The end of the world is approaching, I'm handing myself over to the country.

"And why hide it?"

Lin Mo looked at the sparrow with a smile, his eyes revealing an unreasonable and thuggish air.

"But since they dared to come, why not just leave them all here as fertilizer?"

Lin Mo is more concerned about another issue now.

"Are there many people from Yuanzu Heaven? Or are those who have landed just scouts?" Lin Mo asked.

If it's just a few small shrimp, it won't even be enough to fill his teeth.

The sparrow nodded, giving its honest assessment.

There are a lot of them, but most of them are just junk.

[Some were there to gather information, while others, these lower-ranking personnel, were mainly responsible for establishing dimensional channels and stable coordinates; however, judging from the current speed at which these channels were being established...]

A stream of code flashed in his sparrow-like, black bean-like eyes.

Within a week, they will all have arrived on Earth.

"One week."

Lin Mo clicked his tongue and tossed the wrench into the toolbox.

It will be soon.

"Alright, let them run wild for a few days then." Lin Mo turned to look at the gloomy sky outside the window: "Once they've all lined up to come in, I'll take them all down at once."

At the same time.

The ruins of Jiangbei, thousands of kilometers away from the core base of the Wasteland Era.

"roar--!"

A massive, truck-sized Netherworld Beast shattered the concrete wall blocking its path with a single slap.

Gravel flew everywhere.

"Retreat! This monster is too strong, we can't stop it!"

Behind the defensive line, several Blue Star Awakened beings, covered in blood, stumbled backward.

These monsters are completely unreasonable; they bite anyone they see, and they are incredibly powerful.

"Old Zhang's leg is broken!" a young girl cried out, clutching tightly at the collar of a middle-aged man.

"Why don't they just bite them to death? Leaving them half-dead is just torture! These monsters are absolutely despicable!"

Middle-aged man: "..."

"Are you speaking human language?"

The middle-aged man's face was deathly pale, and his lower body was a bloody mess, with dark purple poisonous blood flowing from the wounds.

With trembling hands, he pushed the girl.

"Forget it, I'm really tired today. I don't want to live anymore. You guys go, leave me alone, let me rest first."

"No!"

The girl said firmly, "How can I let you log off and enjoy yourself alone? You have to get up."

"I've got my eye on a Grade B Origin Weapon, but I don't have enough Origin Crystals. You have to help me!"

Middle-aged man: "..."

The monster is closing in.

A stench swept over them as the foremost beast opened its blood-red maw, dripping thick saliva onto the scorched earth, poised to devour several people alive in the next second.

Just when everyone thought they were doomed.

"Buzz".

A pale golden ripple suddenly spread through the air.

A figure dressed in a pure white robe appeared out of nowhere, standing between the survivors and the monster.

The person had their back to the Awakened One, and was enveloped in a faint, reassuring, holy aura.

"filthy things".

The man in the white robe spoke in a flat tone, without the slightest inflection.

He simply raised his hand and casually moved it forward a little.

The Netherworld Beast, which had been incredibly ferocious and less than three meters away from them, froze instantly.

Immediately afterwards, the monster's massive body, like a sand sculpture weathered for thousands of years, crumbled inch by inch, starting from its head, turning into a pile of fine ash.

He didn't even have time to let out a scream.

Upon seeing this, the smaller monsters behind them let out terrified whimpers and turned to run away.

The man in white robes did not pursue, but simply withdrew his hand quietly.

The several Blue Star Awakened Ones behind them were all dumbfounded.

The girl even forgot to cry, staring blankly at the back of this figure that seemed to be descended from heaven.

"So...so strong!" the girl stammered.

The man in white turned around.

This was a handsome young man with eyes full of compassion.

"I feel your suffering."

The young man's voice was gentle, carrying a strange, soothing power.

"I am an apostle of God, sent to drive out the darkness."

God?

apostle?

If someone had dared to say something like that before Wasteland Era existed, they would definitely have been considered mentally ill.

But after witnessing the wonders of Wasteland and the alien monsters roaming the land, the people of Earth have become extremely receptive to supernatural existences.

Those who were previously immature and delusional have become even more severely affected after gaining formidable power.

So everyone is used to this saying.

Especially since the other party had just saved their lives.

"Please... thank you for saving us!" The girl realized what had happened and bowed to express her gratitude.

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said, "Yes!"

He gritted his teeth and said, "Thank you so much! You're such a kind person, you deserve to be struck by lightning!"

The middle-aged man's breathing had become extremely weak; the toxins were about to reach his heart.

Despite being in great pain, he suddenly had a moment of lucidity and expressed his gratitude to the person who came to him.

I don't know if I was genuinely touched or angry.

The white-robed apostle sighed with pity.

He walked slowly to Old Zhang and took out a white pill that emitted a strange fragrance from his wide sleeve.

"God cannot bear to see mortals suffer."

He stuffed the pill into Old Zhang's mouth.

Old Zhang, whose eyes had already rolled back, suddenly coughed and spat out a mouthful of black blood.

Immediately afterwards, the muscles at the fracture site of his thigh began to wriggle and grow at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the purplish-black poison gas quickly dissipated.

In less than ten seconds, Old Zhang's complexion returned to its rosy hue, and even his old injuries were completely healed.

He suddenly opened his eyes, sat up, and touched his legs in disbelief.

"I...I'm healed? Not only am I healed, I feel much stronger than before!"

Old Zhang roared with ecstasy.

Now, the remaining people were also shocked to see Old Zhang recover.

"Wow, he recovered so quickly! Has a new version of the life-saving potion been released?"

"Old Zhang, do you really think you've become stronger?"

"Not only can it heal injuries, but it also increases combat power by 359 points. That pill must be worth a fortune."

"It can even boost combat power? That's at least a high-grade item worth tens of thousands of Origin Crystals! Wow, that's rich!"

They all spoke up, nodding in gratitude to the white-robed apostle and chanting words of praise.

The white-robed apostle stood in the center of the crowd, his face showing unwavering compassion, but deep within his slightly lowered eyes, a hint of undisguised contempt flashed.

What are you even talking about?!

What a bunch of idiots.

However, gods do not need to understand mortals.

A small act of charity is enough to win their unwavering loyalty.

"My children." The white-robed apostle slightly raised his hand.

"This world is being eroded by heresy."

"If you want to gain greater power and protect your loved ones, you must stand in the light of God."