Chapter 132.
Fortunately, the Outer God has not yet fully invaded this world, which limits the power He projects here.
Even so, Tang Yu suffered a lot.
As He continued to exert pressure, the sleeping ancient god in Tang Yu's body immediately sensed the crisis and tried to wake up immediately.
His awakening means her death.
No! At least not now!
Tang Yu's face was as gloomy as water. He forced himself to calm down. The situation had not yet reached the most critical moment.
The outer god will not sit idly by and watch the ancient god awaken. The struggle between the two sides has already begun. Tang Yu only needs to wait for the outcome.
To be on the safe side, she took out the A-level skill-enhancing item from her backpack in case of emergency.
If the power projected by the foreign god is limited and cannot successfully suppress the ancient god, then Tang Yu will need to take sides.
At this moment, the picture on the electronic screen in the central square suddenly went out after playing the clearance settlement interface, causing an uproar among the survivors.
"What happened? What happened? Who turned off the power?"
"Did Tang Yu leave the dungeon?"
"Why is there no one coming out? Is there an accident?"
"Hey, did you hear a strange sound just now?" suddenly a survivor asked his companion.
"There was one thing, I didn't hear clearly, it sounded like someone was whispering to me, it sounded creepy."
"What is that?"
More and more people noticed the low mumbling and joined the discussion. Everyone was wondering what the sound was.
It is so indescribable, yet it carries a bewitching power, as if it has a strong attraction, tempting people to think deeply.
What is that?
“That’s…He’s coming!”
Ning Xuanqing suddenly heard Lin Shiyi's whisper. She turned around and looked at Lin Shiyi and asked, "What did you say?"
A flash of darkness flashed across Lin Shiyi's black and white eyes. He looked up at Ning Xuanqing in a trance and shook his head, "I, what did I say?"
Ning Xuanqing carefully examined Lin Shiyi's expression, but could not see anything wrong. After a long while, she said, "Maybe I heard it wrong."
At this time, in the plague cafeteria that was gradually collapsing.
The forces of the ancient gods and the outer gods are engaging in a fierce battle with Tang Yu's body as the battlefield.
Her spine suddenly made a crisp sound like crystal shattering, the fingertips of her left hand were decomposing into silver-gray particles, and her right arm was covered with dark purple runes.
Tang Yu felt that his consciousness was torn into two halves: one half floated towards the chaotic vortex at the end of the universe, and the other half fell into the abyss where flesh and blood were wriggling.
She heard loud and passionate hymns in her left ear, and murmuring whispers in her right ear.
That kind of torture was more devastating than anything I had experienced in graduate school.
At this moment, time seemed endless and Tang Yu's consciousness became a mayfly among the stars in the universe. She was clearly in extreme pain, yet she also felt extremely empty.
I want to die, but even death has become an impossible delusion.
Click, click…
Not long after the arrangements were made, a discordant voice began to disturb the chaotic harmony, breaking the balance of the tug-of-war between the two sides.
The outcome slowly began to become clear.
As a result, Tang Yu was able to hear clearly that the sudden sound came from the pair of rotating gears on his wrist.
They are like parts that lack oil, turning laboriously and sluggishly, but they are so strong that they never stop turning.
The pair of gears from Tang En attempted to twist the battlefield of the Old Ones by their own strength.
Breaking the rules and breaking fate has always been his mission.
The small and delicate gear was as inconspicuous as he was, but it pulled her out of the abyss at the critical moment.
Finally, the outcome of the war was decided - both sides suffered losses.
The projections of the outer gods were defeated, and the ancient gods fell into sleep again.
Tang Yu manipulated the power of distortion to heal her injuries. Her fingers brushed over the pair of gears and she whispered, "Thank you for saving me again."
'Cleared the A-level single-player dungeon Plague Canteen, and received 3200 clearance bonus points!'
'The A-level single-player instance of Plague Canteen has been eliminated, and 1600 additional bonus points have been obtained! '
'Obtained the B-level skill-enhancing item - Echo of the Glutton!'
'Get the non-level special item - the Destroyed Holy Communion Recipe!'
After all the unrest subsided, the customs clearance information sounded again.
However, this time, something was a little different. A C-level item that was supposed to be distributed was replaced with a special item without level for some reason.
"Holy Communion recipe?" Tang Yu collected the props floating in front of him one by one.
The prop called "Holy Communion Recipe" appeared in her hand and turned into a parchment scroll with unclear handwriting.
She unfolded the parchment and tried to decipher the information on it, but the words seemed to be covered by a layer of light, and they were blurry and could not be seen clearly.
The clearance information gave a hint that this so-called "holy communion recipe" was destroyed.
So, is that why the writing is unreadable?
If so, who destroyed it?
And who distributed this fragment of the recipe that replaced c and the props?
Tang Yu's thoughts were brought back by the howling of humans in the cafeteria.
They woke up from the endless chaos and found themselves in hell. How could they not collapse?
A young child was screaming for his parents, a woman was sad to find that she couldn't find her child, and a man looked around in confusion but couldn't see his family...
