Chapter 565: God descends!
The moment Colin stepped through the door, he felt a sense of discomfort and uneasiness, just like when he was a child visiting a stranger's house. It wasn't quite the same feeling, but it was almost the same.
“Thump, thump…”
His heart beat inexplicably faster and he felt like a thief, but he felt much better after taking a deep breath.
At the same time, after coming in, he also noticed that the scattered books and some documents under his feet could suddenly be seen clearly.
Selected Edition of "Gene Cybernetics"
On the Extraction and Application of the Power of Stereotypes in Public Cognition
Liberation Mysticism: From Beginners to...
Guidance on Material Deconstruction and Reconstruction
Information and Matter
"human body……"……
"Some things are still unclear, but speaking of it, this 'On the Application of Stereotyped Extraction in Popular Cognition' seems..."
Colin's eyes paused on the book, and a vague inspiration came to his mind -
This thing is probably called "divine attack".
“So this thing really comes from the company.”
Out of curiosity, he turned "Revolver Retrograde" into a stick and poked the book with it, trying to open the book and see what was inside.
But I found that I couldn't move at all...
With a little force, this thing will collapse like a sponge.
"The 'divine strike' should have been taken out from here, but I don't know how they absorbed useful knowledge from things like 'fortune-telling'."
Colin muttered, taking in everything he could see, thinking that the more he could get for free, the better. After he had almost finished looking, he came to the door that was half-opened.
He tried to peek inside, but saw nothing...
"Ta-ta--" The clear sound of pen and paper falling on paper could be heard from time to time.
In Colin's mind, he could imagine someone sitting at a desk, writing something under the warm yellow light.
Although it is still unclear whether the resident here is the owner of the "Book of Numerology" or one of the three giants of the company.
But even if not, it's probably not a small role.
After all, the corpse oil flowing out of this room not only directly nourished the corresponding props of the "Book of Fortune Telling", but also cultivated an entire "fortune-telling" and even many similar road systems.
This... even if he is not a giant, he will most likely be a B-level or even A-level employee who is not much weaker than "Ms. Rabbit"!
"Ms. Rabbit's rank is uncertain, but it's likely B or B+, or perhaps non-resident A-rank. The 'Book of Numerology' seems to be above level one, or even higher. Those who can fully use or carry items of this rank on missions can refer to Rosen's 'Hunger'..."
"The way Rosen described 'Ms. Rabbit' made it sound like he was talking about someone of similar rank. So, while his combat power might be stronger than 'Ms. Rabbit', their positions should be roughly the same..."
"This guy here...even if he's not a giant, he's probably an A-level person second only to a giant."
As Colin was thinking, he looked around the room again, thinking that it might be a special office.
Why do the senior staff seem so pragmatic and "back to basics"?
However, he didn't dwell on this too much. After realizing the level of the people inside, he took out all his equipment, maxed out his buffs, and prepared to open the door and kill. He reached out and pressed on the doorman and pushed hard -
Motionless.
"Um?"
Ke Lin tried harder, but it still didn't budge. He raised his eyebrows and said, "There's something."
However, at this moment, he suddenly realized the reason from the inspiration conveyed by the mission on his body:
Only those who are qualified to deal with the consequences of pushing the door open can push it open.
He must show the corresponding qualifications!
Theoretically, his level is enough to meet the minimum requirements to complete this event.
"Damn, 'Ms. Rabbit' is just as Rosen said. She likes to assign missions that push the boundaries of personal ability... I've only been in the company for less than a year, and I'm being assigned a doomsday mission!"
As the thought flashed through his mind, Colin directly performed the "Item Release" technique. Then, holding the four gold cards in his hand, he did not activate their effects, but instead injected spirituality into them, simply releasing their power.
The power emanating from multiple high-quality props even disrupted the time and gravity in some areas of the room.
However, this disorder does not affect the overall appearance of the room...
Seeing that the situation was almost settled, Colin reached out and pressed on the door, ready to push it with all his strength.
What I didn’t expect was…
With a "creak", the door was pushed open easily.
