I'm the Mysterious Leader of the Salvation Organization

Chapter 545:

The Wise Ones’ Meeting.

"Is it already over?"

"Finally, they came to a halt. The recent battle was… so scary."

At the gathering, the Wise Ones were greatly astonished. Just a few minutes ago, they had witnessed an earth-shattering event, one that had the power to completely alter Noah’s divine battle.

A true divine battle in every sense.

A few participants, if anyone were to accidentally "shake" even a little, would cause enormous casualties to the people of Noah.

World once teetered on the brink of destruction.

Of course, at the level of divine beings, their mastery over energy is extremely high, so it is highly unlikely for them to experience any "shakiness".

The wise inhabitants of the Tree City had a lofty self-image. They were constantly exploring new technologies within the city, and each of them believed that their inventions could change World.

But in the past year, World of Noah underwent incredible changes, like the turning of the heavens and the earth. Gradually, they realized their own insignificance and helplessness.

Those that appeared mighty, with astonishing technologies, were like child’s play in front of the true divine beings.

The gods were truly, incredibly powerful.

The wisdom and power that mortals take pride in are utterly worthless in front of them, as they mean nothing at all.

Just at that moment, the Nine Trees System suddenly sounded an alarm!

In everyone’s mind, a sound resurfaced.

[Ding, the alarm sounds, signaling the beginning…]

[A divine power is approaching… Stay calm and try your best to meet the target’s demands.]

[Facing the possibility head-on… Zero point zero zero zero zero percent… Zero zero one three!]

The sages were initially puzzled, then filled with great terror.

The wise ones present witnessed the sudden appearance of a man in black attire.

The man with curly hair wore a black robe, a smile adorning his face.

He stood before the sages, wearing a mischievous look on his face, his eyes revealing a subtle weariness.

"I am the ‘Profligate’ of Babel Tower, the messenger of the Babel Tower Savior. The reason for my coming here is to have a conversation with the Nine Trees System."

Bai Yan hesitated for a moment, took a deep breath, and exclaimed loudly:

"Nine Trees System, I have come to discuss the terms!"

There was no reply.

The wise men looked at each other, and the leading wise man was about to speak when he saw Bai Yan raise a finger, squint his eyes, and gave a smile before waving it.

"Please don’t speak to me casually, because you are not worthy yet…"

The next moment, an immense divine aura burst forth, enveloping the entire city in an instant.

One by one, the wise men knelt down on the ground, prostrating themselves and trembling uncontrollably… Professor Bai Lan, the creator of slimes, was among them.

Even the leading wise man found himself unable to support himself in astonishment, and had no choice but to kneel before Bai Yan.

"No, not him," she exclaimed.

But it is Him!

This man is a deity!

All the wise ones present had already been convinced of this!

God!

Unstoppable! Unbreakable!

"I’ll say it again."

Bai Yan didn’t look at them, but instead said loudly once more:

"Nine Trees System, I have come to discuss terms!"

—

"In a way, Fate’s Strings Master’s judgment was quite accurate. No matter who won, it was unfavorable news for her."

Chord City.

Bai Yan and Anomalous Star were standing together, at the highest point of this city.

Here, they could overlook everything in the city.

There was a special feeling.

Bai Yan had already exited the state of Power Possession – Nightsaber, but even now he was still savoring that wondrous feeling, something he had never imagined before.

Originally, becoming a deity was that kind of feeling, indescribable… a sense of transcendence.

No wonder, in the eyes of the deities, there was no distinction between the extraordinary and the ordinary.

Bai Yan, who was once unable to understand, now truly understood completely.

In the game, no matter how powerful the foot soldiers were, they were still foot soldiers. But becoming a deity was equivalent to becoming a prominent character, where even the weakest of them had a fundamentally different nature.

In the true sense, they stepped onto the stage of a diverse universe.

"Hmm, Fate’s Strings Master is very wise."

Anomalous Star nodded, agreeing with Bai Yan’s words.

"She gave Noah "books" and observed history, almost being able to predict the future development."

Fate’s Strings Master had disappeared.

She didn’t stay with Noah to await the outcome of the Doomsday Crisis.

But instead, before the Doomsday Crisis arrived, she took a step ahead and left this world, unsure of where she went.

She was a clever girl.

Not intending to fight to the death, but rather, she chose to escape directly.

He continued, saying:

"I thought that the evil demon would make a move at this time, but it seems like there isn’t any."

Speaking of this, Bai Yan let out a sigh.

To be honest, he still had many strategies that he hadn’t used yet, always being cautious of more enemies lurking in the shadows, more potential dangers.

