Resistance

Just as Wenren Sheng was thinking, Qu Weijiang had already made his decision.

Over the transmitted footage, his voice suddenly rang out above the chaotic mass of people.

"Is such a small test enough to throw you into such chaos?"

The chaotic crowd fell silent in an instant.

Some looked around in every direction, but even more people dropped to their knees.

Because they knew that behind this voice stood an existence they could not resist.

Whether they had once been administrators or Otherworldly Users.

Anyone who had survived these past few months in the Demon's Nest without even this much discernment would have long since been selected, mentally controlled, and reduced to a dead extra.

Those former administrators were the fastest to kneel.

Only rescue Captain Zhang Conglin knelt slightly later.

Because he could tell that this voice was vastly different from the one he had heard before.

This new voice was still somewhat youthful, still somewhat human...

"God, please forgive us," someone begged.

"God, please pardon our ignorance."

Those who had pushed forward most aggressively earlier now became the weakest.

Those who had hesitated and shrunk back were now merely trembling, their faces filled with despair and resignation.

"Those who pass the test shall live. The failures shall suffer further trials."

As soon as Qu Weijiang finished speaking, those who had previously hesitated in the chaotic crowd slowly vanished one after another from where they stood.

Their bodies first became illusory, then disappeared without a trace, leaving this world.

"They've left?"

"We're saved!" someone cried out in delight before vanishing.

That joy was like receiving rescue in the depths of despair, like a drowning man breaking the surface.

The more hopeless these timid people had been before, the more ecstatic they were now.

And the more fiercely those