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The glass stained with dried blood made one feel uneasy, but once the glass beca clear again, everything brightened up. However, the effect was short-lived and it was not yet possible to see what additional impact the presence of the God of Rebellion would have on this world. Given the state of things here, it was unlikely that it could get any worse.
After wandering the streets for a while and picking up so local specialties, he left the area. The items he purchased were mostly seeds, including those of the No Worry Herb, which is added to most food products in this world.
After a satisfying shopping spree, Zheng Yichen returned to the Dusk Cathedral. Since there was no noticeable change in the short term, it was ti to leave this world, wishing it a better future...
Back at the Dusk Cathedral, he noticed a slight movent on his shoulder. He caught the restless white ball in his hand and turned it over, showing it to Tia, "It can eat the ashes of the Great Evil God, that’s special, right?"
Tia nodded while looking at the white ball in his hand, "Indeed, it is special. You can consider it as an independent manifestation of the God of World Order."
"God of World Order?" Zheng Yichen was montarily confused, but he quickly realized, "The God of Rebellion?"
"Most natives of this world have co to know the God of Rebellion as the ’God of World Order’."
So your title has been conveniently changed? Zheng Yichen looked at the white ball in his hand, an independent manifestation of the God of Rebellion? "Is it also a god?"
"It’s a Divinity creature. It has no connection to the God of World Order anymore. You can think of it as a probe sent out by the God of World Order."
"Tsk, are you saying that if I hadn’t continued with the summoning ritual, it might have beco the God of World Order?" Zheng Yichen pinched the white ball, small in size but not small in origin.
Tia nodded, "That was indeed a possibility at one ti."
"What use is it now? To consu those problematic things? To eliminate and suppress abnormalities?"
Tia nodded, and Zheng Yichen stuffed the white ball into his cloak. Fine, even with such power, it’s still mighty. He rembered sothing from a week ago; if it weren’t for the white ball, he reckoned he might have already fought the God of World Order. But as for the gods of this world...
"Speaking of which, what’s the nature of the gods in this world? Will it eventually be controlled by that God of World Order?"
Zheng Yichen had never had a good impression of gods, probably because the first ones he had co into contact with after transmigrating were the Supre Demons’ type of gods—those who played with beings as if they were chess pieces.
What about the God of World Order in this world?
"It depends on your interpretation. The Great Evil God and the God of World Order are closer to conceptual gods. They don’t need worship or offerings, but the environnt’s existence holds more significance for them."
"That sounds sowhat similar to Dusk?"
Dusk also prioritizes the environnt, except that Dusk places emphasis on the entire world.
"Only similar. Their very existence influences the environnt."
"I have no more questions, let’s go ho." Zheng Yichen took a breath. If it was similar to Dusk, then the God of World Order in this world would mostly be in a similar state to Dusk most of the ti; it wouldn’t interfere with any creature within its environnt on a day-to-day basis.
However, while Dusk focused solely on the Dusk Territory, the God of World Order and the Great Evil God, though not directly intervening, would still impact the environnt. Whether this impact was positive or negative depended on one’s affiliation. To Evil Spirits, the influence of the God of World Order was negative.
For normal beings, a more stable and orderly environnt was positive. This answer was quite pleasing.
"Proxy Agents are truly extravagant..." Inside the Dusk Cathedral, the Dusk rcenaries who had not yet departed were chatting about their daily lives. They weren’t in a rush to leave, hoping to reap so extra gains in this world, such as fragnts left behind after the destruction of the Great Evil God.
Getting one or two wouldn’t be too much to ask for, but the locals weren’t fools; those items were strictly controlled. However, to the locals, the Dusk rcenaries were very enticing at this mont, so acquiring them wouldn’t be too difficult—just a matter of making so exchanges.
The special powers in this world were not weak either. The power of the runes was quite magical, and then there were those who wanted to get in touch with the ’God of World Order’, to potentially gain new powers or enhancent materials.
"The key issue is why the Proxy Agent arrived in this world ahead of ti this ti, but it’s also good in a way. At least our task isn’t a complete failure." Another Dusk rcenary, picking his teeth with a toothpick and speaking relaxedly, said if doomsday had arrived, their task would have been a total failure.
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And things were still manageable now, after the disaster had fully erupted and Proxy Agents were battling on a large scale. They fought their battles, and the profits were decent in the end, I suppose—though they definitely missed out on the biggest share. As for that Great Evil God, it was purely a byproduct, not at all within their mission scope.
