Freedom City, Federation of All Realms, Supreme Affairs Office.
A thin man was engrossed in playing an old-fashioned game console.
Twenty arms extended from behind him, sliding across dozens of virtual light screens above.
A series of important recent events from various realms flashed through the screen:
Processing order number: p06277.
Synopsis: At spatial coordinates xx, an unknown primordial plane has been discovered, containing over twenty high-ranking gods, with no confirmed master god. This plane refuses to join the other realms and illegally explores the relics of the gods, attracting the attention of the Abyss.
Threat level: Low.
The Level 1 handler recommends classifying this as an A-level job task and selecting individuals with affinity-related abilities for a second negotiation.
The Level 2 Processor suggests: Dispatch a wanderer from all realms, the spiritual leader of the goblin race, a novice merchant with countless clones, and the thief Guevara to retrieve the treasures left behind by the gods.
Level 3 processor...
In conclusion, the various realms have reached the following decision: issue an S-level hybrid mission to recruit powerful lords and professionals to carry out a humane destruction of this plane.
Should I grant permission?
The thin man was engrossed in playing an old-fashioned game, not even glancing at the twenty arms above him, which were rapidly pressing "agree" buttons one after another.
After an unknown amount of time, an electronic mirror on the table suddenly lit up automatically, and a projection of a handsome man in a blue robe stepped out, shouting at the top of his lungs:
"Sir, it's time to go home!"
"Sir, it's time to go home!"
Snap!
The thin man flipped his hand to put away the game console and stretched. The twenty arms behind him disappeared at the same time.
"Another calm and peaceful day."
A smile involuntarily appeared on his face.
In order to deal with the sudden great upheaval, all realms invited the strongest individuals ranked 6th to 10th on the Abyss Layer Ranking to take turns guarding the City of Freedom.
Of course, there is a salary, 100 points per day.
Most of the time, the resident processors and the Free City AI will handle everything; they just need to click "agree."
However, if a sudden emergency occurs, these powerful individuals will need to personally take action, which is very troublesome.
As for why the 6th to 10th place are chosen to oversee things...
It's very simple. The guy ranked number one directly told all realms that the top five powerhouses should focus on dealing with the Abyss, and leave the minor tasks to the useless ones at the bottom.
hehe.
The thin man couldn't help but glance at the virtual projection on the table again.
That's right, it's this grandson who likes to call someone "Grandpa".
I'll educate you again tomorrow.
The thin man took out a gold ID card and swiped it in the air: "Clocking out of get off work."
"Check-in failed, an urgent mission is on its way."
The man's smile froze.
Just then, a knock sounded at the door.
"My lord, there is an urgent matter that requires your personal attention."
The thin man, ignoring his anger, took out a piece of bionic skin and pressed it against his body. Instantly, a layer of muscle bulged from the surface of his skin, and his slender arms became thick and strong.
He stomped his foot again, and a 50-centimeter height-increasing inner wedge automatically extended.
A burly man, easily 2.1 meters tall, appeared on the spot.
"Come in."
A capable-looking professional entered the room, gave a slight bow, and said, "Sir, the 063, 064, and 066 star systems have jointly initiated an emergency assistance request."
"What exactly happened?"
"A ruthless individual has appeared in Starfield 079, wreaking havoc in the lower abyss."
"The lower abyss?" The man immediately lost interest.
"Let them negotiate these little things themselves. Don't bring everything to this. Do you know how busy I am every day!"
"I'm sorry, sir, but he has already killed nearly 5,000 lords."
"How many?!"
"It's 5001 now."
"Prepare to teleport, now!"
...
The nineteenth layer of the abyss.
Amidst the corpses strewn across the ground, Jiang Yan held the Heavenly Calamity in his hand, his face expressionless.
Tens of millions of corpses struggled to their feet under the influence of the necromancy.
Behind him, a group of pure white angels were praying devoutly.
The whole scene was both eerie and sacred.
The lords who occasionally passed by hurriedly avoided them and sent messages to their friends in the same star system.
"Brother Youyuan is at coordinates 1876, 2154 on the 19th floor of the Abyss. Please avoid him!"
"Breaking news! Brother Youyuan is about to enter the 20th floor. The lords above, good luck!"
Jiang Yan naturally noticed the fearful expressions on the faces of these lords.
He couldn't help but sigh softly.
With Loshia's abilities, he fought his way from the first level of the abyss to the nineteenth level without even blinking.
Once the divine power is exhausted, one enters the divine kingdom, where the treasure "Floating World Bell" accelerates time twelvefold, allowing for a full recovery in just one hour.
Just now, after defeating the last wave of allied forces from the three star regions of the Sixth Universe, they were completely terrified and all retreated back to Freedom City using return scrolls.
Jiang Yan's continuous and frenzied killing caused the Abyss's erosion of his mind to reach a certain critical point.
—The minimum required to trigger the automatic protection of the Holy Lord of Light and the Emperor of the Dead.
The slight corrosive aura was instantly shattered by the vast divine power.
Jiang Yan naturally regained consciousness as well.
He couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.
—It wasn't because so many lords were killed.
Those who are not of our kind will surely have different hearts.
In his previous life, he was a commander, so he was naturally not a soft-hearted person.
Instead, they knew the abyss would erode their minds, yet they took no precautions.
It's gone off the rails again.
Looks like I'll have to go back to the Zhujie Trading Center to see if they have any "stable" stocks for sale.
Jiang Yan shook his head slightly.
However, this frenzied killing also brought enormous gains.
Besides the nearly 50 million dead souls densely packed within the Divine Kingdom.
The amount of Death Essence is also approaching one hundred million, which is enough to summon another Heroic Spirit from the Necropolis.
In addition, they obtained something strange.
Jiang Yan looked at all realms and gave a hint.
Your opening line, "We are destined to meet," is known and recognized by over a million gods on the Abyss Battlefield. Furthermore, you possess the unique divine positions of Lord of Light and Emperor of the Dead.
In conclusion, you have unexpectedly stolen a barely perceptible wisp of power from a supreme being within an unspeakable myth.
[You have obtained an unknown rank title; we are destined to meet.]
(Note: There are currently no plans to directly include any characters related to the prehistoric era in the plans; at most, they may appear in the form of related skill items.)
"This is..."
Jiang Yan was slightly taken aback.
He rarely saw people from all walks of life use such careful language.
Judging from his words, did he accidentally succeed in imitating a certain great figure?
What a pleasant surprise!
Jiang Yan couldn't help but chuckle as he looked at the title panel.
You and I are destined: You can select any target to activate the skill. The selected target will stop all activities until they hear your next words. This skill is not limited to level and can only be used once per month.
Ignore level!
Does that mean that even if the Lord of the Abyss himself came, he would have to listen to a whole speech before he could slap him to death?
What if this sentence can never be finished?
Jiang Yan squinted and looked around, somewhat eager to try.
It would be great if a strong person could appear so he could test it out.
Whoosh—!
Just then, the space above was torn apart.
A burly man, over two meters tall, walked out from inside.
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