Wu Heng deliberately summoned the evil spirit to observe the reactions of these people.
Of these seventeen people, two were women.
Besides Sister Arissa Xia
There was also a 38-year-old woman Mera Mela Petty.
According to the information, she had previously worked as a mercenary and a detective before marrying a farmer. However, the honest farmer cheated on her, so she eventually divorced him. Although she was not arrested due to insufficient evidence, she still chose to live as a wanderer.
The other 16 people's eyes showed surprise, and they quickly took precautions.
Only her eyes showed fear.
Although she recovered quickly, she was still slightly inferior to the others.
Wu Heng looked at the tense crowd and raised his hand to signal them not to be nervous.
"These two are evil spirits that I have already sealed away; they can no longer harm people."
"Furthermore, believe your eyes, the evil spirits are real!"
"As you can see, this is because a loophole appeared in Hell, and something has infiltrated the human world. These are not ordinary creatures!"
"This competition isn't about selecting the ' Nebraska's toughest man,' ' United States's toughest man,' or 'world's toughest man' or any similar titles."
"It is certainly not a joke for the rich or a game for those in power."
"The purpose of this selection is to protect this world and save all living beings. All the sacrifices made beforehand are meaningful!"
Wu Heng reached out, pulled out a Bible, held it above his head to show everyone, and began to read it.
"After it, there are thirty blank pages, reserved for you."
"From this moment on, all power and influence will give you the green light; just focus on fighting these monsters."
The six people of faith, upon hearing this, revealed something deep within their calm, tranquil eyes—the manifestation of their faith.
The person on the edge of the group of seventeen.
A middle-aged gentleman, impeccably dressed with neatly combed hair and not a single beard, suddenly clasped his hands together and shouted excitedly:
"Yes, those remaining Nephilim are poised to act. The calamity before the flood stemmed from them. The depravity has manifested, and I see my own destiny."
"Only those chosen will find light, joy, and peace; they will inherit this world."
"Then those chosen are given wisdom so that they may forever stay away from evil, either through ungodliness or through pride, but their humility and obedience are wise."
The man kept muttering strange things, which drew a glare from Sister Arissa beside him.
The middle-aged man was reciting passages from the Book of Enoch.
This book is considered a 'pseudo-scripture' and 'heretical' by Christianity.
Wu Heng recognized him; the excited middle-aged man was Rall Dudley.
It's the person in the information who claims to be the incarnation of the highest angel ' Metatron '.
Metatron is referred to as 'Little Jehovah ' in historical records.
In the Book of Enoch, He refers to two people: the famous archangel Michael and the prophet Enoch, who was favored by God and taken to heaven.
Wu Heng calmly looked at Rall, not interrupting him, but quietly waiting for him to finish reciting.
The six believers present,
They were all steadfast in their beliefs, and neither of them verbally rebuked Rall.
After reading the scripture, Rall stared intently at Wu Heng with a fanatical gaze.
He found the meaning of his life, the mission he had come to earth for, and this was the moment for him to fulfill that mission, even if it meant paying with his life.
Wu Heng saw Rall's crazed expression and gave him an approving look.
He likes madmen, especially those he uses.
If you become the enemy of such a madman, whether he is human or ghost, you probably won't be able to sleep too soundly.
"Regardless of how it is recorded in your beliefs, and whether you understand it or not, what I am saying is this: Hell has seen a brief crack, and fear has come to earth."
"The final challenge of your selection process is to confront the most basic evil spirit of fear. The more fearless you are, the weaker the fear will become. The more you believe you can overcome fear, the more you will truly be able to defeat it."
"Your hearts have already been endowed with the power to overcome fear, but you must find this power within yourselves."
"Everything depends on you!"
Wu Heng paused here to observe the crowd's reactions.
It was discovered that apart from the staff who were trembling with fear, the seventeen people present did not show much change in expression.
After all, they had long been mentally prepared for death.
Most of them, while listening to Wu Heng's Oratory, were also carefully observing the evil spirits standing motionless beside him.
"In the time to come, I will create an environment that will allow you to experience the power of fear in advance."
"What you need to do is explore your own potential within it, use a fearless spirit to tap into the power of belief, and use the power of belief to overcome fear."
"Alright, everyone's just arrived, let's rest and have a meal first. This might be the last time we can relax."
"Also, after hearing all this, anyone who wants to quit can come find me!"
"Don't force yourself to put on a brave face."
"Because you are already afraid inside, yet you force yourself to go, your cowardly hearts will only nourish the growth of fear itself, making it even more difficult to deal with."
As Wu Heng spoke, he glanced at the woman Mera.
Mera met Wu Heng's gaze without fear. She seemed to sense Wu Heng's gaze, her eyes flashing with anger, but she did not back down in the slightest.
This performance is more than ten times better than Ben Hans's.
After dismissing everyone, Wu Heng went into the tent, picked up the equipment, and used the access he had obtained through some means to view the changes in Derry via satellite-transferred video.
As for the death of the Lieutenant Governor of Maine, he didn't even bother to clean up the mess, even though there were already people investigating the disappearance.
The video footage on the screen was gradually zoomed in. Most of the houses lining the streets of Derry had been reduced to charred ashes, while some were still flickering with flames.
The rat, about the size of a wild dog, covered in mold and green, with sharp limbs growing from its armpits, scurried and squeaked on the road.
Their whitish eyes dangled outside their sockets, like two strings of lanterns.
Losing their sight, they crawled aimlessly through the ruins, sniffing everywhere. The smoldering ash on their bodies would ignite completely as soon as it came near the flames, crackling and popping.
Then it exploded, scattering viruses everywhere.
Wu Heng contacted Ben again. The main characters had already rushed to catch a flight overnight and were arriving in two hours after landing at the airport.
"It's almost over!"
Wu Heng murmured to himself, "In this world, there are Maturin similar to Cthulhu, and 'it' is observing from beyond the heavens, making me feel like a pawn."
After resting for half an hour...
He stepped out of the tent and summoned Swine Two.
The strangely shaped Swine Two attracted everyone's attention as soon as he appeared.