Merging with Demon Spirits-Chapter 341 - 253: Demon Transformation

The cheers of tonight echoed through Shanghai, simultaneously inciting riots among the demon beasts outside the base city.

The roars and howls of the demon beasts reverberated across the desolate wilderness, with some even charging towards Shanghai, frantically attacking the protective barrier. Various forms of fire, hail, and lightning attacks, resembled splendid fireworks, causing waves of ripples on the shield.

However, the defense of the Guardian Divine Artifact was clearly not something that could be easily broken. The demon beasts, exhausted from attacking, had no choice but to give up.

Outside the base city, in the pitch-black night sky, an old man floated in the void, standing with hands behind his back, quietly gazing at the brightly lit Shanghai, his blood-colored eyes revealing a trace of complexity.

Seven or eight figures appeared on the horizon, flapping their wings, landing behind the old man, remaining silent as well.

After a long while, the old man spoke, "Do you think we made the wrong choice?"

The people behind the old man exchanged looks, and after a while, a pot-bellied middle-aged man in a white coat spoke up, "Chief Steward, since the day we joined ’New World,’ we have no way back, and the Human Race is weak; our choice was not wrong!"

"New World? Is there really such a so-called New World?"

The old man murmured, as if asking the others, yet also questioning himself.

But no one could answer that question.

New World!

A terrorist organization wanted worldwide.

On the global terrorist organization rankings, ’New World’ has always been at the top.

In the eyes of outsiders, New World is an evil organization that has betrayed the Human Race, allied with the Divine Martial Continent, committing all sorts of evil.

But who knows, they are merely pitiable people caught between the Human Race and the Alien Race, trying to survive.

They know better than anyone what the future holds!

Although the base city is very safe now, people live and work with peace of mind, able to marry and have children, when the number of Space Gates increases to a point where they cannot be controlled any longer, the Alien Race will step onto this land and become its new masters.

They are just seeking a chance of survival in advance for themselves, for their families, and for some unwilling to die companions.

They are waiting for a brand-new world.

Perhaps they won’t be the masters of this world, but they will be allowed to exist.

Who can understand them?

They are not traitors, not turncoats, not heartless beasts.

They just want to survive.

"Nowadays, dozens of Space Gates appear worldwide every year, and, powerful as Lin Feng is, he can only seal one Space Gate."

A woman said.

She looked at the old man’s back, a flash of disdain and contempt in her eyes.

The New World organization, with its clear hierarchy.

At the core, there is a leader, three chief executives, and twelve chief stewards, with minor stewards like them numbering over a hundred.

No one knows the leader’s identity, who has never appeared.

The three chief executives are all Emperor Realm powerhouses, incredibly strong; their true identities are also unknown, and although they appear from time to time, they rarely manage affairs.

Matters are handled by the twelve chief stewards.

The twelve chief stewards are responsible for matters in the twelve base cities.

Among the twelve chief stewards, who doesn’t know that the Shanghai chief steward ’Red Eye’ is most ruthless, killing without blinking, with tens of thousands dying at his hands!

Is this pretense of sentimentality meant to fool whom?

Most likely a test.

Among these eight people, three have just recently joined the organization.

And she has been with the New World for three years, no longer a rookie.

She knows that if any one of them shows the slightest abnormality or says the wrong thing, they would be killed instantly, even being executed by a thousand cuts in front of everyone.

She’s seen too much of this.

Joining the New World has no room for regret.

Want to leave? Death is the only way!

People who join the New World are traitors to the Human Race, but the organization is even more ruthless and inhumane to traitors.

"Sigh!"

The one nicknamed Red Eye put on a false show of sighing again: "Another message from the Dragon King Hall?"

"Yes, the Dragon King Hall said, at all costs, kill Lin Feng."

The woman replied.

Red Eye sneered, "At all costs? How to kill?"

"In the Other-dimensional Space Gate, under spatial suppression, he can only be the one killing others; who can kill him?"

"And in the base city, with the Guardian Divine Artifact, who dares to make a move? Lin Feng indeed deserves attention, with his strength, Eighth Grade Grandmasters aren’t his match, and he has strong resistance to Spiritual Attacks and Illusion Techniques; otherwise, Huang Ying wouldn’t have died at his hands. Unless a Ninth Grade acts, which of you is willing to make a move?"

After the old man finished asking, no one dared to respond.

In the base city, making a move would lead straight to death. They joined the New World to survive, not to die in vain.

Compared to others, they cherish life more; otherwise, they wouldn’t have become traitors to the Human Race.

The woman smiled, "We don’t need to make a move, Lin Feng and seven others have already all been listed on the Human Race’s bounty list, Yun Kai and six others each with a reward exceeding ten billion, Lin Feng ranks at 289th with a bounty of 98 billion; I’m afraid many will be interested, perhaps even people from Pure Land will act."

Perhaps mentioning Pure Land caused a flash of solemnity in Red Eye’s otherwise indifferent eyes.

The Pure Land organization, whose aim is to create humanity’s last piece of pure land.

The organization is both righteous and evil, acting as they please due to their powerful strength, without rules and laws; there’s nothing this organization wouldn’t dare to do.