And, surprisingly, what came into view was not a bedroom, but a very spacious study, about forty or fifty square meters. Beneath the warm yellow chandelier overhead, rows of bookshelves were neatly arranged. In the innermost part, in front of a floor-to-ceiling window, there was the boss's office chair...
However, no one was seen up there.
Colin, who was on full alert, did not see any enemy. Not only that, the sound of the "pen tip" falling that was heard from time to time suddenly disappeared at this moment.
Instead, there was the slight sound of drops of sticky liquid dripping onto the ground...
After pausing for a moment at the door, Colin walked towards .
Surprisingly, the smell of decay in the study was very faint.
And it became fainter as he approached the desk...
"snort."
Colin raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead. In order to ensure that he was "qualified", he had to continue to use all his strength to maintain the output of the five high-level props, including the "Revolver Retrograde".
Even if he did this, it would still be quite difficult.
But he had to do this. Colin had a premonition that if he relaxed, he might be kicked out in an instant.
After taking a few big strides, he finally arrived at the desk and saw an open notebook on the table.
There was something written on it in a diary-like style.
It's blurry and not very clear.
Colin closed his right eye thoughtfully, and focused his energy on his left eye, which was stuffed with "Fire Bearer's Goodwill MAX", and then he could finally see the things above clearly.
"...The necessary preparations are finally almost complete. From the moment humanity first cried out to the emergence of the first generation of 'Fire Bearers', I thought all problems would eventually be solved. Only a few small dark clouds would trouble humanity's buildings..."
"This building is enough to shelter us from all the storms , to face everything, and to get through that so-called final moment..."
"But what I didn't expect was that the building was indeed sturdy, but the embarrassing thing was that the foundation was not solid..."
"What's even more embarrassing is that even though the foundation was solid, the 'crust' started to act up. Even more problems were exposed during the collision with those things..."
"But now there's no turning back. With all sorts of enemies surrounding us, any problem will be magnified infinitely. We simply don't have the opportunity to demolish the building and lay the foundation."
"The only path before us seems to be the path for a small number of 'humans' to ascend to become 'divine' creatures."
"Once you make this choice, it's like reclaiming your 'divinity'."
"In other words, humanity will perish..."
"I definitely wouldn't choose that. The path of humanity is a path that uses humans as the fundamental carrier. This path doesn't require the involvement of divinity."
"But if I don't choose that, everything seems to be stuck in a dead end..."
"However, I've experienced so many 'dead ends' along the way, this one is no exception."
"As a human being, I will never allow the existence of 'God' to reappear and rule over us!"
"I will never allow the era of humanity being tortured by them, morally corrupted, and reduced to slavery as livestock, to come again!"
"Either we succeed or they fail, there's only one possibility."
"to this end……"
"I will launch this greatest achievement of my life (currently)!"
"This is the only item in the company that exceeds specifications so far, the only item that can break the current deadlock!"
"It will be able to trigger a series of unexpected events in an extremely far-fetched and sudden way, completely disrupting the deadlock and, during this period, allowing us to completely change the fundamentals. Of course... although the cost is somewhat high, I believe we can overcome it."
"I named it 'Accidental'. No, it's not quite up to par. Although this is a relatively major part of its effect, it's still not up to par..."
"Well, I thought of a better name..."
“…”
The content of the page ended here. Colin scanned it several times and finally stopped at the last part.
"Is the price a bit high?"
Colin thought about the current situation and couldn't help but complain, is this a bit big?
The entire army is almost wiped out!
However, he gathered his mind, and guided by some spiritual premonition, he reached out and gently turned the pages of the notebook. Immediately afterwards, he saw four large characters on the entire second page. He saw the specific name that this employee had made for the prop -
"'Deus Ex Machina'!"
The moment he saw these four words, Colin's heart skipped a beat!
A strong sense told him that some kind of disaster was about to break out!
At this moment, there was suddenly a vague sound of dice rolling in my ears, which I hadn't heard for a long time, but it was terrifying.
No one knows what the outcome of the dice will be.
However, as the sound of the dice disappeared, a line of narration-like font appeared before Colin's eyes amid his nervousness.
【The truth of the world comes because of you...】
…
At the same time, people all over the world suddenly felt a terrifying pressure coming!
