This time I chose Paladin.

Chapter 292 [World Boss: Administrator No. 2] has been added to the event list.

Boom!
A deep, powerful thud suddenly rang out.

The commotion seemed to originate from the core of a planet; it did not travel through the air but exploded in the water, like a heavy hammer striking the drumhead of the world.

Starting from this point, a silent change spread along the waterways that span the globe.

First, breathe.

The moment the spear left the body, all the water bodies attached to the planet—whether vast oceans, rushing rivers, underground currents, or even a drop of dew on a leaf—paused for a fleeting instant.

The cascading waterfall seemed frozen in mid-air, the crashing waves suspended in mid-air, and the underground currents ceased their advance. At that moment, it was as if all the water on the planet had held its breath.

What followed was the recovery and loss of control of the heartbeat.

The water resumed its movement with even greater turbulence, but the rhythm was completely disrupted.

Without warning, the waves surged high, forming raging torrents tens of meters tall, before crashing back down. River levels rose several meters in minutes, then mysteriously receded, revealing muddy riverbeds. Huge whirlpools appeared in the center of calm lakes, and even the water flow in city pipes suddenly accelerated, emitting a sharp hiss, and the pipe walls vibrated violently.

This is not the natural tides and currents, but the painful and chaotic gasping of a dying giant after his tubes have been removed.

At this moment, the gentle blood vessels that sustain life transform into a network of gushing venom.

Each painful throbbing heralds the breaking of the old constraints and the ensuing, destructive new life.

This is—the ocean crying.

……

Within the epidemic zone, Russell suddenly knelt down, pressing his hands to the ground, his face pale.

Through the natural contract, he felt the spasms of the water veins more clearly than anyone else.

“Nature’s lament…” he murmured, his eyes filled with an unprecedented solemnity.

He jumped up and rushed back to the wooden table not far away, speeding up the map drawing process, determined to send the information about the dramatic changes here back to the rear as soon as possible.

In the distant manor of the Mother Goddess Cult, believers knelt on the ground, filled with both fear and fanaticism.

The 'Cyclic Principle' they regarded as sacred had just revealed its violent and merciless side, which made them convinced that the moment of purification was coming.

Inside the Manor of Life, the black snake around the High Priest's neck was nearly going berserk. The High Priest gripped the snake tightly with all his might, chanting incantations as he tried to control its movements.

He could sense that the water veins in the epidemic area were slipping out of his control. Although the construction of the statues was accelerating, it seemed so insignificant and laughable in the face of such power of heaven and earth.

"How could this be..." he murmured, "...How could this happen?"

……

"call……"

Nie Weiyang opened his eyes.

He had severed his connection with the cycle of life and death, and the intense sense of detachment made his vision go black, almost causing him to collapse.

Sweat soaked his hair. Nie Weiyang rubbed his forehead and stared at the statue in the distance.

This thing definitely contains alien technology. If he could get his hands on it, he might be able to extend the influence of the Second Administrator beyond just his physical body…

He could feel the anger ignited on the land beneath his feet.

The epidemic zone is like a patient with a high fever; the immune system begins to indiscriminately spread malice throughout the entire world. And this malice masks its next move.

“An angry guardian needs a way of making an entrance befitting his status…” Nie Weiyang muttered to himself, a gentle, almost harmless smile playing on his lips.

Yes, as the second administrator, he can no longer approach the statue at will, lest he be stirred by the power of the intelligent beings' minds again. If he must approach it, then next time he does, he must destroy the statue.

But no one ever said that 'Administrator Number Two' couldn't appear anywhere else in this area! And...

Nie Weiyang glanced at his own mental domain, his expression turning strange for a moment.

Amidst the crimson sky, at the apex of the triangular formation, the previously empty hand of Administrator Number Two had changed—now a black snake was coiled around his left arm. The snake instinctively hissed at the paladin, baring its fangs, while the assassin's gaze was like nails, fixed intently on the snake's weakness.

The second administrator held a golden spear in his right hand. The spear looked exactly like the 'Golden Gift', but it was made of blazing white light, shining brightly and illuminating almost half of the mental realm.

Nie Weiyang: “…”

—Wait, why is he fixated on spears?
And why is that snake breathing on him?!

……

Several hours later, at a mine pit about 20 kilometers west of Life Manor.

This is a resource gathering point of the Church of Life, and it is currently gripped by panic.

The ground suddenly cracked open, gushing out murky water with a sulfurous smell. Strange hissing and the sound of rocks collapsing could be heard from inside the mine from time to time. All the believers felt an inexplicable palpitation and fear, as if they were being watched by some invisible and enormous being.

Then, they saw it.

At the highest point of the mine's edge, a figure silently emerged.

A formal black and gold uniform, a large black cape, and cold red goggles.

He stood silently with his hands clasped behind his back, the diamond-shaped crystals floating behind him reflecting the pale light of the sky and radiating a chilling pressure.

Administrator No. 2

He didn't speak or move; he simply stared at the mine below.

However, everyone who saw him felt as if an ice pick had been inserted into their mind. The mental suppression field was like a tangible hammer, causing those who were slightly weaker to collapse to the ground on the spot, bleeding from their mouths and noses.

"It's...it's him! The legendary one..."

"Why is he here?!"

"It's a statue...the construction of the statue must have angered him!"

Panic spread like wildfire. A flash of light, the mine collapsed, believers died, and the second administrator turned and silently left.

This is a greeting.

A cold, impersonal system announcement flashed abruptly across the view of everyone in and around the epidemic area:

[World Boss [Second Administrator] has appeared, sighted in: Southeast Asia - Vitnam. The Leader-Level Hostile Target Files have been updated; please view the [World Boss: Second Administrator] section.]

[World Boss: Administrator #2] has been added to the event list and will begin in 360 hours.

The overall risk level for this area has been updated: Level 3 Orange → Level 3 Red.

Words are like boulders thrown into a pond with turbulent undercurrents, and the ripples they create quickly spread to every corner.

The high priest's face was ashen, and the black snake around his neck writhed uneasily.

"He was indeed attracted... He's greeting us!"
"Fifteen days left! Speed ​​up the activation process of the idol! Use all the reserved offerings! We must complete the guidance before he reaches the core!"

He practically roared as he gave the order.

The atmosphere inside the manor was extremely tense, with all resources being prioritized for the construction and defense of the statues.

Therefore, oversights inevitably occurred in the management and control of basic personnel and residents in shantytowns.

(End of this chapter)