Before anyone knew it, a middle-aged man in a gray robe appeared beside Wang Wen as she walked and asked questions.
If Ren Ruanruan were here, she would definitely recognize him as the former high priest of the Western Continent whom she had met in the Divine Power World inside the tower.
At this moment, the former high priest was extremely respectful to Wang Wen, his demeanor so humble that he seemed to want to hold him in his mouth.
Following Wang Wen slowly, listening to the conversation of the group of "resurrected ones," the former high priest asked Wang Wen in a low voice with some doubt, "Lord God, what exactly is this so-called abnormal warning they're talking about?"
Wang Wen stopped and looked at him. "Do you remember what I said when I taught you how to stimulate your imagination?"
The former high priest hurriedly bowed, his eyes fixed on Wang Wen's toes, and said respectfully, "You said that imagination is the most fundamental difference between us and inanimate objects, the core key to maintaining our complete personality; only imagination can truly open our eyes."
"That's right." Wang Wen nodded, glancing around at the many bewildered resurrected individuals, her voice low and deep. "The so-called abnormal warning is something that requires you to truly open your eyes and see."
"Well?"
The former high priest looked up in astonishment.
I looked around carefully.
Finally, still puzzled, he asked, "Lord God, could you please be more explicit about your loyal but foolish servant?"
Wang Wen turned around, placed her hands on the middle-aged man's shoulders, and said, word by word, "Remember! Don't call me God anymore. I'm just an ordinary person like you. People should be independent and autonomous. Nothing can be above you or me to act as a god."
The former high priest's body trembled slightly, and he nodded slowly with some hesitation.
When she looked up again, her expression was even more confused. "But I still don't understand what these people are talking about? What exactly do you want us to open our eyes to see?"
Wang Wen withdrew her arm, closed her eyes slightly, gazed at the distant horizon, and sighed softly, "The answer to this question may only be found when I reach the thousandth floor."
"A thousand layers..." The former high priest followed Wang Wen's gaze to the horizon.
There was a very faint and blurry shadow there, like a steel needle piercing the sky.
"Boss, the Fifth Region can't hold out any longer!"
At the headquarters of Philanthropy Group, subordinates reported one after another, their hair dripping with anxiety.
Chen Hansheng meticulously counted the Point he had hastily gathered, then asked without looking up, "Where is the main force we sent?"
This time, his assistant wasn't in his pajamas; he was dressed impeccably in a suit and tie. Upon hearing the question, he answered meticulously, "The casualties are heavy; they can't even get through the main gate."
Chen Hansheng stopped what he was doing. "In the air? Can't it even fly in?"
"We've tried airdrops and catapults," the assistant said, shaking his head. "They were intercepted before they even landed. Unless we use live ammunition to bomb the entire the Academy, it's just sending people to their deaths."
Upon hearing this, Chen Hansheng fell silent.
This time, the enemy is so powerful that it's beyond comprehension.
Given its current size, the armed forces that Universal Love can deploy are arguably the most powerful in the world.
Add to that the Academy's own strength, and the likes of Mi Lailai sit atop the 800th floor, and in the world today, let alone enemies, there are hardly any worthy opponents to contend with.
Chen Hansheng had seen those priests from the Western Continent before.
The bizarre technique called "Imagination" is indeed difficult to deal with, but it shouldn't be so powerful as to be unmatched!
What exactly happened in between?
Chen Hansheng frowned.
He was well aware of his own abilities; although he was also on the 800th floor, he was not considered a qualified warrior.
If even the group's elites can't defeat the enemy, going there would only result in another casualty, which wouldn't help at all. It would be better to stay at headquarters to coordinate and plan, and seek other solutions.
Thinking of this, he looked up at his assistant. "Have you found Wang Wen?"
The assistant shook his head and said, "Judging from the latest news, he should have gone to the Western Continent."
Chen Hansheng's eyebrow lines have become deeper.
He stared unfocused out the window, lost in thought for a long time.
After a while.
"Pass down the order: prepare manpower and equipment. I'm going to invoke the highest authority in the Eastern Continent..."
Chen Hansheng stood up from his chair, and under the shocked gaze of his assistant, he slammed down his phone and said in a deep voice:
"Tear down the World Wall!"
In the Eastern Continent today, only the Universal Love Group holds a dominant position among the conglomerates.
Chen Hansheng wants to tear down the World Wall, and he means it; he's not just using it to threaten anyone.
Once the order is issued.
The entire Philanthropy Group mobilized.
Various personnel performed their respective duties, activated various equipment, and took to the sky.
Above the sky was a nearly transparent, round shell.
And between the Western Continent, there is a transparent wall made of the same material that reaches the dome-shaped shell.
These two things together make up the World Wall, which is famous throughout history.
The World Wall divides the planet into east and west, and wraps the entire planet in a shape similar to a miniature Dyson sphere.
The nearly transparent material allows various forms of external radiation and light waves to enter in an incomprehensible way, while preventing any internal objects from passing through.
This severed the connection between the Western Continent at the most basic physical level.
Dismantle the World Wall.
This means that such a massive object will disappear.
The resulting impacts are simply immeasurable.
All that the Universal Love can do is to monitor every minute change as closely as possible and minimize the potential negative impacts of the disappearance of the World Wall.
And then this enormous object suddenly vanished.
No matter where a person is in the world, they will inevitably attract attention.
Wang Wen isn't stupid; once she realizes the World Wall has been demolished, she'll definitely turn back to find out what's going on.
Faced with the Academy's crisis, this was the only way Chen Hansheng could think of to notify Wang Wen.
