I'm the Mysterious Leader of the Salvation Organization

Chapter 568:

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"Why don’t you choose to leave?"

In a dimly lit room, Alan stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the exquisite woman before him, his voice filled with a hint of confusion.

"I thought you had already lost hope in this world."

The exquisite woman held a tall glass filled with white liquid in her hand, and she was none other than Mr. Xia’s companion in the "World", Shi Nianyu, the "Tower" of the Imperial Guards.

As time went by, Shi Nianyu was temporarily released from the constraints of the Savior’s power. Now, she was lying collapsed on the sofa, reeking of alcohol, with no trace of hatred towards Alan in her eyes.

Now, she had long understood Mr. Xia’s situation and no longer harbored hatred towards the people of the Babel Tower.

In the apocalyptic-like world of Noah, over the past decade, many of the former Apocalypse powerhouses had left this world, some had died in battles, and some had stayed behind, but their whereabouts remained unknown.

Only a few individuals, who Alan truly knew the whereabouts of, remained as powerful beings from the Apocalypse.

However, he felt that Amy might have secretly gathered information about these people.

In fact, over the past decade, Amy’s desire for control had become increasingly evident. Now, she hardly possessed any human emotions and would devise many unkind plans.

She pursued nothing but pure efficiency.

Including a perfected plan on how to deal with the terrifying plans should the warriors of Babel Tower betray. Amy’s direct combat abilities may not be overly exaggerated, but if challenged, she won’t easily lose to anyone among Noah’s numerous Apocalypses.

It was somewhat like…

For over a decade, Shi Nianyu had stayed with Noah, and ever since then, she had maintained a connection with Babel Tower.

Except for her, only Captain Chris from the past and The Cursed String Music remained as such.

"Is there still no news of him?" Shi Nianyu asked Mr. Xia with little hope.

"Hmm."

Alan nodded gently.

Shi Nianyu let out a sigh and said,

"Sometimes, I truly wish to venture into the depths of hell and eliminate all the demons, eradicate them completely… However, I also know that this is impossible and serves no purpose."

Yes, it was completely meaningless, and absolutely impossible.

Hell, in fact, is a dimension created by the negative emotions of sentient beings, with an infinite expanse and endless evil power. It is impossible to completely eradicate hell, even for the Outer God… unless all sentient beings in the multiverse are directly obliterated.

Perhaps, only the end could achieve such a feat.

Alan said, "You can’t keep falling like this, and no matter how much you drink, you won’t get drunk, right?"

Shi Nianyu hummed, swaying her wine glass. "This is no ordinary wine, but a celestial wine brought back from another world. It’s incredibly expensive, you know. Just drinking two bottles would be like wasting a precious relic."

"Luckily, just one bottle is enough to make me drunk."

Alan furrowed his brows deeply.

"We are going to the Tylor civilization, where perhaps there is a way to save the great Savior… If the Savior returns, maybe, I mean maybe… there is also a chance that we can find him."

If Mr. Xia is still alive.

To be honest, Alan didn’t think that this possibility was very likely.

But he had to try to rally every Apocalypse warrior.

Shi Nianyu closed her eyes as if she hadn’t heard, but after a long while, she opened her mouth again:

"Um, I will go with you all."

"Are you sure?" Alan hesitated for a moment, thinking there was no chance left.

Shi Nianyu opened her eyes again, and in her gaze, there was a deep sense of despair. "I had no other choice… And for some reason, whenever I am intoxicated, I always dream about what happened before. I have personally witnessed the power of the Savior of the Babel Tower, perhaps He is truly an existence capable of creating miracles."

"In the beginning, under His guidance, the Babel Tower had almost a mystical ability to foresee and succeed in everything, without ever experiencing any failures, right?"

Indeed, it was so.

Alan nodded.

Everyone reminisced about the Savior.

That incredible power and terrifying wisdom were the only answer to guiding everyone towards ultimate salvation.

"So, let’s go together," Shi Nianyu said with a smile in the end.

—

After the grand relocation had come to an end.

Tatsumi City.

The golden World Tree shimmered with radiant light. Inside the annulus device beneath the tree, stood a group of people along with Shi Nianyu, Chris, and The Cursed String Music.

Kaluoer’s children will stay behind in this world.

A big guy spoke up:

"I didn’t attend the previous Babel Tower meeting, I’m sorry."

Ganis was also among the crowd, and now he appeared even more domineering. His stature appeared more robust, and even his height had grown a few centimeters compared to before.

"Back then, there was a problem that needed to be solved… There was this awful group called the Spawn, and one of them could actually become invisible. Their intelligence was also very high. They kept committing a series of disgusting murders in my city."

Alan comforted, "It’s nothing. It’s good that you can come now. This might be our last chance."

On the other side, The Cursed String Music appeared clearly impatient. "Hurry up. I don’t have much attachment to this world anymore, but I just want to do one last thing for it. That is to help you find the Savior."

He looked the same as before, but he had a deep sense of world-weariness.

"This might indeed be the last opportunity, sigh."

Chris, with gray temples, sighed and closed his eyes.

He used to be the captain of the Knights of the Divine Blade, but he is no longer.

Over a decade ago, apart from Chris, every Knight of the Divine Blade was wiped out by the formidable high-level Spawn, and none of them survived.

Revenge, protection… Chris had too many reasons to keep fighting, to continue until he completely burned out himself before stopping.

Evie said, "What a final chance… Unfortunately, we still haven’t been able to find the Magic Sword, and it seems that the witch has no intention of coming."

Aurora shook her head and said, "Just the two of us should be enough, but I have a feeling that she will come."

"Why?" said Maryse, standing between the two of them.

Just as Maryse was wondering, a golden portal suddenly appeared before everyone, and on the other side of the portal, who should appear but the Moon Witch herself.

Merete Chambers.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"It seems like I haven’t arrived late… Only me is left, right?"

She smiled at the crowd, and everyone’s faces changed as they felt an overwhelming power.

Oh, my goodness!

She had reached that magnificent realm and ascended to the throne of the gods!

A true deity appeared once again in the Babel Tower!

Everyone was deeply amazed.

Alan clenched his fist and gazed at the other person. "I never expected that you could actually achieve this."

"Hehe."

Merete Chambers smiled and looked at everyone.

"I finally achieved my lifelong dream. Now, it’s time to help the Savior fulfill his wish."

"Will you not refuse my offer of help, will you?"

The crowd fell silent, their minds filled with countless thoughts. No one could fathom her intentions, but they knew one thing: now that she had become the magical witch of the gods, they could not hinder whatever she wished to do.

And the situation of the Tylor civilization is unknown, she is undoubtedly a very powerful force.

Alan took a deep breath, released his tightly clenched fist, and said with a solemn tone, "You’ve arrived at just the right time. We indeed need your help…"

"No," he replied.

Merete Chambers gently shook her head and said meaningfully, "What you need is our strength."

Just then, Amy, sitting in her wheelchair, coldly interrupted everyone, "The time has come. Let’s open it up. We’re ready to leave Noah and journey to the Tylor civilization."

Everyone fell silent, and the moment of teleportation was about to begin.

At that moment, in the streets of Tatsumi City, a few people started to gather in small numbers. Gradually, more and more joined them, until there were hundreds, even thousands.

They gathered together here.

They were all the people who chose to stay in Tatsumi City.

Believing that the Babel Tower could successfully save World of Noah, they were unwilling to leave.

Golden light shimmered as the time-traveling teleportation began. The crowd watched as ordinary Noah people appeared here, gazing at this scene.

They didn’t kneel, but quietly offered blessings to everyone in their hearts.

For the sake of this world as well.

Offering blessings.