True Apocalypse Game

Eddy’s eyes glinted with excitement and fervor, as if he were basking in the glory of some god once more.

Shen Feng scoffed, sending him sprawling with a kick before stepping into the one-square-meter area of the Quantum Force Field Core.

Shen Feng closed his eyes. At the flicker of a thought, he immediately felt the automatic rifle in his hand grow heavy.

When he opened his eyes to check, the nearly empty magazine was now full. Not only that, but a grenade launcher mount had appeared on the front of the rifle, along with a grenade.

They were real! Manifested from his imagination!

A flicker of joy sparked in Shen Feng’s heart, but just then, the grenade launcher rapidly blurred and then vanished completely. The full magazine, however, remained.

A commotion broke out. Shen Feng looked up to see the thirty men who had followed him rushing into the aircraft carrier wreck, their eyes on him.

Apparently, the appearance of these observers had caused the grenade launcher Shen Feng had just imagined to collapse back into its base reality. However, since the observers hadn’t seen the bullets in the magazine, they remained.

Shen Feng still had only a vague grasp of the Quantum Force Field’s operating principles. For now, he could only probe its mysteries through trial and error.

Led by Old Bill, the crew rushed into the carrier wreck and charged the Purifiers hiding throughout. They showed no mercy, cutting down anyone who dared to resist and tightly binding the rest.

Shen Feng glanced at Eddy. At the silent command, a few of his men immediately came over and bound him as well.

Witch Tower stepped into the small area of the Quantum Force Field Core, a look of delighted surprise on her face. She turned to Shen Feng and said,

"Shen, I’m going to begin! Please, help me!"

Shen Feng was quite curious himself about this world’s Savior—who was, in fact, another version of him. He wondered if the Quantum Force Field could truly summon his counterpart back. After a moment’s thought, he nodded and said to Old Bill and the others,

"Bring those blind ones over here. Have them form a circle. The rest of you, turn around."

Seeing that the Minstrel had sat cross-legged on the smooth steel plate, Old Bill and the other sailors immediately did as they were told, dragging the blind Purifiers over.

A little over a hundred of the blind Purifiers were still alive. Most were uninjured or had only light wounds; after all, under the naval bombardment, anyone with serious injuries wouldn’t have lasted long.

Like frightened chicks, the Purifiers huddled together, letting out weak cries and moans.

They had lived in their self-imagined Heaven for so long that their minds had grown sluggish. They were completely unable to comprehend what was happening.

Ever since the appearance of that... "Shouter, Father of the Whisperers," everything had changed.

Shen Feng mulled it over for a moment, then announced to the blind Purifiers in a booming voice,

"I am the Shouter, Father of the Whisperers! You Blasphemers dared to call yourselves gods and abuse Divine Power! Today, you face divine punishment! All power belongs to the Divine Spirit, to the Shouter! You are nothing more than a swarm of worthless ants!"

As he spoke, he shot a meaningful glance at Old Bill and the other sailors.

His men were stunned for a second before realizing their captain was conning the so-called Purifiers. A smile touched their lips, but they fought to keep from laughing out loud.

Shen Feng then turned to Eddy.

"Eddy Bagot, is there anything you’d like to say?"

His eyes were filled with warning as he lightly patted the automatic rifle in his hands.

Eddy Bagot understood Shen Feng’s intent. With a bitter expression, he forced himself to say,

"Yes, esteemed Shouter... my God! We are the Blasphemers. We have squandered the favor of the Divine Spirit..."

He knew, of course, that the Blasphemer before him intended to use these blind Purifiers as a Thought Battery to activate the Quantum Force Field.

But at a time like this, he had no choice but to submit to this Demon, to help him deceive the blind Purifiers and wring out every last drop of their value as tools.

Upon hearing Eddy’s voice, expressions of terror spread across the faces of all the seated Purifiers.

They were all too familiar with their leader. Their very survival on Paradise Island was thanks to him; he was, in a manner of speaking, their eyes. And now, that same Eddy was acknowledging the existence of the Shouter. Did that mean... the Holy Father truly existed?!

Shen Feng nodded, satisfied. He continued,

"Excellent. You are lost lambs, but if you submit to me now, you will be granted absolution by my son, the Whisperer. You will return to Heaven and gain eternity! Now, obey my command!"

Eddy quickly and respectfully replied, "Yes, esteemed Shouter."

The blind Purifiers stammered out a ragged chorus of replies: "Yes, esteemed Shouter... Holy Father of the Whispering God!"

Witch Tower, sitting in the Quantum Force Field Core, was dumbstruck. The young woman’s face was a mask of confusion; she had no idea what Shen Feng was trying to pull.

Shen Feng winked at her and continued to issue his command,

"Now, in your minds, picture the Savior of humanity! The Antichrist! The enemy of the Whispering God!"

Savior!

Antichrist!

At these words, the Purifiers all looked shocked. They had no idea why the Shouter, Father of the Whisperers, wanted them to imagine the legendary Antichrist.

They had never seen this enemy of the Whispering God, this epitome of evil, the Antichrist, but they had heard the stories. He was said to be the most arrogant of Blasphemers, one who had even tried to lead filthy mortals in rebellion against the will of the Whispering God.

He had even come close to success, nearly wiping out the predecessor to the Purification Church.

Fortunately, the Antichrist’s arrogance led to his own downfall. He disappeared on the road to the World Beast Nest, and after so many years, it was assumed he was long dead.

And now the Father of the Whisperers was commanding them to summon that terrifying Antichrist?!

But why?

Though the blind Purifiers were confused, their long-ingrained subservience compelled them to obey Shen Feng’s words and begin to imagine.

’Since it is the command of the Father of the Whisperers, a wish from a Divine Spirit, then He must have His reasons.’

Shen Feng nodded to Witch Tower, who sat meditating in the Quantum Force Field Core. She immediately gave an order to Old Bill and the others,

"Quickly! Picture the form of the Savior in your minds! Picture his great deeds!"

With that, Witch Tower closed her jade-green eyes and began to imagine as well.

Everyone present, Eddy included, closed their eyes and began to imagine their own version of the Savior, the Antichrist.

Though none of them had ever seen the man, they all knew the legends that circulated throughout the world.

Shen Feng nodded slightly. He too closed his eyes and began to picture himself.

’Honestly, he felt like this whole thing was pointless, but a sliver of curiosity and anticipation still lingered within him.’

’If he really could meet this world’s version of himself, what would that encounter even be like?’

’In a way, this Quantum Force Field really was like Witchcraft.’

’But everyone was imagining a different "him." Could their various Thought Fields, layered on top of each other, truly recreate his counterpart in this world?’

Shen Feng’s thoughts raced as he continued to picture himself.

Meanwhile, in a patch of shadow not far from the Quantum Force Field Core, a dark, distorted humanoid figure was slowly emerging from a metal wall...