The Ancient Gods' Whisper-Chapter 850 - 405: Qilin!

The solemn and sacred sound of the bell echoed, accompanied by a cool and somber voice resonating in the wind and sand.

"This is the highest directive from the Ether Association."

The voice of Taixu was icy and devoid of any emotion: "Omega Sequence members, please immediately withdraw from Sado Town. Qilin and Thunder, take note, put down your weapons at once and return to headquarters. This is the final warning, don’t attempt any resistance, for it will be meaningless."

The lightning released by Extreme Thunder had already died out, cooling down in a silence akin to slumber.

Tang Ling silently drew her sword; Extreme Thunder had self-sealed, and even she, its master, couldn’t undo it.

This must have been her teacher’s handiwork.

She coolly said, "Rather than calling this an order to withdraw, it’s more like a final ultimatum before arrest, isn’t it? We haven’t done anything, yet we’re treated like criminals."

No one likes betrayal, and she was no exception.

Gu Jianlin held her hand and led her out of the research institute. The burning stick was gradually extinguishing, and in the darkness, the chilling sound of bones clashing emerged as the dead skeletons began to resurrect.

"The President is in danger, can you think of something?"

Tang Ling stared into his eyes, enunciating each word: "I know this is your avatar."

This meant that Gu Jianlin could leave at any time.

"Don’t worry, I will figure something out."

Gu Jianlin did not look back, gazing at the broken remains within the ruins. "I will certainly leave, as the avatar will eventually collapse. But before leaving, I must take you out, or else I won’t be at ease."

Tang Ling was slightly taken aback.

"Perhaps we are truly valuable assets to the Order World, or it might be due to our close relationship with the President. The President hopes that I can protect you well, so I won’t let you be taken back, as those people won’t treat you as a person. Therefore, the next fight will be tough." Gu Jianlin never asked for her opinion, as the strength conveyed through her grip had already said everything.

A brilliant beam of light pierced through the wind and sand, enveloping them from overhead.

Gu Jianlin raised his hand to shield his eyes; a military helicopter hovered above, casting a dazzling searchlight.

"I saw this helicopter before I came."

Tang Ling also looked up, her red hair fluttering in the wind, her slender figure seemingly about to blend into the light beam: "This aircraft is equipped with an alchemy nuclear bomb, initially thought to be used against the Ancient God Clan."

No one expected that this kind of weapon would ultimately become a tool threatening them.

"Immediate conveyance of orders from the Silver and Gold, the internal permissions of the Ether Association have been changed. The mission to explore the second layer of the Qilin Immortal Palace is terminated immediately. Qilin, Thunder, you are vital assets to the Order World, pillars for the future Human World. Abandon the mission instantly, and return to the real world."

The solemn voice of the Golden King resonated, majestic as a lion: "No matter what happens in the future, I can guarantee your safety. At the right time, you will naturally be placed to take over our positions. You will receive the world’s best resources and treatment. To put it in ancient terms, you will be the Crown Prince."

"This is a promise from the Order World, one that will never be broken."

The Silver King coldly stated: "You will become the next Taiqing and Taihua, as long as you are willing to return."

No matter how the previous generation tosses and turns, they will try to avoid affecting the next generation.

Even if Gold and Silver wanted revenge, they would consider the Human World.

With their status and capacity, they naturally wouldn’t go back on their word.

These strongest figures standing at the pinnacle of the world, disdain deceiving two juniors.

As long as they return, the future is limitless.

"Indeed a very tempting condition."

Gu Jianlin kept his head up; countless specks of dust floated in the bright beam, vaguely blurring the view. He spoke softly: "Unfortunately, we are not fools. You are already prepared to use force."

Tang Ling asked coldly: "How is the President now?"

Amidst the helicopter’s roar, no other sounds arose.

The time of the Catastrophes was too precious and they would never give a second chance.

In the communication channel, a cold voice echoed.

"Begin the mission."

The helicopter soared skyward like a hawk, its rotor wings tearing through the sandstorm. The massive searchlight illuminated the desolate ruins into glaring brightness, casting two lonely shadows in the stark light spot.

"Truly stubborn."

Nie, the Deacon personally sat in the cockpit. His hand, poised to press the button, trembled slightly. The order he received was to use the alchemy nuclear bomb for deterrence, but unfortunately, the two kids in the ruins were unruly maniacs.

With a thunderous roar, the barren ground collapsed and cracked open as the sandstorm surged forth.

The laboratory was violently demolished, and the deformed experimental subjects surged forward like a tidal wave. They grew flesh as if given a new life, evolving into grotesque forms that were half-human and half-beast, twisting together like dragons and serpents, with suppressed, gnawing, and blood-sucking sounds in their throats.

It wasn’t just the laboratory.

In the desolate burial grounds, within the collapsed temple, and among the skeletal remains buried beneath the sand.

The sound of bones breaking echoed continuously, as if an infernal mass was being played.

They rose from the dead; they howled at the sky!

The wind and sand howled, the dust filled with dancing shadows of madness, and a dense killing aura swept forth like a hurricane.