A battle without suspense (Part 2) "That's it?"...
The world consciousness sent me a message, informing me that an unexpected guest had arrived.
When the world matures, a barrier will grow on the outer layer, which can block most external interference for the world.
And now, these uninvited guests are vigorously attacking the world's barriers.
The world barrier can be damaged and can repair itself.
But it is only a matter of time before we have to confront the outside world and fight. We can't just stay behind the barrier forever.
Moreover, I have learned about the general strength and morals of the higher world outside from countless attackers and this system dumpling.
According to my inference and analysis, this group of people is most likely from a higher world that is not very powerful among the higher worlds, and they are the stone thrown to test the waters.
The overall strength should be above average, not too weak, but definitely not strong either, which is just right for practicing.
I narrowed my eyes and smiled, "It's okay, let them in."
I turned around and clapped my hands to the researchers behind me. "The first group of guests is coming. We have to entertain them well."
"receive!"
The researchers all agreed and then returned to their respective posts.
Each of them is an indispensable part of this confrontation, and each of them is the protagonist of their own life.
Colorful lights rose from all directions of the institute, and beams of light shot into the sky. Even on a sunny day, the bright lights could create complex patterns in the sky.
These lines intertwine and entangle with each other, forming a giant magic array, suspended in mid-air. If someone is knowledgeable enough and takes a closer look, they will be shocked to find that this array incorporates more than just things belonging to the world of cultivation.
The formation was completely activated, and at the same time, the world consciousness also released the world's protective barrier.
The interface of time and space distortion is perfectly connected with the formation, so when foreign invaders enter this world, they are not facing civilians who can be slaughtered at will, but a transparent formation barrier.
They seemed to have entered a huge transparent glass box, or an arena open to the public.
Countless ordinary people, who were not worth mentioning in their eyes, looked up at them.
These ordinary people were not as frightened as they had imagined. Instead, they were mixed with surprise and curiosity, and even excitement.
Many people pointed at them, and their expressions seemed like they were looking at monkeys in a zoo rather than intruders.
This demeanor greatly stimulated the invaders.
One of them was very tall, probably over two meters and three centimeters tall, and was very conspicuous.
He carried a huge sword on his shoulder, glanced at the people below, then raised the sword with a grim smile and swung it downwards.
As he swung the blade, a blazing flame suddenly appeared on the blade, which swung downward like a blade aura.
The people below screamed, but before they could escape, the blade had already hit the transparent barrier, which squirmed a few times and swallowed up the flames.
The sturdy man's eyes widened immediately and he cried out, "How is this possible?! Can this thing block my flaming sword?"
As if he didn't believe in evil, he raised the huge sword in his hand and wanted to swing it down again, but was stopped by someone.
I asked with a smile, "You guys came uninvited and started to mess around in someone else's house. Isn't that a bit rude?"
Secretary No. 7 had a pretty face like a good-looking girl. She held the sturdy man's wrist with a big hand and easily stopped him from swinging the knife.
Secretary No. 7 glanced at the muscular man's biceps and triceps that were bulging due to his exertion, then looked at his broad latissimus dorsi muscles, then smiled proudly, revealing a row of beautiful white teeth.
"Brother, your muscles are not as big as mine."
This group of people should be from the world of high-level martial arts. They are wearing coarse cloth shorts, which look simple but exude a faint glow.
The man in the lead was full of murderous intent. I guess in the original world, he was also a ruthless character like the general who protects the country.
"Are you the legendary president?"
I smiled and said, "Yes, I am the legendary 'CEO'."
"What is your name? Which world are you from?"
He sneered, "You don't want to drink the wine, do you really think I came here to have a good talk with you?"
Before he finished speaking, the silver spear in his hand was already pointed at my eyes.
His speed was so fast that before the afterimage disappeared, the real person was already in front of me. At first glance, I thought he was using the art of cloning.
However, just like the strong man, the silver spear was still some distance away from me and could not move forward an inch.
The leader was shocked. He must be an experienced fighter, so he remained calm even when faced with such an unexpected situation. He retreated without any hesitation, but found himself fixed in place, unable to move at all.
The assistant raised his right hand slightly, and there was a swirling wind in his palm.
He raised his right hand, and a gust of wind shot out from his palm and hit the leader's chest, sending the leader flying backwards.
His subordinates rushed to receive the blow, but they could not withstand the force of the blow, and a group of them fell backwards like a row of knocked-over bowling balls.
Secretary No. 1 very deliberately made a "hiss" sound, as if lamenting the other party's incredibly weak strength.
The leader glared at her fiercely, and although his expression was ferocious, he did not act impulsively.
It can be seen that the seemingly impulsive attack just now was just a test.
He winked at his subordinates, and the momentum of the group of people in front of him suddenly rose.
Their plain, seemingly inconspicuous clothes were also shrouded in halos of different colors.
Judging from visual estimation, there are about twenty people in this group, each of them has the strength of a martial arts master, and the leader has the strength of a martial arts grandmaster.
"I admit that the people around you are indeed quite powerful, but your world has just matured after all, and everything is just starting. Since you have used this method to trap us here, it must be because there are too few masters in this world, and you are afraid that we will not be able to stop you after entering the world, right?"
His eyes swept over me and my group of secretaries.
"Is this the total power of your world?"
He looked at me.
"I'll give you one last chance. If you surrender to the Higher World now and use half of your people as energy supply for the Higher World, we can stop this war."
I didn't respond to him.
He then raised his chin towards the secretarial group.
Secretary No. 7 looked at the group of opponents in front of him excitedly.
Unfortunately, someone is faster than him.
His sister, Secretary Number Two, had already rushed out.
He let out a scream, "Little sister, leave two for me to fight! I haven't done my aerobics today yet!"
Following a series of crackling sounds, everything fell silent.
Secretary No. 4 and No. 8 skillfully handed towels to the brother and sister who had just returned from the battle.
Secretary No. 1 smiled and shook his hair.
The funny smiling face on her head seemed to be making a silent mockery.
"That's it?"
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