Even the possibility of Anomalous Star betraying him and Fate’s Strings Master joining the enemy had crossed Bai Yan’s mind.

That, of course, was one of the worst and most dreadful situations.

But it didn’t lead to complete despair.

Now, the Doomsday Crisis had passed, but to his surprise, he felt a bit disappointed.

But it was for the best.

Very well.

The Anomalous Star shook its head and said, "Although this world has once again survived a Doomsday Crisis, this shouldn’t be the end… Hmm, it is far from over."

"There is a special secret in this world that compels the Outer Gods to continuously launch attacks upon it."

Bai Yan remained silent, but he already understood what that special secret was.

Noah’s world holds a special meaning.

All the relics would gradually flow into Noah, because Noah’s world is the "lower point" of the multiverse, and in a sense, it can also be said to be an alternative cornerstone.

It held an extremely special meaning.

The Outer Gods wanted to obtain this place.

"Perhaps, we should transport the people of Noah to another world…"

The Anomalous Star paused for a moment and said, "Actually, Noah’s people were not originally the native inhabitants of this world."

"Are you leaving?"

Bai Yan fell into deep contemplation.

Simply leaving here might not be enough, I’m afraid.

Once the Multiverse is completely destroyed, no matter where the Noahs flee, it would be in vain.

However, the true extent of the impact the apocalypse brought by the end would have, as well as when it would truly arrive, is something that most of the deities themselves cannot accurately explain at the moment.

Only Bai Yan understood this very well.

But he didn’t need to explain about the Anomalous Star, as there were some things about the Babel Tower that should not be revealed too much.

"Tell me, what kind of agreement have you reached with the Savior of Dark Light?"

At that moment, the Anomalous Star curiously asked a crucial question.

In fact, he had always felt extremely curious about it.

At that time, as the Savior of Dark Light neared the final step of rebirth, a fierce conflict arose between them and the Babel Tower.

The Vessel of God, which He had prepared a long time ago, had unexpectedly joined the Babel Tower, and was now announced to be under the protection of the Savior of Babel Tower.

Bai Yan didn’t hesitate and firmly refused the Savior of Dark Light’s request to take over the vessel.

And, it was declared that if He dared to cause trouble, He would suffer the same fate as the Steel Throne.

The Savior of Dark Light had no choice.

At that time, They only had a soul and divine powers. The body of the Divine Executor could not continuously bear such immense power. They needed a new divine vessel.

Otherwise, They would fall once again.

But it was clearly an unwise idea to oppose the Babel Tower.

So the Savior of Dark Light made a necessary decision, which was to engage in secret negotiations with the Savior of Babel Tower.

As for what the final outcome of the negotiations was, even the Anomalous Star was unaware.

He only knew that the Doomsday Crisis had come to an end, and the Savior of Dark Light had vanished… but the old man could sense that the Savior of Dark Light had not perished.

Instead, it silently regained life somewhere.

At that moment, Bai Yan revealed a subtle yet enchanting smile.

"Hehe, well…"

In the end, both sides were relatively satisfied with the negotiation outcome.

For the Babel Tower, it was like gaining a mighty power… but, in a different way, It joined the battle.

"Um, actually, it’s like this…"

In the end, Bai Yan narrated the true situation of the negotiation.

After hearing this, Anomalous Star was stunned for a moment, gazing at him and saying, "The Savior of Babel Tower truly impressed me. It’s quite remarkable. I had already thought of such a method… and to think they have also won over the Savior of Dark Light."

It was actually just a fortunate coincidence that happened by chance.

Bai Yan shook his head and smiled as he murmured to himself:

"No, He is not the Savior."

"The true Savior was them."

—

Tatsumi City.

Today, Tatsumi City had wonderfully clear weather. The temperature was gradually becoming warmer, and people were starting to wear fewer clothes.

During these times, everyone lived in constant fear and worry. But as the dangers increased, they gradually became numb to it all.

Many entertainment venues were still open for business as usual on the second day after the epic battle.

No one knew when the sky would collapse.

But everyone knows that if you don’t eat today, you will get hungry.

In a newly opened coffee shop.

"Actually, I don’t really like drinking coffee."

Bai Yan and Mu Ling sat in the middle of the coffee shop, each with a cup of coffee in front of them.

A cup of bitter black coffee, and a cup of sweet caramel macchiato.

Noah, the future supreme ruler of World, a title unimaginable to anyone.

"Like this?"

