Ian's Mercy

"Ding ding ding..."

Ron dialed Baines's number, and the call was answered quickly.

"Ron... Ron, you... you saw it too, didn't you!"

On the other end of the phone came Baines's loud voice, which made Ron frown.

Is this guy... about to go crazy again!?

"Yeah, I was just looking for you. That brat on TV... no... Ian, do you know what's going on?"

As Baines mentioned before, they had already discovered Ian and his group's whereabouts.

Unexpectedly, the other party appeared on television so quickly.

Ron assumed that Baines knew something about this, but to his surprise, Baines answered directly.

"How could I possibly know!"

"The other party is a messenger of God, without a doubt. Ron, I advise you to abandon your previous thoughts now. You should have seen it, right? The power the other party used!"

"That's amazing, absolutely amazing!"

"This is practically the guidance of the God of Demonic Fire! Yes, that's right, this is divine will! I must find him, follow him, and he will surely know what the gods want us to do!"

"Hey, Ron, come with me into the embrace of God... smack!"

Ron hung up the phone immediately, leaving a dark line on his forehead.

Damn it...

Why did he have to go crazy now of all times?!

Baines is fine in every other way, but he goes crazy from time to time whenever something related to the other person's beliefs is involved.

Of course... once the other person calms down, they seem like a completely different person.

Ron no longer expected to get anything out of Ian. He focused intently on the television, trying to glean clues from Ian's next actions.

If given the opportunity, he would naturally not give up trying to recruit the other party again.

Unfortunately... his wish was destined not to come true.

And at this very moment.

Located within Meteor City, within the territory of the Third Elder, there is a house and courtyard that are quite far from the surrounding area.

The courtyard was filled with many large "models".

Upon closer inspection, one will discover that these are numerous hero statues from the Valoran Continent, created by Ian using the [Set-Building Machine] when he left Meteor City.

To this day, the statue remains brand new, untouched by wind and sun, and even retains its luster.

Clearly, someone is taking good care of him.

Inside the house, there were various sacrificial materials and numerous small statues.

Inside the room, a huge canine creature wagged its tail and wandered around, while a thin, blond figure stared intently at the television screen with bright, piercing eyes, muttering excitedly to itself.

"It must be..."

"There's no way I'm wrong. I should have realized it sooner. If he weren't a messenger of God, how could someone possess such talent at such a young age..."

"The monsters they're fighting might be blasphemers. Are God's messengers on earth clearing obstacles for Him, welcoming His return?"

It was just a thought that crossed my mind.

Baines' eyes gleamed with excitement, his face beaming with anticipation. He was so excited that if Ian had appeared before him and told him to die, he would have accepted it as divine decree.

Seeing its master like this, the Black Wolf tucked its tail between its legs and scurried to the corner, trying to get away from this pervert.

"I will... I absolutely must find you, messenger of God, Ian!"

Inside the room came Baines' excited, slightly manic voice.

At the same time.

Ian did not consider the impact of his presence around the world.

At this moment, he had only one goal: to get Sashado and the V5 army to move to another battlefield. Whether they were willing or not was not within Ian's consideration.

The troops that V5 had dispatched were now terrified.

They were unsure whether the boy who had suddenly appeared before them was an accomplice of the enemy.

They looked at each other, their faces filled with worry and fear. If their weapons hadn't all malfunctioned, they would have launched a saturation attack on the other side without hesitation.

After all... for ordinary people, this is the only way they can fight against monsters.

The only option left is to use weapons to relentlessly attack the enemy!

Silence fell over the field.

In the army, the commander finally lost his temper and shouted a message.

Who are you people!?

"As a human, should I become an accomplice to this monster?"

The blond commander, holding a megaphone and looking somewhat agitated, questioned Ian.

His name was Sifus, a true soldier and one of those who had successfully explored the Dark Continent and returned alive.

Even though he was just an ordinary person, he had seen enough monsters.

But he had never seen a monster with such visibly terrifying power as Sashado before.

Even so, he had nothing to be afraid of!

Whether it's the V5 or any weapon used by humans, as a soldier, he has enough confidence.

At worst, I'll risk my life.

As long as he can launch a suicide attack, even if he is an ordinary person, he can perish together with his opponent.

In Sifus's view, if there were more people in the army who shared his belief, then humanity would have a chance to conquer the Dark Continent in the future!

No matter how terrifying the plants or animals, no matter how bizarre their abilities, could they possibly withstand the power of the sun!?

However... something quite contrary to Sifus's expectations was...

Just now, he was even prepared to risk his life to detonate the "Rose Bomb" hidden on his body, but unfortunately, like the weapons of the surrounding soldiers, the bomb was ineffective and could not be activated at all.

This outcome shattered his idea of taking everyone down with him.

At the same time, it also sent a chill down his spine!

Humans... if they cannot master the weapons they develop themselves, then in the face of these monsters they are like cattle and sheep at the slaughter, utterly powerless to resist.

This is what made him despair, and also what made him so agitated.

Ian frowned slightly at this.

Just now, having used the Ability Enhancement Liquid, his five senses were amplified, and he naturally noticed the commander's subtle movements.

In fact... he wasn't the only one doing that in this force of five thousand men.

These people... didn't hesitate at all to detonate that terrible weapon, attempting to perish together with it.

If Ian hadn't used the [Ultrasonic Loudspeaker] ability to activate its effect, he really wouldn't be sure what the current situation would be like.

At the same time, one can't help but feel terrified by the fearless soldiers trained by V5.

This is the terror of a nation-state, a collective organization built by humankind; with just a mobilization, tens of thousands of people can die for a single mission.

Almost every major faction trains assassins.

As for the nation, there is no such thing as "suicide squad," only war heroes who are fearless in the face of death.

This is also why Ian was unwilling to be targeted by a behemoth like V5.

Intelligence, assassination, poisoning, sabotage, espionage, reconnaissance, observation... all sorts of methods are available for this bloated behemoth.

Once they've been targeted, these diverse departments seem to have found a reason to exist.

At least... before he reveals the ability to overturn the table, we will relentlessly launch wave after wave of probing attacks against him, that's for sure.

However, Ian had by then become powerful enough to ignore all of this.

He certainly... already possesses the power to overturn the table; all he lacks is the opportunity to demonstrate it!

"Accomplice?"

Faced with the blond commander's questioning, Ian snorted coldly, casually pointed around, and sneered.

"Speaking of accomplices, look around, soldiers... shouldn't we say you're the ones who are Sashado's accomplices? He didn't even have to lift a finger; you've already killed everyone for him!"

Upon hearing Ian's words, the blond commander instinctively looked around. The scene was chaotic, devoid of any sign of life, and his expression turned grim.

And just as Ian said those words...

Inside a secluded shelter somewhere in Peji inside.

President Xiupa clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and silently shed tears.

Even if he was an incompetent president.

Seeing the V5 soldiers recklessly engage in combat above the city, using large-scale weapons with impunity, chilled even the heart of that corrupt politician...

With this kind of fighting style, even if this city ultimately wins, how many people will survive?

Until this moment.

In Peji, the city center of the Republic of the Congo, a quarter of the city has been destroyed, and the death toll has reached a staggering 300,000.

In addition, the monster Sashado has been traveling along the way.

At least five cities were destroyed along the route, and a total of more than one million people were killed.

This is also why Ian couldn't stand it.

To die in such an undeserved disaster is... a little too pitiful...