I'm the Mysterious Leader of the Salvation Organization

Chapter 446:

She wore a white uniform, with a helmet on her head, and numerous transparent tubes inserted at the back of her head.

She was the manager of the clone manufacturing center, a truly remarkable being at the Crown level, and one of the strongest clones trusted by the great Almighty.

But that is not the most important thing; the focus lies in his possession of the authority to activate the protective technology left behind by the annulus civilization.

"The Babel Tower will attack the clone manufacturing center," murmured the manager, lost in thought.

This was a judgment made by Lord Almighty several hours beforehand.

Now, the group of ignorant folks from the Babel Tower had indeed arrived.

Although Bai Yan had control over all the cameras, it wasn’t just "technology" that served as a warning device here. In fact, the clone manufacturing center was equipped with extraordinary powers like sorcery, rituals, and relics for alerting purposes.

So, they realized that it was impossible for them to stay completely hidden.

The supervisor had already noticed this group of people breaking through the avenue and heading towards the entrance of the clone manufacturing center. Instead, they smiled, showing no signs of panic.

"A few ordinary individuals of Crown level also want to forcefully enter here, which is really underestimating their own abilities."

He remained calm and stated the facts, "In fact, when it comes to the technology of the annulus civilization, there is no difference between Crown and Apocalypse… there’s only one outcome for all of you."

"It’s a one-way journey."

The supervisor had absolute confidence in the power of advanced civilization.

He understood how immensely powerful advanced civilizations were, and everything in World of Noah could not even come close to touching them.

In the scarce realms of the multiverse, only a few advanced civilizations possessed the power to defy the Outer Gods.

Even in their eyes, those weaker gods were nothing more than mere experiments and mighty beasts.

So, even if it was just a fragmentary technology from a civilian advanced civilization, it was still something that ordinary extraordinary beings couldn’t contend with.

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"We are walking into a trap."

Partridge spoke with a bitter taste in her mouth, and in a sorrowful tone she urged, "If we continue walking forward like this, there won’t be a way back. They must have already noticed our movements."

"Uh, we understand."

Bai Yan nodded gently, his expression calm. He glanced at the fallen guard lying on the ground, the surroundings in disarray.

Mu Ling slowly sheathed her sword, with little effort.

"It was all resolved."

Elene watched everything, not saying a word, but calmly following along.

At this moment, they had already passed through the white gates and entered the interior of the clone manufacturing center.

Mu Ling remained silent for a while before asking, "What will happen next?"

"Next, everything we encounter will become interesting."

Bai Yan stood among the crowd, speaking in a light and airy tone, as if he had long known what was going to happen.

Yes, he had known all along.

Because of the power of the "Babel Tower" game.

At this very moment, inside the Babel Tower, the real Bai Yan calmly held a smartphone, starting to interact with the game.

Familiar pixelated visuals.

In the pixelated world, the background kept changing, revealing various crises and natural disasters. Every now and then, dots of light appeared on the screen. Bai Yan had to control the members of Babel Tower to attack those dots of light in order to reach the next level.

The challenge lies in simultaneously avoiding various crises and natural disasters. Any slight mistake could lead to the total destruction of the entire army.

He was completely focused, simultaneously controlling three little characters within the screen. They flipped, leaped, and continuously dodged various attacks while unlocking one complex and ever-changing level after another.

However, some levels were just too difficult, and the game character’s abilities were insufficient. Even the current Bai Yan would occasionally be defeated by the enemies at first sight.

But what does this matter?

Bai Yan could start over, as long as he didn’t save the game. He could control the characters and have another go at it.

Time for a new challenge!

"Unfortunately," he lamented, "the power of the Outer God cannot be used for cheating."

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Inside the cloning facility.

Bai Yan remained calm as he saw numerous containers. Inside these containers were blond-haired boys and girls with their eyes closed, their bodies not yet fully developed.

They were all clones.