"Hahaha, this Proxy Agent is also a good person, right? They totally could have ignored that Great Evil God." A Dusk rcenary said with a laugh, "If it weren’t for the chance to snatch the opportunity to destroy the Black Moon, our fellow workers would have probably fled long ago. We really reaped a lot this ti!"
They had no chance of destroying the Black Moon, but there were others who wanted to try. In the end, the Black Moon was cleaved by Zheng Yichen, but it wasn’t a loss for them. The black liquid that dripped from the Black Moon disappeared upon hitting the ground, but it could still be collected before it vanished.
And so they collected so of the black liquid.
"Indeed, but the Proxy Agent really is extraordinarily powerful," another Dusk rcenary remarked. Such a scale of battle, filled with destructive black sword lights; it was like a fight between immortals—a sight that made their blood boil. However, at the ti, they could only watch.
"Otherwise, how could they be Proxy Agents? Alright then, there’s a eting coming up, who’s going to that?"
The eting was organized by the local officials, primarily for the exchange between the Dusk rcenaries and local exorcists, and the officials had also revealed that they were interested in nurturing a group of Dusk rcenaries, hoping to learn more about the experiences unique to Dusk rcenaries beforehand.
Since there was compensation, these Dusk rcenaries were more than happy to share so relevant experiences. Competing colleagues? That’s nonexistent, since the Dusk rcenaries have scattered and it’s estimated that they’d never see each other again in their lifetis unless they co from the sa world or were in the sa team.
So far, there is no exact number of how many Dusk rcenaries there are.
There simply aren’t any competitors to speak of; on the contrary, the more Dusk rcenaries there are, the more the Great World would be sowhat suppressed and hence, their future missions would beco more relaxed and earn more rit points to achieve their goals.
They couldn’t snowball as fast as the Proxy Agents whose strength surged, who could possibly earn dozens of rit points at once, whereas the Dusk rcenaries only gained a few points each ti. However, the levels of difficulty in the problems faced by them and the Proxy Agents weren’t even on the sa plane—nothing to envy there.
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The Great World.
Wrapped in bandages, Bazel lay on a hospital bed, gazing despondently at the sky. Even after successfully escaping that world, Zheng Yichen’s strike almost wiped them out completely; he understood why the God Descender wouldn’t try to go after the Proxy Agent.
It really was pointless to do so—the state they escaped in was no longer on a normal spatial level, yet Zheng Yichen’s attack still seeped into them. If the God Descender had gone, it probably would have been a matter of one or two slashes.
Luckily, he returned successfully but recovering would take plenty of ti to heal, for the destructive force of that slash had injured his very core.
Not long ago, several bigwigs from the Great World ca over to ’visit’ him. Okay, not to visit him, but to inspect his injuries. His body had endured Zheng Yichen’s slash, retaining the residual damage caused by it.
These bigwigs were here to determine just how powerful Zheng Yichen was through the residual injuries on his body—he was like a test rat.
Bazel had no complaints about this because it was thanks to those bigwigs’ inspections that he received better dical care. The bandages wrapped around him would be high-grade items in gas that increased health regeneration per second by X.
Ordinary people who got hold of a piece of the sa bandages enough to wrap around the wrist could easily heal from injuries, as long as they weren’t fatal or involved losing limbs, and maintain optimal health up to the natural life limit of an ordinary person.
Such treasures enveloped his entire body.
The bigwigs didn’t reveal any substantial news to him, but Bazel could sense so signals; the Great World was now taking that Proxy Agent very seriously, which ant that the Great World might soon devise a series of plans specifically targeting that Proxy Agent.
It might involve custom-creating an apocalyptic world and having Dusk send the Proxy Agent into it as a trap, or if the Proxy Agent’s location in a certain world was confird, they would imdiately invest enough resources to eliminate him.
Another possibility was that the Great World had co up with new technology.
The likelihood of the first scenario wasn’t high since creating sothing from nothing takes a long ti, ranging from years to over a decade. The Great World had done this before, but the result was that the highly focused-on Proxy Agent died ahead of schedule.
The world designed as a trap fell neatly into their hands, but the Great World ended up at a loss. To turn that world into a trap, they had invested too many resources. If the Proxy Agent had been killed as planned, it would have been fine; but the Proxy Agent died in an accident beforehand.
So the best plan seed to be selecting a world that was currently being conquered and tweaking it a bit. Even if the chances of the Proxy Agent falling into the trap were low, the Great World could operate on multiple fronts. The only issue was the waste of resources, which was less than creating a trap world from scratch, and they didn’t actually lose anything; they just earned less.
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