『National Conflict - Terminal North Continent, two King Level Out of Control individuals have been killed, the conflict is announced as ended, the Demon faction claiming the ultimate victory.
Defeated parties may choose to continue resisting or accept the defeated party agreent.
The victorious party will enjoy a one-week safe resting period, during which if no subjective demand for battle arises, they shall not suffer any attacks from the Out of Control individuals.』
[Chaos Casino]
Mr. Eugene held the Void microphone, spreading war intelligence throughout S-01.
Similarly,
at the gambling tables projecting the battlefield in real-ti, fleets of the Out of Control army also appeared consecutively.
Their sole purpose was to seize Goodman’s Special Brain, using the Self-destruction of the Half-life world to blast open a passage to escape S-01.
This rule-breaking action directly unsettled so gamblers present,
The dense fog surrounding Mr. Fog’s face emitted two lighthouse-like eyes, "Big Eugene, this group has already violated the rules, send us over there."
Mr. Eugene, however, remained nonchalant, gently waving his hand.
"No need to rush, this group of Out of Control individuals has already lost a significant part of their important combat power, it’s not worth having us all go...[The Final Ga] hasn’t ended yet, the gambling is still ongoing.
I will try to keep it fair.
The current events belong to ’Free Conflict’, and the number of participants is not limited in any way.
Let’s leave it to these two kids, and we continue to bet."
Even though Mr. Eugene said this, so gamblers still left the casino.
...
The shattered [Terminal North Continent].
Pope, Eugenes, Aslan, and Sally, each suppressed or even defeated a "Queen Level" Out of Control individual following Goodman.
Upon receiving the "Victory Announcent",
They also sensed an unimaginable sense of danger approaching,
"This group of Out of Control individuals is restless..." Pope whispered, already sensing the army engaged in space-ti travel.
As a multitude of Wormholes appeared, fleets of pitch-black warships erged, completely surrounding this place with over a dozen King Level Out of Control individuals.
"Let’s go over and help! "
Buzz!
Pope directly teleported everyone to Han Dong and Green’s centralized location.
Even though he was reluctant to interact with Green,
Now is the ti for resisting foreign threats.
Green, upon seeing these old friends, ignored the Out of Control individuals surrounding them, turned to face Pope.
"Oh, isn’t this Pope... You guys haven’t been crowned yet? A bit slow, huh."
"Wait until the coronation for a showdown, Green.
Let’s focus on solving the problem at hand... If this group of Out of Control individuals initiates an attack on us, it would count as a violation, believe Mr. Eugene and the others would promptly intervene."
Green nodded,
"That’s right, this already doesn’t fit the ga rules~ Hopefully, Father doesn’t co, otherwise, it won’t be fun."
At this point, Green suddenly turned his head,
He raised a finger pointing to the Out of Control individual emitting the strongest aura, [The President], an abyssal sound spread from within, audible to all the Out of Control individuals.
"This seemingly ’simple-minded’ guy, I’ll take care of him~ You all better not argue."
These words caused a slight twitch on The President’s face,
and at that mont,
a hand gently placed on Green’s extended arm, gently pressing it down.
"Green, let say a few words to this group of Out of Control individuals."
"Hmm~ Go ahead."
Stopping Green was Han Dong himself.
He took a step forward, directly confronting The President and Committee mbers.
At this mont Han Dong had lifted the "Gray Borrowing God", as if in his eyes, this war had already concluded.
"Goodman is thoroughly dead,
His ’Perfect Brain’, fused with the Hidden Brain, has been fed as premium feed to my subordinates.
If I’m not mistaken, you’ve hurried over because you can use the Half-life world’s Special Traits to escape S-01, right?
The [Final Ga] hasn’t finished yet.
Since you’re all here, why not start the final curtain of this ga right here?"
Han Dong made a standard host bowing gesture.
As The President’s voice echoed, it seed as if billions, trillions of people were agreeing in unison:
"So confident, local...think you can completely manipulate us? Indeed, due to the missing intelligence and misjudgnt of S-01’s combat strength, we’ve currently lost many committee mbers.
The overall situation trajectory is indeed very uncertain.
However,
Killing you,
Extracting Goodman’s remains from your body is still achievable... Leng! Lock down this area."
"Yes."
’Miss Leng’ extended her arms, a square Mirror World substituted the forr Terminal North Continent, completely sealing this area.
Subsequently,
The President waved his hand.
Hundreds of warships underwent structural transformations, blocks constituting the warships moved up and down, reconfiguring,
Eventually forming into a series of "Black Fortresses".
The vast army of Out of Control individuals surfaced among the fortresses,
This included not only the original Black Tower Control Bureau-contained Out of Control individuals,
but also powerful individuals enslaved, summoned, and transford during Out of Control invasions into Subsuper and large worlds.
Overall King Level numbers exceeded hundreds.
The total number of soldiers surpassed billions, each possessing Out of Control attributes, equipped with replicated Star Wars Armor produced by a certain committee mber.
Upon witnessing such an overwhelming scene,
Han Dong’s inner self was indeed sowhat flustered,
According to his plan, the Out of Control individuals’ violation of rules should prompt direct intervention from the Void... yet until now, he hadn’t sensed any Void fluctuation.
Quietly inquiring Pope, not far behind,
"Any news from Mr. Eugene’s side?"
Pope’s expression was equally strange, "I’m not sure... the teacher hasn’t contacted at all since just now."
"Could it be Mr. Eugene hasn’t had enough of the ga, doesn’t plan to end it now?! Wants us to escape on our own?"
At this point,
Green’s voice also quietly perated the group: "So many people are hard to deal with~ If you guys could muster, all be crowned, it might be a bit doable.
Ah~ Seriously.
Fortunately, I’ve already had my fill from the recent battle with Mr. Gutdemoning.