Mu Ling was taken aback for a moment. She extended her finger and lightly tapped the black coffee, instantly transforming its bitterness into a refreshing beverage.

"After becoming a goddess, I discovered that I could communicate with the consciousness of World… It could fulfill many of my little wishes, like turning coffee into other beverages."

"World is very useful."

She continued, saying:

"But in a recent battle, I also suffered from a backlash due to my awareness of World. Even though my goal was to save World… It is a mechanism, a rule, but only gods can touch it."

"Um, I understand all of this."

Bai Yan nodded and calmly finished his refreshing drink in one gulp.

This was something that didn’t exist in World, a drink entirely constructed by Mu Ling’s imagination and divine power, formed using the consciousness of World.

The taste was incredibly unique.

This kind of small-scale wish fulfillment, something all the deities were able to do, wasn’t really that difficult… as long as they didn’t completely anger the consciousness of World.

"Besides that, I could also hear numerous people’s prayers."

Mu Ling shook her head and said, "Because it was too noisy, I diverted them, splitting them into tens of thousands… filtering out the ‘keywords,’ only the more serious matters would appear in my mind."

People had already begun to worship the Goddess of Nightfall.

Whenever people called out her name, their prayers would flow into Mu Ling’s ears.

But because there were too many prayers, diligent Mu Ling did what most deities would do diligently – she divided the prayers and filtered them by keywords.

That is why gods rarely reveal miracles, even if so many people pray every day.

In fact, there were other sorting methods available.

For example, believers in gods would often sort prayers based on the level of "faith points" they possessed.

The most devoted individuals would find their prayers heard every time, while those who were less devoted would need to pray countless times before the gods might become aware of their thoughts.

The self-serving approach made their followers even more devout.

Mu Ling was different. She simply wanted to help those in need through the power of prayer.

"I, I want to know more about you…"

Mu Ling felt a bit nervous, as if she wasn’t a real goddess, but rather a girl who had just met her idol, with various complex emotions swirling inside her.

"Do you want to know how the Savior of the Babel Tower came?"

Mu Ling stood there, dumbfounded, and nodded.

Bai Yan smiled faintly and said, "Connector, a remarkably powerful mortal among all the gods, and the God of Games, is the most unique among the higher gods, perhaps even the most powerful."

No matter if it was the Connector or the God of Games, neither of them could be considered a good person or a good god.

Both of them resorted to any means necessary in order to become stronger.

He enslaved countless mortals, creating a civilization entirely devoted to serving him, a power that constantly defeated and plundered other gods, civilizations, and even the underworld.

But these two most terrifying beings miraculously had the possibility of joining forces to save World.

Bai Yan continued, "They both desired to reach higher realms, so they accepted the commission of the Outer God with the goal of saving World. And the Babel Tower itself is the reward."

Is the Babel Tower the reward bestowed by the Outer God?

Mu Ling was left speechless by the revelation of this magnitude.

"Yes, it was the Outer Gods who made the decision to save the multiverse, and it was them who gave the Babel Tower."

"The Connector and the God of Games couldn’t do this on their own, so they decided to merge their souls and become a completely new and different magnificent being."

Bai Yan paused for a moment and continued, saying:

"One… with the potential to become an Outer God… the most powerful contender."

"That is the Savior."

Mu Ling sat there in silence, unable to find the words to express her astonishment. So this is the origin of the Babel Tower and the Savior?

She took a deep breath.

"I never realized, you were right beside me all along…"

"Longing is the furthest distance to understanding."

The girl reached out her hand, hesitating a bit, but gently placed it on the back of the man’s hand in front of her.

Mu Ling spoke slowly but resolutely, "I hope to always stand by your side in the future."

"As long as you grant it."

She looked into the man’s eyes.

Bai Yan remained silent for a long time.

"Mu Ling."

"At this moment in time."

"How could I ever abandon you?"

…

The night grew darker.

In the café, Bai Yan was left alone.

He silently possessed power, and then he extended his finger, transforming the coffee into a refreshing beverage.

"The taste is neither good nor bad, but strangely enough, I happen to like it… Mu Ling, the flavors you create really suit me."

At this moment, Bai Yan appeared weary, his eyes filled with exhaustion, completely different from just a moment ago.

In reality, Bai Yan still had half of the story left untold.

That was before the Second Doomsday Crisis, the most important story that Bai Yan had unearthed… his very own.

Perhaps in the not too distant future, he would have the opportunity to share the rest of the story with Mu Ling.

"But not right now."

The night had grown dark, and Bai Yan slowly got up with a heavy heart, leaving the café.

Disappeared into the darkness.