He only hoped that the Academy could hold on.
Keep going for longer.
Longer.
Until Wang Wen returned.
Eastern Continent, Fifth Region, the Academy.
Mo Ran is gone.
That man, who came on so aggressively, with such fierce and murderous intent, eventually vanished like rootless sand.
This scene was created with just a flick of the red-robed man's finger.
Seeing these.
The people in the Academy closed their eyes, using their eyelids to conceal the pain in their hearts.
The priests of the Western Continent opened their mouths, waved their arms, and cheered loudly.
The high priest in red robes walked through the crowd to the scattered, collapsed members of the Academy.
The voice was soft yet resonated in everyone's ears.
She addressed the Academy, saying, "Actually, I feel sorry for you."
The only skinny boy still able to stand on the field, supporting himself with the [ High-Energy Force Field Shield ], spat disdainfully at the ground.
The commotion caught the attention of the high priest in red robes.
She raised her hand, and from her sleeve, her slender white fingers pointed at the thin little boy.
[ High-Energy Force Field Shield ] A large hole suddenly appeared in the shield wall that was flashing with blue light, and the boy behind the shield was sent flying backward, spitting blood.
With a flick of his finger, he sent the minor character who had interrupted him flying; the high priest in red robes seemed to have achieved his goal.
She nodded slightly.
She continued in her gentle, compassionate voice, "I truly feel sorry for you all. You only needed to obey, so why did you have to come here to die? I..."
"Pooh!"
Another disdainful voice from the Academy gate interrupted her "compassionate plea for humanity."
She was a little angry this time.
He turned and looked towards the gate.
Among the Universal Love reinforcements who couldn't even defeat ordinary priests and were neatly blocked outside the door, four figures stood stubbornly.
They were members of Mi Lailai's elite squad.
One of the team members, named " A Nan," struggled to fend off the priests' attacks while shouting at the red-robed high priest, " Shi Yuanyuan, you filthy bitch! I actually believed your lies and thought you were genuinely concerned for peace!"
The high priest in red robes slowly walked to the vicinity of the gate, staring at A Nan and asking, "What Yuanyuan? What are you talking about?"
A Nan sneered, "Stop pretending. I recognized you a long time ago. Do you think you can fool others with a mask and act all mysterious? I know exactly how many moles you have on your chest, let alone the fact that you don't even bother to disguise your voice. Do you really think I'm after those few bottles of cheap medicine?"
Shi Yuanyuan removed her mask, shook her head and smiled enigmatically, "To be honest, I no longer need to hide. Wearing a mask is just a habit. But you, A Nan, as someone from the Eastern Continent, are secretly tipping off our Western Continent. It seems you need a mask to cover your face more."
"It really is you!" The other three team members looked at the familiar face in front of them, their shock outweighing their pain.
A Nan stared intently at Shi Yuanyuan's face, gritting his teeth as he said, "Don't worry, I'll personally get my revenge for the shame I've lost. Today, I'll fight you to the death!"
Before he finished speaking, an astonishing energy erupted from his body, blasting away his teammates out of thin air, and he strode forward, directly passing through the blockade line of the Western Continent priests.
The bodies of all the priests along the way became mutilated, as if they had been sliced apart by some kind of sharp metal.
In the blink of an eye, A Nan was in front of Shi Yuanyuan and threw a straight punch at her face.
It's called a fist, but the fist shape is no longer discernible.
Half of his body had turned into strangely shaped metal, every edge gleaming with a cold, sharp light, and a fierce wind emanated from his iron fist, as if it wanted to cut everything in its path.
The two sides have not yet made contact.
Shi Yuanyuan's robe was torn in more than a dozen places by the violent wind, revealing her fair skin underneath.
This state, which combines energy attacks with physical transformation, doesn't resemble a simple World Tower item, nor does it resemble a supernatural skill.
It resembles a combination of props and extraordinary skills that someone once developed.
Clearly, this tactic was outside the intelligence network of the Western Continent, leaving everyone caught off guard and instantly defeated, until A Nan reached the red-robed high priest.
but.
That's all.
A Nan's iron fist stopped less than a foot away from the red robe.
However, his body was already unable to move.
It was as if even inertia had been eerily erased.
Shi Yuanyuan tilted her head playfully, dodging the punch, and looked at A Nan, saying, "A new move? When did you learn it?"
A Nan's face twitched in pain, and his body began to slowly turn into sand.
Shi Yuanyuan sighed, "You learned it well, but it's a pity you didn't master it. Otherwise, you probably could have hurt me, right?"
The sound had barely left his mouth.
She noticed that the world around her had suddenly changed color.
It turned into a vast expanse of white.
The rapidly depleted air and drastically reduced temperature caused her movements and thoughts to become somewhat sluggish.
" Wang Wen??" Shi Yuanyuan couldn't see anyone, but she could guess that the only person who could still attack her at this moment was the top player in the East.
Unfortunately, there was no sound feedback from the white space.
Several invisible strands of fine silk silently wrapped around her body.
The next second.
The thin thread was pulled tight.
The body, clad in a long red robe, was instantly sliced into pieces.
Only then did a reply sound from outside the white mist, "Those who haven't mastered it can't hurt you, but what about those who have?"
Near the Academy gate, everyone stared blankly at Lu Ci and his group of five, who had appeared there at some unknown time.
A moment later, Lu Ci was still standing there perfectly fine, and there was no movement within the white mist.
The people of Universal Love finally breathed a sigh of relief and showed smiles of relief after surviving a disaster.