If they attack later, you might all retreat into my body.
I’ll try to get you guys out of here."
"Mm."
A sense of crisis saturated his entire being.
The President’s gaze was locked on Han Dong.
As he stepped forward, the entire Out of Control army took a step towards the center where everyone was,
This kind of oppressive feeling directly affected the spirit,
forcing Han Dong’s right heel to lift and move backward, preparing to retreat into Green’s body.
However,
before the step back fell,
Pa!
A broad, thick hand suddenly landed on Han Dong’s shoulder.
This hand did not belong to the Elent behind him but ca from a Black Whirlpool Portal that appeared out of thin air.
A man with no head and black hair floating on his neck, listening to a huge belly, stepped out from it.
"Nicholas, you seem to be a bit short-handed here~ We’re here to help round up the numbers."
"Headless Bro!"
The Black Whirlpool continued to expand,
revealing the entire building of the fighting club,
Besides Headless Bro, all club mbers walked out... This ti, they were no longer bare-chested, fighting with their fists.
Instead, each revealed their most powerful killing stance to support the youngest mber of the club.
At the sa ti,
Mr. F. Francis, wearing a red suit and a black tie but forgetting to wear pants, also ca out.
"Nicholas, I heard you might be in trouble, so everyone ca~ Is that enough face for you?"
"Enough, by the way, what are these Black Whirlpools?"
"Of course, Walter and the others ca too, who can resist such a likable kid like you?"
As soon as the words fell.
Black Whirlpools appeared, floating beside everyone.
W. Walter Sulliven, the creator of the Black Vortex System and eternal president of the Secret Law Association, stepped out, carrying with him the specially trained Ninth Elent - Kite Raniere.
"Walter Senior!"
Walter did not respond to Han Dong’s call, but rely signaled him to pay attention to the situation ahead.
At the sa ti,
a silver-haired man with a circular floating collar covering his mouth and nose floated out from another Black Whirlpool.
Director C. Charles, upon appearing, imdiately scanned the surroundings, seemingly conducting a personnel count of the Out of Control present.
Drip~
White liquid dripped down.
A man in a white suit stepped out, holding a White Sword that changed the eyes of the Out of Control.
In his other free hand, he gently laid it on Han Dong’s shoulder, saying with so emotion:
"Well done~"
"M Senior!"
The Black Whirlwind transport was far from over.
An even larger Black Whirlpool was torn open, clearly not for transporting individual units.
An "Intrinsic Space" beyond conventional World Level floated into view, presenting an appearance of [Town].
Wearing a black suit, without any facial features, without any light for illumination,
The only existence in the entire universe recognized by the letter D (Devil), and also the creator of the special world Derry Town.
The existence known as the [Mayor] personally appeared, handling an event outside of Derry Town for the first ti.
Due to the ’Magic Embryo’ traits, all mbers of the town grew together, and the [Ten Demon] all reached King Level.
Not a single town resident was missing, all standing behind Han Dong... Even so new townsfolk had heard the strange stories about the clown.
It wasn’t over yet,
The "Network Effect" continued to operate.
The sea level across the entire S-01 range dropped by 500-3000m accordingly,
All routes to the [Deep Sea] temporarily closed.
Buzz! As the "Deep Sea Mark" on the back of Han Dong’s left hand lit up,
A figure with a face full of Octopus Tentacles, wearing wet long boots, ca before Han Dong.
This person’s hand still held a Crystal Ball, inside of which was the [Deep Sea].
"Boss K, why are you here!"
The Tentacles continuously painted bubbles, sending private whispers from the Deep Sea: "Although I still want to participate in the gambling ga, I can’t afford to lose another [Deep Sea Leader]."
Almost at the sa mont as Boss K appeared,
The Yellow Mark on the back of Han Dong’s right hand emitted light.
With the perfect complenting of front and back, the real form of the Yellow Robe erged out of thin air, standing on the sa line as Boss K.
That’s not all.
The crack in the Dreamlands also tore open at this point.
With nurous Nightmares flying out,
The [Second Prophet] personally arrived on the scene, wanting to settle accounts with those who previously damaged the Dreamlands, aside from having ties with Han Dong.
At the sa ti, erging from the Dreamlands was an entire army of witches.
The Sixth Elent - Helen Hillber and Dumps also successively ca out.
"Dumps... have you beco a King?"
"What else? If I hadn’t beco a King, I wouldn’t be able to give you a massage."
Boom!
A series of deafening sounds erupted,
Shaking the cosmos with thunderous roars!
An army of goats, beyond imagination, appeared between spatial rifts, with the greatest among them supported by a throne bred from giant Goat’s Hoof, a woman with long legs was overlooking the scene.
Scornful of all individuals,
Then gazing lovingly at the center where Han Dong stood,
"Nicholas, don’t be afraid~ Mommy’s here."
Followed by,
A scorching dry heat wave swept in from one side.
Marlon, wearing an Ashen Crown, directly carrying the perfectly evolved [Hell] arrived on the scene, with the entire captain assembly of the Holy City contained within Hell.
"Nicholas, organizing Hell took quite so ti, have I arrived too late?"
"Perfect timing, Captain Marlon."
When such a complex, vast, and world-threatening army gathered here because of one person’s network,
Everyone present, whether Out of Control, Black Tower staff, or Demons, were montarily stunned, feeling an instinctive rejection in body and soul.
The Goat Mother showed a face of disgust, "Why is that guy here too?"
Standing beside Walter, Kite was trembling uncontrollably,
"Fa...Why did my father co out?"
A magnificent White Lotus blossod on the battlefield.
An individual of externally perfect yet internally ultimate wrongness rose in the center.
"Ancestor Senior!"
"Hmm... The purity of the Source Liquid in you has increased quite a bit."
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