Chapter 1 The Message

The message suddenly coming from the data terminal was undoubtedly the best turning point for Hao Ren at the moment—because he really, really needed help right now!

Sleeping in the underground mausoleum of the Holy Image Palace were all the most outstanding and excellent church leaders of the entire Theocratic State for the past ten thousand years, including successive popes and saints and cardinals who had been honored for various special reasons. Apart from those few who died accidentally in the war with the Chaos and whose bones were not suitable for being sent to the holy land, it could be said that the most powerful mortals in the history of the Koro World were concentrated in the tomb beneath this palace. These slumberers were unmatched powerhouses when they were alive, and just as powerful after death!

Lockmarton's constantly leaking aura polluted these holy spirits, transforming them into dark monsters. While destroying their original divine power, it also gave them incredible mental attack power. This nightmare power was nothing at first to Hao Ren—after all, he had the body of a demigod, and his mind had been specifically strengthened by Raven 12345, making his defense in this area extremely strong. However, quantitative change led to qualitative change. As more and more "nightmare monsters" awakened and poured out from the underground, even Hao Ren felt increasing pressure.

Moreover, he had to maintain his own mental defense while also trying to spread his mental power out to protect the ordinary people around him.

At this time, Karasus and the other ordinary knights, monks, and beastmen soldiers had basically all lost their combat effectiveness, and could only struggle to support themselves in wave after wave of mental attacks. And this was the result of standing beside Hao Ren and being protected by the latter's mental power. If they lost this protection, they would probably have become sacrifices dominated by nightmares from the very beginning of the battle.

"Calibrating coordinates… material transfer will begin in three minutes…"

The data terminal's slightly mechanical voice rang in his mind. Hao Ren constantly used his pistol to fight off the "nightmare monsters" that emerged from the soil and the air, while always observing the situation of the others, and quickly said in the mental link, "How many people can you transfer over?"

The ideal situation was of course the more the better. It would be great if this time could break through the goddess of creation's divine power blockade. It would be great to directly call over the entire ship's combat power, or even simply let Nolan enter the arena to settle the old scores with a cannon, then there would be nothing to worry about. However, Hao Ren knew that this beautiful idea was mostly unrealistic—the data terminal had said before that this material transfer was only a test, and could only use the original small cracks on the Koro barrier to transfer some small batches of materials in. But in any case, he hoped the result could be better.

The data terminal's answer was not unexpected: "Can only carry out one transfer, one to two people. The channel is very unstable, we can't take risks."

This number was disappointing, but it was better than nothing. Hao Ren glanced at the increasing number of monsters in front of him, and had already given up on the plan of passing through here to go to Asu Man. He began to prepare to forcibly leave this place after the helpers came. Before leaving, he would throw a small nuclear bomb or something to completely bury the temple, and then find a way to enter the holy mountain from another path. This was the most feasible plan at the moment, and also the plan that had been conceived from the beginning—Hao Ren would not easily put himself in a situation with no way out.

The only change to this plan now was that he would have multiple helpers, which was much better than the worst situation he had expected.

"I need the person with the strongest combat power," Hao Ren calmly repeated his request, "Must have high mental resistance, preferably Lao Wang. He is a demon, and his mental resistance is naturally strong. If his mass is too large, let Vivian enter the arena…"

The data terminal's voice was already a bit erratic, as if its computing power had been allocated to the material transfer device: "Understood, the transfer is about to begin, prepare yourself, ten, nine, eight…"

At the same time, Hao Ren suddenly felt a burst of pain in his mind.

He was stunned for a moment before realizing that he had been hit by a joint attack from those nightmare monsters.

Those monsters corrupted by Lockmarton (although they were once sacred priests, they could only be called monsters now) seemed to still retain complete judgment ability. After the stalemate had lasted for so long, they finally realized why the tiny humans in front of them could last so long—Hao Ren was like an indestructible reef in the storm. He stood on the front line of mental impact, blocking most of the mental power by himself.

These mental powers even formed visible sparks and halos around him, rippling out in waves.

The monsters conducted an obscure mental exchange, and then simultaneously concentrated all their power to begin destroying Hao Ren's "reef."

The huge mental energy gathered together, actually forming continuous wave-like blue light in the air. These blue lights vibrated and merged, and quickly formed a spike-like electric glow.

Hao Ren watched as this electric glow, which had already broken through the boundary between reality and illusion, took shape in the air and pointed in his direction. In his mind, he heard the data terminal's final countdown: "Five, four…"

He silently recited Raven 12345's name, and completely spread out his mental power: the transfer could not be interrupted, and the joint attack of those monsters was a bit unexpected. In this situation, he could only resist the first wave of attacks himself, in order to prevent Izhaks or Vivian, who were about to be transferred over, from being damaged in the unprepared situation as soon as they appeared.

