Listening to the Black Knight's words, Lu Ce's eyes regained their calmness, and he nodded.
"Hmm..."
"[Apostle]..."
His eyes narrowed slightly, a solid yet elusive killing intent gathering around him.
These people could no longer be said to have nothing to do with him, right?
Not taking action against that Zhong Li Rui earlier didn't mean his mindset was truly that peaceful. In reality, ever since Xie Antong finished telling him her conjecture, he had been inexplicably annoyed.
He was just waiting, waiting for the moment hours later when that chaotic dance of demons would arrive, so he could see what these guys were planning to do.
Since their very existence was a gun designed by the Game, most likely to deal with him.
Then... I hope you're already prepared.
His goal was very simple: just wander around! His eyes swept over countless people, sensing the aura on them.
If he were wearing the mask of Wrath right now, that intuition might help with everything he wanted to do.
But now, he wasn't doing that.
Because the prestige of "Sin" was too formidable, like the most vicious Devil King, intimidating those little devils. So this time, he was going to act under the identity of "Lu Ce."
As he walked, he even ran into Jiang Yuan once.
Jiang Yuan immediately stopped him and quickly said:
"Hey friend, finally found you. Team Leader Xie told me to follow you."
"It seems, looking at the time, that game descent is about to start soon. What should I do?"
Jiang Yuan was still lost walking in this world, always wanting to find someone who could guide him.
But the current Lu Ce had no time to babysit. He just raised his hand, patted the other's shoulder, and said seriously:
"You left another world and came here. It's time to be weaned."
"Go pursue your own heart, do what you think is right. You don't always have to rely on others' judgments."
"You belong to yourself, nothing else belongs to you."
After saying that, Lu Ce left without looking back, like an irresponsible parent who, after fooling his child, quickly ran off to do his own thing.
Leaving Jiang Yuan alone on the spot, staring blankly at his retreating back, his eyes somewhat dazed.
Why... do this person's words sound so much like the Saint Lord...
[Remaining Time: 0:01:23.......]
[...]
[Time's up! Realm of the Chosen descends!]
As the final game countdown ended, the Game's voice announced the start of this globally descending special mode!
By now, the sky had entered nighttime. The sun had set in the west, and the dusky sky held scattered starlight.
But the streets were brightly lit. Some people held lighting equipment, others sat in cars with headlights on, like a crowd preparing to flee before the end of the world.
Some wanted to participate in the game, some didn't want to be dragged in, and some still hadn't decided what they planned to do.
But at the very least, the choice had to be firmly grasped in their own hands. Everyone was paying attention to what the "zone contraction" would look like.
The moment the Game's voice fell, it was just like the Grand Elder's words—the heavens changed!
The sky overhead instantly changed color, shifting from the previous pitch black to something unreal in an instant, as if draped with a curtain of a different color.
If viewed from space, the blue planet at this moment was enveloped by zones of various garish colors. And each zone would eventually contract into a point of light, becoming a game area.
"Ah... three hours left. Not much time left for you." Lu Ce muttered to himself, the expression on his face gradually turning serious, already entering the state of the game.
......
Now, massive flows of people began to move, as if they were pre-programmed.
As the zones contracted, some ran outward, some moved inward, and some hesitated, pacing back and forth.
So in a short time, road traffic was completely paralyzed, utterly impossible to sort out.
The Dragon Group had long been prepared. Large numbers of personnel held lighted signs guiding directions. Broadcasts reported landmark positions in real-time, informing people within the zones where the boundaries were.
But even so, chaos inevitably occurred. Everything began sliding toward disorder. The people of the [Apostle] organization now acted like little devils after the gates of hell opened, causing trouble everywhere.
For no apparent reason, large fires broke out in all directions of the city, igniting not just buildings, but also the fear in people's hearts.
Then, the carnival began. In the hearts of the [Apostles], during these three hours, they were the protagonists of the world, shouldering the mission assigned to them by the Game.
As the community chaos intensified, the first [Apostle] to actively jump out appeared.
A man with a mohawk suddenly rushed out, positioning himself right at the boundary of the zone contraction. He roared at the opposing flow of people below:
"Three hours left! These three hours are likely your last chance in life! The chance to be chosen by God!"
"Join the Apostles, become believers of God, become new humans."
As he spoke, a long spear materialized in his hand. He hurled it toward a Dragon Group member in the crowd who was evacuating civilians and persuading ordinary people not to enter the zone!
"The Game is already an inevitability of the world. Those who go against the tide are unforgivable!"
His actions were crazy and inflammatory, and his own strength was not insignificant. This spear sent that Dragon Group member flying, sliding several meters across the ground.
"Enter the game, the future is..."
"So, what exactly is the mission the Game gave you? To get more people to participate in the game?" Suddenly, a person's voice interrupted the [Apostle]'s words.
Lu Ce rolled up his sleeves and stepped out from the crowd. Although his appearance wasn't particularly special, his aura at this moment was quite prominent among the people.
The mohawk man was stunned for a moment, looking at this suddenly appearing guy. He wondered why this person knew so much about the [Apostles]? How did he know we were chosen by the Game?
Without further ado, another long spear appeared in his hand, and he forcefully hurled it toward Lu Ce again!
Watching the spear tip continuously enlarging before his eyes, the corner of Lu Ce's mouth began to twist upward in a perverse manner.
It had been a long time since he'd seen someone maintain this kind of courage in front of him.