There was a terrifying roar in the sky.
Terrible changes are happening!
"The stability factor is declining rapidly and is about to fall below 90%..."
"No, it has fallen below 90 percent! A large number of abnormal events are about to break out!" someone shouted in horror.
Ninety percent sounds high, but it is actually very dangerous. Hundreds of thousands or even more small incidents will break out at this time, and secondary threats, that is, things like ghosts, will be everywhere!
"Damn it! Watch out!"
In the hall, some people were staring at the instruments and yelling, but at this moment, more people no longer cared about that.
Around the world, those stationed outside on guard, regardless of their location, could clearly see that daylight suddenly turned dark, and a bright moon suddenly rose to the center of the sky...
Moreover, the once pure white moonlight now gradually turned a faint blush.
It seems that this is its original and most real color!
"ah!!!"
In some shelters, there were sudden bursts of screams.
"Monster! Monster! Someone has turned into a monster!"
Someone in the crowd suddenly swelled up all over, twisted muscles bursting through their skin, transforming into a three-meter-tall muscular monster. Suddenly, like a madman, they lunged at the people around them, their face frantic, as if losing their mind, violently swinging their fists and smashing down...
Someone couldn't dodge in time and his entire upper body exploded.
Blood mixed with internal organs splattered everywhere...
The bloodiness of the scene frightened many people who had never seen it before and had no psychological preparation at all, so much so that they just stood there motionless, staring blankly, and a small number of people even vomited on the spot.
"Damn it! The 'consciousness' is temporarily ineffective!" An official Beyonder immediately realized the reason upon seeing this.
If it hadn't failed, these people would have continued to escape "rationally" instead of vomiting or even moving on the spot!
This reaction was like the dregs of the human body, triggered by the mere presence of danger—as if they were genetically selected to be cannon fodder...
But at this point, it will only make things more troublesome!
After smashing several bodies in succession, the violent muscular monster became even larger and rushed towards the place where the group of people was more densely packed.
But just as a new round of killing was about to begin.
A figure dragging a long sword rushed directly into the battlefield of the crowd and stopped them.
"I'll deal with this believer contaminated by the 'Red Moon'. You take the ordinary people and transfer them to other normal quarantine areas..." The man dragging the special long sword shouted and joined the battle.
Just a few minutes later, he defeated the enemy, however, when the long sword cut the opponent's body into several pieces.
He suddenly felt a strong sense of unease...
The next second, the body fragments exploded into a thick blood-red mist.
He was unable to dodge and was swallowed up directly.
In the entire "E-29" area, the fear and anxiety on the face of anyone who touched the red fog immediately disappeared, and less than a second later, they suddenly grinned and pounced on others frantically.
Although, they did not turn into monsters like the "Red Moon" believers, they were completely crazy, like human-shaped beasts!
He lost all his rationality as a human being and pounced on others using his hands and feet.
Anyone bitten or splashed with their saliva, blood, or any other body fluids will lose their mind and go crazy...
This demonic madness was so crazy that it spread rapidly among tens of thousands of people like a plague.
Amidst the chaos, a thick, white light suddenly emerged.
"Go forward, leave through the main door, and enter that room. Someone will save you..."
After sending out the few remaining survivors, the official, leaning on a knife, staggered against the wall and replied intermittently into the communicator:
"Area E-29 is completely out of control. Immediately, completely, close the gate, seal...lock..."
At his chest, there was a golden granular object emitting white light, blocking the red mist.
The pure white light protected his only remaining mind...
But looking at the rapidly evaporating golden object, he knew it wouldn't last long.
Blocking the door of the passage, he kept dealing with ordinary people who occasionally came over like wild beasts and were out of control. He was anxious and worried that the outside world had not received the intelligence.
Fortunately, he didn't have to wait long. When he heard the sound of a huge alloy door falling to the ground with a "bang", he knew that the information had been leaked. After the exit door was completely sealed, he cut off his head with an expressionless face...
The headless body spurted blood as it slid weakly against the wall to the ground. However, this movement did not cause much ripple among the crowd who were out of control and madly attacking and biting each other.
And it's not just here, in all areas, there are more or less abnormal things happening.
