CHAPTER 1080: 1078: SECRET INFILTRATION

The cosmic domain shaped like a top.

Centered on the main material plane with the largest cross-section, the upper plane is the divine domain, while the lower plane has been completely eroded by malice.

Currently,

as a trace of malice, symbolizing the apocalypse, gets dotted in the deep layers of the divine domain.

The entire lower plane begins to turn turbulent, the balance maintained for a long time is now being disrupted,

If the lower plane is considered a malicious black mire, then at this moment, the mire begins to bubble and boil,

Something sunken at the very bottom of the mire,

The thing that darkens the entire mire, is rapidly surfacing.

It is precisely the malicious country that stitches together several decaying worlds - the "City of Evil."

From the outside, there seems to be no apparent power source enabling the rapid ascent and transcendence of the planes by the City of Evil.

But if the perspective shifts to the reverse side of this world, shrouded in shadows.

You would discover tens of millions clad in the same red attire, exerting all their might to push a similarly black-tinted "Wall of the Reverse."

This wall is the foundation of the City of Evil, also the boundary separating the positive and negative, and a major manifestation of the Eighth Disaster.

The thrust applied to this wall is directly affecting the entire world, forming a spatial layer propulsion, causing a rapid ascent between planes.

Of course,

the abandoned and entirely locked-down "Paradise," created by William, is also built on the reverse side, and quite a few individuals from the reverse have sneaked in to play.

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[City of Evil - Skyscraper]

Fake Ruben, the Manager, the blind old man, and Yi Chen are standing in the Lighthouse Room with its top cover lifted, feeling like they’re aboard a cosmic vessel, while plane materials flow swiftly on both sides like star particles.

Ruben spreads his arms, perceiving the state of the zombies.

The mosaic-like countenance vaguely displays a smile, seemingly reaching the anticipated scenario of Ruben, "Those pseudo-gods are truly naive, entirely using the once-acquired intelligence without any adaptation. ȑаꞐ𝔬ʙЕṩ

The apocalypse virus has already begun spreading, next comes the second step of the plan,

The Manager will transport you to the lowest layer of the ’Seven-layer Heaven’ to inform that man about the ongoing Great Annihilation.

A reminder again, all you need to do is deliver the notification, without interacting with this person in any way."

Yi Chen had already switched to the silent "Deadly Form," even temporarily storing his physical self in the Dead Sea, appearing here only in a conceptual form.

The blind old man held his breath early on, never exhaling a single breath till now, all actions silent and still, without a shred of air disturbance.

This is precisely why Ruben entrusted them with this task.

Before proceeding, Yi Chen expressed the doubts in his heart: "Why not use the Manager’s power to directly send all the malice to the deep within the divine domain? Wouldn’t that conclude matters faster?"

Ruben, seemingly in a good mood, explained patiently, "The Manager’s hotel isn’t without limitations;

if one could send any number of people to any plane at will, then the current First Disaster would be the Manager, not me.

Furthermore, the progression of the Great Annihilation need not be rushed~ I need to visit a sick focus, I hope to have a little fun with those self-righteous pseudo-gods upon my return.

Alright! Off you go, wish you all the best."

Standing by, the Manager, upon receiving Ruben’s signal, waved and constructed the hotel’s doorway.

Before departure,

Ruben lightly patted Yi Chen’s shoulder, reminding him of their agreement.

Buzz!

Stepping into the hotel, without any spatial transition or lingering in the lobby, they immediately arrive at the lowest layer of the Seven-layer Heaven, standing on yellow sand.

A few hundred meters away lies the secret containment facility personally supervised by Jesus incarnate, where the entire staff embodies divinity (artificial divinity).

Due to the sounding of the annihilation horn and Avalon’s SOS signal, most of the divine domain’s focus had been drawn away.

Even this secret containment facility was affected, with the primarily responsible Jesus incarnate temporarily stepping away from supervision.

Even though the staff here remained steadfast at their posts, ensuring the normal operation of the facility’s various installations, preventing the man contained in the deepest part from acquiring external information and averting his participation in the Great Annihilation.

Yi Chen and the old man did not exchange any words, swiftly and silently closing in on the containment facility.

However,

just as they managed to pass through the sealed door, they unexpectedly found that the door wasn’t locked at all, even the barriers that should have been present had long been lifted.

Neither inside nor outside did they witness any of the former patrol personnel.

Yi Chen took a breath, with golden aura sweeping the vicinity like a radar, finding no signs of a living soul nor a trace of divine aura.

"Could it be that No.2 had left ahead of time?"

The old man, rarely speaking, said, "Regardless of whether he’s left, all we need to do is proceed to where he was once housed and relay the news of the Great Annihilation.

Besides, we need to stay vigilant... those pseudo-gods likely anticipated our coming here and set up some sort of trap in advance.

Lead the way, Mr. Yi."

The old man bent down, drawing his beloved M9 pistol from his military boot, while from the back of his waistband he pulled out a disproportionately large tactical knife.

Yi Chen led, with him closely following behind.

In absolute silence, a kind of ’field’ akin to optical invisibility ensured neither would be captured by any living or mechanical entity.

However,

as Yi Chen pressed on deeper according to the remembered route, his intuition suddenly sensed something,

even though his external perception didn’t catch anything,

neither did the old man beside him provide any perceptual feedback,

but relying on instinct as an assassin, Yi Chen glanced towards the corridor leading to the ’staff cafeteria.’

"Do you sense anything over there?"

After Yi Chen posed the question, the old man placed his ear close to the wall in that direction, listening intently for three seconds.

"There’s an extremely faint sound, if not for your reminder I wouldn’t have noticed it, let’s go have a look."

Maintaining their optical invisibility and silent approach, they gradually arrived at the so-called cafeteria area.

The pristine cafeteria adorned with elements of a church like stained glass, pillars, and domes had no employees dining there, yet Yi Chen and the old man both halted abruptly, cold sweat sliding down their cheeks.

Because seated at the central dining table was a blonde man, .

Impeccably suited,

Sitting with perfect posture,

Elegantly transferring dishes from the plate to his mouth, chewing in an orderly and composed manner,

A vividly alive gentleman,

Before him lay not just one serving, but three, and judging by their freshness, they seemed recently prepared.

As the man finished chewing his food,

A voice cut into Yi Chen and the old man’s ears like a dining knife,

"Sit down, I’ve specially prepared meals for you, delicacies from paradise."