But just as he was preparing, the countdown on the data terminal's side was suddenly interrupted by some accident: "Three, two… eh, what the heck is that over there…"

Hao Ren was stunned, and just as he was stunned, the mental spark shot out!

The expected phantoms and dreams did not come, but he heard a thin, small voice: "Hiss ha… scare!!"

When he opened his eyes, he saw a small figure in the air scurrying around crookedly, while throwing corrosive energy arrows the size of match heads everywhere: "biu, biubiubiu!"

Little weakling…

The data terminal's flustered voice followed: "Partner! We have a problem here! Partner! Are you okay over there? Didn't get killed, did you?"

"…Why did weakling come over?"

"Phew… knew you'd be fine…" The data terminal breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed to have really been frightened this time, "There was an accident just now, no one knows how that little thing crawled out, she climbed onto the focusing crystal of the teleporter…"

"Uh… things are a bit strange on my side too…"

As Hao Ren spoke, he looked in a daze at the little weakling flying around in the overwhelming mental attack.

By chance, by accident, in short, all the nightmare monsters' mental attacks fell on that mini-Vivian at the same time. However, the latter was still alive and kicking in the air, constantly making her signature hissing and laughing "roar."

The nightmare monsters were obviously also a bit confused, but after being confused, they immediately reacted, and immediately a new wave of attacks took shape!

"Hiss ha!!" Little weakling also saw those monsters, and seemed to feel the fluctuating energy in the air. Her chaotic thoughts could not produce a logical reaction, so her only response to this was a jumbled roar, and then she rushed up to meet the mental attack, "Scare! Hiss ha—pitter-patter!!"

All the mental attacks were like a stone sinking into the sea. Little Vivian seemed to be completely unaware as she flew around under the impact of countless monsters' mental powers, while throwing energy arrows everywhere. The small energy arrows often disappeared into thin air after flying only a few meters, but little weakling herself seemed very satisfied, and even added sound effects while throwing them: "biu, biubiubiu, biubiu…"

However, in such a seemingly bizarre and absurd, even ridiculous situation, Hao Ren found that the nightmare monsters were slowing down one after another.

They were as if they were trapped by nightmares and illusions, one after another becoming sluggish, slow, and even a few phantom-like monsters had bursts of smoke coming out of their bodies, and began to gradually evaporate!

Although he didn't understand what was happening at all, there was at least one thing Hao Ren knew:

A chance like this will never come again, take advantage of his illness to kill him, you're a fool if you don't take advantage, if you don't go to hell, who will? Stabbing in the back is a traditional virtue on the battlefield, why not take advantage of this time to quickly mess him up!

On one side were the monsters who were not resisting, and were even automatically dissipating, and on the other side was His Excellency Bomb Ren, who was outputting at full power. The battle quickly ended.

Hao Ren solved all the enemies, and incidentally solved the battlefield—the garden area was only left with a large pit, and in the largest of the large pits, even the collapsed and skewed underground palace structure could be seen.

As the surrounding chaotic aura gradually dissipated, the power of the nightmare receded from everyone, and Karasus and the others shook their heads and woke up one by one. They looked at everything around them in surprise, and it took them a long time to recall how they stood here, and even just remembered who they were.

Some of them had already lived a lifetime in the illusion, some had generated whole generations of false memories, and some had even lived in a peaceful Koro world for a thousand years, almost forgetting what the real world looked like.

The violent conflict between illusion and reality made some people painfully hold their heads and squat on the ground unable to stand up.

Hao Ren spent a little effort to grab the little weakling who was flying around everywhere, and Lily immediately jumped over: "Landlord, landlord! Let me see!"

The husky girl had also been subjected to mental attacks in the second half of the battle just now, but her resistance was also good, so she was just a little dazed. At this time, she shook her head and woke up, and looked curiously at the little Vivian in Hao Ren's hand.

"What's wrong with her?"

"…Accidentally teleported over," Hao Ren briefly explained, "It should have been Izhaks or Vivian who came over… but this precious teleportation opportunity was snatched by this little thing. But now it seems… it's not a waste."

Lily looked at the little weakling in confusion, and the latter bared her teeth and claws at her: "Hiss ha!!"

"Why is she okay?" The husky girl pressed a finger on the little weakling's head, "Those monsters joined forces and were actually defeated by her? Such a strong mental attack…"

Hao Ren was actually quite confused just now, but at this time a thought vaguely emerged. Looking at the little imp's crazy appearance of struggling and shouting, he pondered: "Probably because she already has a brain full of paste."

"Ah?"

"Her brain is thickened," Hao Ren shook the little weakling in his hand, "Either she doesn't have a brain at all, so after those nightmare monsters mustered all their strength and released a wave of mental attacks on her… they all suffered a magic backlash to the point of being half dead."

Little weakling looked up at Hao Ren, and raised a hand: "biubiubiu…"