This group of people from all over the world were chosen by the Outer Gods and placed in this plague canteen to become part of His toys.
God is always high above, and He never knows mercy.
Tang Yu listened to the tragic song of the world before his eyes and took out a loud speaker from his space backpack.
When the switch was turned on, the sharp electronic noise drowned out all the desperate cries, and those who were crying in grief could not help but cover their ears with their hands.
Thanks to Li Jia's hoarding habit, Tang Yu can find everything in the space backpack.
"Hey, hey, hey! Everyone, come closer to me!" Tang Yu held up the loudspeaker and faced the crowd, his tone without any fluctuation, "I will take you home."
In the central square, the survivors were in chaos because the electronic screens suddenly went off.
Even Li Jia and the others were a little panicked. They didn't know what was happening to Tang Yu in the copy at this time.
"Did something unexpected happen?" Tian Xun rubbed his head and kept looking at the screen.
Li Jia frowned and threw a lucky dice. When he caught it and saw it was a six, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Just when she was about to tell her companions the good news, Tang Yu appeared before her.
"Move aside, there are people coming out." Tang Yu held a loud speaker in his hand and gave a signal to the people who were about to come over.
She felt like a security guard maintaining order in the scenic area.
Although the teammates didn't know the truth, they subconsciously moved to the side.
Then, everyone present saw a scene that made them drop their jaws.
Behind Tang Yu, a large group of people appeared densely packed. At first glance, there were at least several hundred people, including men, women, young and old.
This group of people all looked timid, as if they were arriving at the middle area for the first time, with expressions of confusion and fear on their faces.
This is not the crux of the problem. The key is that this group of people seemed to have followed Tang Yu out of the copy?
Ever since Tang Yu announced the start of the nationwide live broadcast, no survivors have entered the copy, so this group of strangers are undoubtedly people who came out of the copy.
A survivor was the first to react and immediately let out a cry of surprise.
"No! Those guys are weird! They are the monsters from the A-level copy!"
"It was Tang Yu who brought them out. Let's run!"
For most of the survivors in the middle realm, the A-level copy is extremely difficult and the weirdness inside is simply beyond their ability to deal with.
In the eyes of these survivors, Tang Yu personally brought the group of monsters out of the A-level copy with the intention of annihilating all humans.
Although that group of weirdos look no different from normal people, who cares?
If I don't run away at this time, am I waiting to be killed?
But this is the middle area. Once the weirdness invades here, where can they humans escape to?
As expected, that guy Tang Yu is a complete weirdo, right?
Almost all the survivors fell into despair at the same moment, and suddenly an unbelievable cry came from the crowd.
"Mom! That's my mom!" A voice mixed with crying came out against the flow of people.
The person who made the sound was a burly man who was nearly 1.9 meters tall. He was extremely sturdy, wearing a loose short-sleeved sports shirt and had a beard on his face.
He was clearly a man who looked extremely fierce, but at this moment, he had tears in his eyes, and his voice was full of emotion and as loud as a bell, and his shout of "Mom" could be heard by everyone within a hundred meters.
When everyone looked over, they saw the big man like an iron tower constantly pushing away the crowd and rushing towards the group of people behind Tang Yu.
Among the crowd behind Tang Yu, there was a thin old lady. After she woke up in the plague canteen, she was a little dazed. After being taken away from the copy in a daze, she didn't know where to go.
Until that familiar cry was heard, like a beam of fire, suddenly illuminating the darkness in front of the old lady's eyes.
That was her son's voice!
The sturdy man's tall body plowed a hole in the crowd, and he was unaware that his short-sleeved shirt was torn.
His beard was stained with tears, and his rough voice rubbed the air like sandpaper: "Mom! I'm here!"
The old lady suddenly trembled as if she had been electrocuted. A faint light appeared in her sunken eye sockets. She dragged her staggering steps out of the crowd and finally saw the child whom she had been worried about day and night.
The sturdy man pushed away the last two standing passers-by, and the dull sound of his knee hitting the ground made the entire square quiet.
The old lady's gray hair was stained with clotted blood. She stretched out her right hand tremblingly, and her fingertips hovered three inches above the top of the strong man's head, and suddenly stopped.
There was a fresh scar winding its way into the hair stubble like an ugly centipede.
"My child..." The old lady choked with sobs through her cracked lips, and turbid tears flowed down the lines on her face, "I thought I would never see you again..."
The big man's hand, as big as a palm leaf fan, carefully held up his mother's wrist, which was only skin and bones, and let the palm, as hard as a dry branch, touch his face.
His hot tears flowed over the cracked lines on the back of the old man's hands, leaving dark marks on the tiles of the square.
At the same time, more cries suddenly broke out from the crowd.
A man in a suit and tie staggered towards the girl in school uniform, and the woman in an apron tightly hugged the boy covered in blood.
Amid the repeated calls of "Dad" and "Nannan", Tang Yu turned his head to look at the survivors who had already been stunned.
She raised the loudspeaker and her calm voice could be heard from far away.
"See? Only I can save you."
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