Wow! The item-dropping rate is really high!

In terms of cultivation, a second-order Spiritual Energy practitioner is the absolute main force within the city.

Third-order Spiritual Energy practitioners are rare, and a few old men with other important tasks won't make much difference.

"So we just watch?" The middle-aged man's tone also held a hint of eagerness to try.

He had heard the seductive words of Franca and, he had to admit, the girl was good at crafting words; they really did incite outrage.

At the same time, curiosity about the high-dimensional space was an unchanging pursuit for every Spiritual Energy practitioner; none could resist such a massive opportunity to explore it.

Even if the attempt was unsuccessful, any information brought back regarding the high-dimensional space would be invaluable.

As the primary mentor for most of the new enforcers in the teaching institution, he felt he needed this opportunity to temper himself, ensuring that his future teaching would be more relevant.

Nolanitz saw through the man's thoughts immediately, "Don't even think about it. While these young people open up the world, we old timers must keep a good watch over the home front. Although I don't want their expedition to end in failure, we have to ensure they have the means to fail. We must be prepared to keep things in order here in case they are completely wiped out."

"..." The man pursed his lips. While it made sense, he was somewhat disappointed. After a moment of silence, he couldn't help but ask out of curiosity, "Do you think they can succeed this time?"

To break into the high-dimensional space and rescue the souls of all those lost!

It sounded like such an exciting endeavor, yet while the youngsters could freely throw themselves into it, he, in his prime, was classified among the old timers tasked with holding down the fort.

"If it were just Franca leading those youngsters, I actually wouldn't agree. But now, General Bai E from the military is also going..." Nolanitz sighed after a long silence, "I can't see through him... The military feats he has achieved, even I must admit I'm inferior. With him along for the journey, I think they might actually accomplish something."

...

"I've made contact with all I could, but I still don't know how many are willing to join," Franca reported to Bai E during their encounter in the Black Street settlement, detailing her progress, "We can start the action now if desired. I've made my spiritual body in the high-dimensional space into a beacon, and anyone willing to join can trace us at any time through my beacon."

"The more than four hundred displaced Spiritual Energy practitioners are also following Kiro Lan's lead, ready for action at any moment."

This was the basis of their operation; they didn't hold out much hope for the number of enforcers from Arbitration Place who could participate.

Everything was ready, just awaiting the final command.

Franca took a deep breath, calming her slightly quickened heartbeat, "Then... let's begin."

Turning to look at the little boy Fernandi standing behind Bai E, she knew this Rat Man was a crucial component in her initial plan.

Gazing at the boy who seemed both fearful and resigned, Franca walked up to him and gently stroked his chin, her eyes filled with pity.

After a silent contemplation, she finally whispered two words, "Take care."

Everyone knew he wasn't going to be able to take care of himself.

Even if their mission succeeded, Fernandi, who had to completely burn himself in the domain of the Eternal Lord's authority, was sure to be utterly destroyed, unable to ever be found again, not even a fragment in any corner of the world.

"...It's okay," Fernandi's expression was a mixture of crying and smiling, "When I accidentally became a Believer and hurt so many people, I was already bound to atone for everything. But I didn't mean it..."

As if it were the end of his life, the words he never could say to anyone spilled out, "I didn't want to worship that big baddie. I didn't mean to make everyone sick, nor did I want those rats to eat Will alive... even though he bullied me before. But I only... only didn't want to hurt so much. Their beatings really hurt... and I was too scared to tell my sister, who was already so exhausted by our struggles to live. I didn't do it on purpose... I didn't do it on purpose... I just... I just..."

Tears clouded his vision as he spoke, and Mashati, who had received word from Bai E to secretly witness everything, clenched her fists tight in the shadows.

Franca now took over her role and gently held the boy, who was gradually emitting a decaying, foul smell, in her arms. "I know, we all know. It's not because we believe in demons that we choose to pray to the gods..."

Fernandi's body trembled uncontrollably in Franca's embrace, while the distant ground also began to tremble with an earth-shattering vibration.

Bai E turned his head to look at Rose, who was not far from his side, and lifted his chin to signal that it was her turn to enter the scene.

As the disturbance drew nearer, a black sea rolled in like a carpet from the distance.

The newborn artificial human warriors, fully armed and led by Rose, looked at those things spreading from the distant horizon and couldn't help asking curiously, "Rats?"

"Such big rats..."

Those rats that had gone to the wilderness in search of food ultimately couldn't resist returning to seek out Fernandi, their "Rat King".

According to the original plan, only if Fernandi completely burned himself within the domain of the Eternal Lord's authority could he guide the expeditionary force.

And in order to successfully reach the domain of the Eternal Lord's authority, Fernandi first needed to truly become His chosen one to be accepted and led into His domain.

How to become a chosen one? Naturally, one has to do something substantial.

Although the Eternal Lord was called the "Benevolent Father" and was gentle to his followers, including demons, his blessings were generous and abundant.

But this could never change the core logic of the demons.

To ascend within a system, one must work for that system.

To become a chosen one of conspiracy, one must play tricks on a large scale and throw the world into chaos.

To become a chosen one of war, one must indulge in absolute battle, with blood boiling with excitement.

And to become a chosen one of eternity, naturally, one must spread the glory of the Benevolent Father.

After the natural selection and fusion in the wilderness, the various deadly pathogens carried by the plague rats were already quite astonishing, and the moment Fernandi truly directed these plague rats to attack and spread pestilence among human gatherings, the Benevolent Father had already accepted this freshly minted eternal chosen one.

Deadly pathogens made Fernandi's body their new breeding ground, emitting a disgusting foul smell as his skin rapidly decayed and festered.

Yet despite his increasingly hideous appearance, his presence became even more terrifying.

Fernandi gently pushed away Franca's body and retreated behind him, as billions of plague rats surged behind him as if welcoming the new king's ascension.

Mashati, who had been hiding in a corner, covering her mouth to keep herself from making a sound, could no longer restrain herself. Even though Bai E had warned her that her appearance might cause her brother to hesitate, Mashati did not want her ill-fated brother to walk the path to destruction alone.

Ignoring the pestilent aura that had already begun to spread from Fernandi's body, Mashati tenderly embraced her brother, whose body had already decayed so much in a short period that he hardly looked human anymore, clutching her hands together so tightly that they turned white.

"Together!"

Fernandi, whose skin had festered away leaving only the flesh around his eye sockets, rolled his eyes downward, murky tears falling and turning into countless wriggling worms.

After quietly enjoying his sister's embrace for a moment, Fernandi controlled his strength and gently pushed his sister away.

"No," he said with a smile, "I am off to save the world, sister... Your brother has never brought you disgrace."