Everyone in the know tensed up.
That vibration just now...
"Report... we observed a teorite striking the ground at extrely high speed! Preliminary estimates suggest a speed of around 30 Mach, even faster than intercontinental missiles, and we are currently investigating the situation..."
This teorite was most likely caused by "the Ga."
Because the current Demon God, "Delusion," did not have significant control over the Earth World, it lacked the ability to directly hurl a teorite.
Soon, subordinates delivered even more detailed investigation results. Theoretically, electronically processed voices should not carry emotion, but everyone detected a strange and excited tone.
"Report, the location hit by the teorite has revealed an ancient and profound well!!"
"The well’s Spiritual Strength exceeded the detection limits of our machinery... it’s roughly estimated to be a supernatural phenonon caused by a Subordinate Demon God."
"Subordinate Demon God Level?!"
Old No. 1 involuntarily furrowed his brows.
The mbers of the Black-clothed Guard along with several foreign Investigators all held their breath, exchanging glances.
A supernatural phenonon at the Subordinate Demon God Level with just one strike!
What was this? A well?
It was— "the Ga" was also utilizing the "Mirror Image" phenonon to project imnse power into the opponent’s world!
The strength of this power projection was far beyond human expectations!
A high-stakes ga had officially comnced at that mont.
Feng Ling clenched her fists uncontrollably, and in those few seconds, nervousness and fear caused her to break out in a cold sweat.
This war of Demon Gods was not only a matter of Earth World’s safety but also concerned the world she belonged to! Otherwise, what was the point of her arduous journey here, if not to seek help from the powerful and unknown "Ga"?
The mbers of the Black-clothed Guard were also sowhat worried.
This was a level of struggle, a true Demon God Level, that humanity had never witnessed before. Perhaps humans had seen such terrifying battles before, but ultimately, all those in the know had chosen to destroy the records.
The fear of the unknown mixed with curiosity about mysterious phenona, creating an indescribable complex emotion.
Eventually, the white-haired Old No. 1 waved his hand and chuckled wryly, "If ’the Ga’ is willing to invest so much power, what do we have to fear? We humans have our own trump cards... whatever happens, we won’t be annihilated!"
"Continue the investigation on this well, be careful. It probably won’t kill indiscriminately... but also, don’t interfere too much."
"Understood."
About an hour later, new information ca in.
The Investigators reported sowhat shockingly, "The well appears to be dried up, not a drop of water in it. It’s bottomless; our scientific instrunts have detected... the current depth has exceeded 230,000 ters... and it’s still increasing!"
"We’ve also deployed a ’Silent Peeping Tom’ to peer into it. At about 230,000 ters deep, we observed a strange human head."
"Near this head, the Silent Peeping Tom recorded the scene undergoing significant distortion."
"This human head is slowly descending underground, descending about 50 ters per second. And it’s constantly mumbling in human language..."
"Human language? What is it saying?"
"Transmitting processed video data."
The features of this human head were blurred, the surrounding land bubbling as if dissolved by sulfuric acid, while the head continued its rapid descent.
"I’m exhausted, this ti it really backfired... There are still so many steps missing, how could a World Level spatial channel possibly be established?"
All of a sudden, the human head started shouting hysterically.
"Hurry up, Black-clothed Guard!"
"I’m so tired, I can’t dig anymore!"
Being directly criticized by na, the Black-clothed Guard and everyone else felt the tension rise.
Even Old No. 1 felt enormous pressure, since that "human head"—after all a Subordinate Demon God, could wipe them out.
"Is this thing the real body of a Subordinate Demon God?"
"I don’t know... it might be a power projection of so entity."
"What... what is it trying to connect?"
A voice from the Great Science Academy, No. 24, spoke through the headset: "This ’human head’ is trying to forcibly open a connection between worlds through the Mirror Image phenonon, to allow ’the Ga’ to project imnse power at low cost..."
"It acts like a high-speed channel; otherwise, limited by hardware capabilities, no matter how similar the mirror effects are, it would only be like a small water pipe, unable to transfer much power."
"Right now, this ’Mirror Image’ phenonon isn’t strong enough, hence ’the head’ can’t establish a World Level tunnel."
"Oh, and based on the ether value fluctuations, it’s very likely the Subordinate Demon God from the Blood Demon Calamity that’s about to vanish."
But this speculation was madness enough!
A Subordinate Demon God, on the brink of disappearance, had co here to dig a tunnel laboriously!
As manual labor!
Clearly, it was an assistant in "the Ga."
But this action was too lavish, consuming a vast amount of power from a Subordinate Demon God.
Moreover, "the Ga" had chosen to engage in a close-up, face-to-face battle with "Delusion," which was even more perplexing.
Theoretically, it was difficult for two Demon Gods of nearly the sa tier to defeat each other in a short period.
But at that mont, the "Ga," leveraging the stability of the hospital, had the upper hand. Was there such a hurry?
With an excited and even frenzied tone, number 24 said, "I think, for the ’Ga’ to have spent the price of a Subordinate Demon God to break through a World Level tunnel, there’s a very high probability that they’re aiming for a ’quick victory’!"