Their physiological parents, without exception, were powerful individuals from around World, at least potential apocalypses… There were even clones of apocalypse-level powerhouses.

And among the numerous containers of clones, the most remarkable ones undoubtedly were the clones with the genetic material from the Almighty herself… Partridge’s siblings.

They would receive unified education from the moment they were born, and their status would be considerably higher than that of ordinary clones.

As for why clones are born during their youth, instead of appearing fully developed, it is actually due to the way the technical facilities left behind by the annulus civilization in the clone base are designed. The people of Noy Military Company are unable to modify it at all.

Perhaps, the individual behind the remnants of the annulus civilization never imagined this would happen.

Their own automatic "wardrobe", after who knows how many years, unexpectedly became a strategic military base in another civilization.

Partridge looked around with a complex expression, saying, "I was born right here."

Like an object, a creature was born from here… just a tool, nothing more.

"…"

Partridge closed her eyes and let out a sigh.

She continued, "This cloning center base was built from the remnants of the annulus civilization. It possesses an advanced automated defense system… Perhaps it was just a civilian technology of the annulus civilization, but it’s still something we cannot oppose."

Bai Yan nodded and smiled, saying, "You’re right, I can sense that power is about to arrive. Everyone, let’s get ready."

Everyone was momentarily taken aback, then they realized what Mr. Profligate was talking about!

That means, the power of the annulus civilization is about to affect everyone!

Mu Ling took a deep breath and drew out the weapon she had just put away, being extremely cautious in every possible way.

Although she always appeared to be effortlessly skilled and full of confidence, Mu Ling also knew deep down that she should never underestimate the power of advanced civilization!

In the midst of battle, the price of carelessness can often be too heavy to bear.

Meanwhile, behind the scenes at the cloning facility, the supervisor with a brain interface calmly observed the people inside through a cubic-shaped, pale white Relic.

"Very good, you have indeed walked into a trap. If you keep hiding in the residential area, even the company cannot easily capture a few of you who are at the Crown level… The current situation is really great."

He had prepared himself and was ready to activate the defensive device left behind by the advanced civilization using his own authority.

"Let’s start."

The next moment, inside the cloning facility, the people felt a strange and unusual beam of light at the same time!

World was changing.

A spinning sensation overwhelmed them.

As everything was falling apart… Mu Ling suddenly shivered with a realization, the current situation felt eerily similar to the moment she was transported inside Babel Tower!

Bai Yan also realized this, but he didn’t say anything. He silently observed everything that was happening.

Suddenly, everyone found themselves in a terrifying world filled with lava, raging screams, and almost nowhere to stand, populated by strange and monstrous creatures!

Mu Ling’s face immediately changed dramatically as she recognized it.

"This is a place of torment!"

Inside the clone manufacturing center, the supervisor looked at the few individuals who had vanished and knew in his heart that they would not be coming back.

Next, they would be taken to dozens, or even hundreds, of dangerously perilous worlds.

There, they would be marked as targets of World’s malevolence, facing various enemies and natural disasters, with little chance of survival.

And this power had no solution – even if they could miraculously survive in a few worlds, there was no way for them to return quickly to World of Noah.

Except for true deities, even powerful Apocalypse travelers who can traverse worlds cannot freely cross between them, but instead require certain preparations and various conditions.

For those at the Crown level of extraordinary beings, the chances of survival are few and far between when continuously thrown into various dangerous worlds and targeted with relentless attacks. And even if they manage to survive, the probability of being able to return is infinitely close to zero.

Unsolvable.

"It’s already over."

The supervisor mumbled to himself, took a deep breath, and connected directly to that important person in his mind.

"Great Lord Almighty, all the members of the Babel Tower have been taken care of by me. Please rest assured."

Although he didn’t see the body, and in reality it was impossible to see the body, the supervisor believed that his judgment was objective, rational, and utterly correct.

"They are all destined to die."