the lounge near the top floor, so I might as well discuss the actor replacement with her in front of my seniors, so that it would seem more serious.
Wow, bang!
Chen Xiao'er had only walked around two floors when she heard a loud knock on the door, and her eyebrows immediately raised. A senior from the student union wouldn't be so rude as to knock on the door. Who could it be?!
She lifted her skirt and tiptoed into the corridor.
Most of the rioters had already entered the room, and only two people who couldn't squeeze in were guarding outside the door.
They were holding bats and wooden sticks, and it was obvious that they were not friendly.
Maybe it’s an enemy I made at school. Should I run downstairs to find Lin Lang first?
"Go to hell--" a howl came from the room.
Ling’s face suddenly flashed through Chen Xiao’er’s mind.
Oh no, there must be someone else in the room. We can’t delay any longer!
The woman guarding the door was holding the door panel and looking inside, with only half of her body exposed.
Chen Xiao'er gritted her teeth and rushed forward, suddenly jumping up when she took the last step.
She pounced on the woman, grabbed the stick in her hand, and hit her with her backhand!
Bang!
After knocking, Chen Xiao'er hurriedly looked up at the lounge, her expression instantly stiff: Are you, are you playing Sleeping Beauty?
A dozen or so student union members sat in a leisurely and peaceful state, their eyes closed. Their chairs were lined up against the wall, each with their hands folded in their lap, as if they had fallen into a deep sleep mid-meditation.
President Lin Yi's position was closest to the door. A man holding an iron rod stood in front of her, raising his hands high.
The moment the man swung the iron rod, blood pumped from his heart to his brain. Chen Xiao'er rushed over, waving the rod in her hand: "Stop it!!"
Oh oh oh oh, get out of the way, get out of the way, get out of the way!
She swung the stick left and right, knocking the two men's heads over.
They were indeed drawn to her, their eyes gleaming with a pale green light as they turned to her. Chen Xiao'er's hair stood on end, fearing that this group of people would corner her in the room and beat her to death.
Boom!
A crisp sound echoed through the crowd, like a baseball bat hitting a raw watermelon.
Chen Xiao'er raised her head in an instant and seemed to see something red and white splashing out, evenly spreading on the carpet and wallpaper.
"Ouch!" The man screamed and collapsed to the ground. President Lin Yi stood up with an upright figure after he fell.
The seniors on the chairs opened their eyes one after another, and a blue light seemed to flash in their raised irises.
“Waaaaaaah!”
The offensive and defensive situation was reversed in an instant, and the people who had just been showing off their might were so scared that they dropped their weapons and ran towards the door.
Chen Xiao'er was frightened by their aggressive look.
She stumbled to the side, her left leg clattering against a chair and sending it rolling towards the door.
"You, you?!" The person inside only had time to raise his finger and curse two syllables, and the next second, President Lin Yi grabbed his neck and slammed him against the wall!
"Ahhhhhh!" Chen Xiao'er covered her face, her screams mixed in with the screams that came one after another.
Boom.
With a loud bang, the last intruder collapsed limply and could no longer make any sound.
Ta-da, ta-da.
The sound of high heels was crisp, and a white dress came into view through the fingers.
Lin Yi came to her side, raised her hand and gently held her fingers. "Thank you for your help. Without your reminder, our situation would be in danger."
“Thank you for your assistance. Without the link you provided, we might have been excluded by desperate believers in the suppression.”
It’s not that serious. You should have woken up long ago with such a loud noise. You’re just lying in ambush, right?
Chen Xiao'er didn't expose Lin Yi. She directly shook the president's hand and said quickly: "President, can I ask you a favor? Can you please change the candidate for a certain role? Because, because I, I am a little concerned about Zero..."
Lin Yi's eyes flickered, and she asked solemnly, "Can I understand this as—you confessing your love to me?"
"You mean—you want to change your main collaborator?"
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