"Once this channel is discovered by the ’Blind Nothingness,’ the ’Blind Nothingness’ may just fill the tunnel back up, hence it can be used only once."
A World Level tunnel that can only be used once, yet requires the power of a Subordinate Demon God; what else could it be if not for a quick victory?
Again, soone said, "Could we have misjudged, and could the ’Ga’ be far stronger than the ’Blind Nothingness’? Is there so sort of guaranteed victory?"
"No, no, no, the two aren’t that different," number 24 shook his head, "The reason for a quick victory is naturally... the ’Giant Millstone’ behind ’Ga’!"
"Does the ’Giant Millstone’ really need to be in such a hurry?"
"Who knows what the ’Giant Millstone’ is thinking..."
Everyone was puzzled and couldn’t manage these many thoughts at the mont. After being nad and critiqued by "Human Head," they no longer cared about ceremonial matters, and the elder number one loudly declared, "The opening ceremony, the unveiling ceremony officially ends!"
"Ladies and gentlen, let us welco our first batch of guests."
"Dean Feng Ling, please proceed to the Dean’s office and recruit a batch of first livestock doctors!"
Under the anxious gazes of the people, Feng Ling softly "hmd" and one truck after another of big, fat pigs were transported in through the hospital entrance.
So of the big, fat pigs had swine flu, coughing, breathing difficulties, fever, and required urgent dical attention.
Of course, there were also so healthy pigs.
As if the arrival of "patients" had injected so vitality into this hospital. The power from the ’Blind Nothingness’ suddenly beca active.
"I now need to guide ’Its’ power," Feng Ling bit her lip, knowing her task was significant and felt sowhat nervous, "and implant it into the souls of these pigs."
"Alright, begin the recruitnt steps for doctors."
"Don’t worry; this is our territory."
A healthy pig, tightly bound, was brought before her, and Feng Ling’s eyes revealed a faint green glow.
In just a few seconds, she guided the power from the ’Blind Nothingness,’ transferring a doctor’s mory into this loudly squealing pig.
"It took about four seconds."
It beca a complete idiot; initially, it still squealed a few tis, then it stood there stupidly, like an imbecile.
"Why isn’t it moving?"
Her voice was a bit hoarse; she always found this scene sowhat comical.
A Demon God that had destroyed several worlds was here, fooled by a bunch of "fat pigs."
The waters of this world ran deep... Behind the ’Ga,’ there apparently was an even more terrifying ’Giant Millstone’... A Subordinate Demon God digging tunnels here... Human beings free-riding on the powers of the Demon God ’Blind Nothingness’... What a terrifying world?!
It was the first ti Feng Ling had this bizarre thought.
"It’s normal for it to be stunned; our instrunts have detected massive fluctuations in its soul waves. It must be the mory of a deceased doctor that was implanted into its mind, causing a significant boost in Spiritual Strength."
"But a pig’s brain is too simple to comprehend human mories, hence leading to dentia."
One of the Black-clothed Guard staff chuckled, "No matter how powerful the superpower is, it still has to abide by the Physical Laws, after all, a pig’s brain isn’t a human brain. ’It’ couldn’t fully understand humans, let alone pigs."
He slapped the buttocks of the large fat pig: "Next, our pig comrade number one, will take on the position of chief cardiologist, and our human doctors will act as assistants to treat those sick pigs."
Feng Ling nodded slightly, not daring to delay.
"Continue."
It took several hours, but they managed to inject mories into hundreds of healthy pigs!
The power of the ’Blind Nothingness’ gradually cald down; it seed all the mories it had extracted from history had been implanted.
Once any of the pig doctors died, the mories would return to the hospital.
Its power would beco active again.
Feng Ling was sowhat fatigued and gulped down a big mouthful of water.
But soon, her spirits lifted again, calling out deep inside: "Sister, we... we did it!"
"This is our first step in defeating the ’Blind Nothingness’... Next, we have to take the second step, the third step. We can definitely keep doing this."
anwhile, the mbers of the Black-clothed Guard were checking on these fat pigs.
"A total of 564 mories, huh? It matches the number of the deceased initially."
"We’ll kill 50-100 pig doctors each day, continuously extracting its power. All the sick pigs leaving the hospital will be slaughtered after so ti."
The elder number one turned around: "Mr. Pan, have you decided? Our Black-clothed Guard’s external staff mbers co and go freely, and though there’s nothing particularly demanding about the tasks and the pay isn’t high, the information is way more insightful than that of the ’Today’s Business Talk’ newspaper on Hong Kong Island."
"I’ll think about it," Pan Hao wiped the sweat from his brow, indeed overwheld by the creative ideas of the Black-clothed Guard.
Could it really be like this?
Is this a Saint’s planning?
As the sick pigs received their treatnts and were infused with saline, the ’Subordinate Demon God’ digging tunnels underground finally stopped muttering.
It began to dig the tunnel vigorously!
That dark, narrow path seed to lead to an endless expanse of space and ti...
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