I, the warden of Delta, am a science popularizer and advocate for nuclear peace and friendliness.

On a desolate desert, several tall, tower-shaped buildings stand.

The steel shell paired with the thick yellow sand creates a strong visual impact.

However, these are not the only two types of things found in this desert.

Some roaming black wild dogs, the size of Tibetan mastiffs, with sharp white teeth and astonishing speed.

From a distance, it looks like a black dot dancing on the yellow sand.

But this desert has more than just one type of creature.

A 3-meter-tall flesh wall monster drags a chainsaw twice the size of a normal one.

Judging from the design, it should be the same model as the dead man skin for Red Wolf.

There are also mutated animals with deformed walking postures, such as vultures and giant lizards.

And in this desert, there is such a place.

There were no steel behemoths there, nor any monsters roaming the area.

It's as if an invisible cordon has been erected between this place and the outside world; if any monster accidentally wanders in, it will hurriedly run away.

Zooming in reveals a swirling mass of quicksand constantly churning.

The vortex was about one kilometer in diameter, silently swallowing everything around it.

After an unknown amount of time, a figure suddenly arrived from afar, covered in wounds, looking extremely eerie.

This person was none other than Linlang's assistant.

His medieval aristocratic attire had disappeared at some point, leaving him barely clothed, with only some rough gray fabric covering his vital parts.

"Phew...cough cough, thankfully, the red extraordinary item given by Lady Linlang is indeed useful; it actually allowed me to escape from a strategic-level enemy!"

As he spoke, he pulled out a human-shaped figurine from the only cloth bag he had that could hold anything.

The figure wears a creepy ghost mask on its face, has black hair standing up on both sides, and is holding a small chainsaw in its hand.

It's the Billy Wolf figurine, a red collectible from the game.

Collectibles are naturally meant to be collected, and their collectible value far exceeds the intrinsic value of the Haff coin.

But in this world, collectibles that are red-valued also acquire special abilities.

Red-value items such as figurines are divided into two categories.

The first type is that you can carry it with you, which can provide the corresponding operator abilities for the figurine.

Most of the figurines are based on GTI operators. For example, wearing the Wei Xiaolong figurine will grant you jet abilities.

As for where the gas comes from, don't worry about it, the effect is about the same anyway!

Another type is like Billy the Wolf, who has special abilities that don't match their physical appearance.

The effect of the Billy Wolf figurine is obvious; it's essentially a surrogate or dummy.

Linlang carefully placed the cracked Billy Wolf figurine back into her hands.

He took a deep breath, swallowed the metallic taste that had just risen in his throat, and plunged headfirst into the quicksand below.

rustling...

A large amount of sand rushed into his mouth and nose. As if he was used to it, Linlang Zhizuo pinched the bridge of his nose, squeezed his nose, and spat out all the sand that had just entered his mouth.

"Ptooey! Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey! Ugh—"

Beneath the shifting sands lies a different world.

The underground space is vast and boundless, as if the entire desert floor has been hollowed out.

The sand on the ceiling also seemed to be blocked by an invisible wall and never fell down.

Eight giant golden pillars support the entire desert underground, and not far away, a magnificent golden palace sits here.

In front of the hall, there is a plaza-shaped building with a radius of more than 300 meters.

There were many people talking and coming and going below, who seemed to be residents living here.

The hall was extremely large, roughly the size of a small county town, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a city.

As soon as Linlang Zhizuo stepped down, he was noticed by several pairs of eyes.

Ignoring the strange looks from those people, he flew straight into the central hall.

"Is that... Lord Zuo?"

"Um, I think so..."

The crowd began to murmur, but their conversation was so quiet that Linlang Zhizuo did not hear it.

After quickly flying into the main hall, Linlang Zhizuo used all his strength to kneel down with a thud, his face looking haggard.

"Lady Linlang, I'm back."

He didn't dare look up at the golden orb of light held aloft by the statue of the saint in the center of the hall.

The sphere looked exactly like the white sphere floating in the sky, but its overall color was dark gold, giving it a mysterious and luxurious feel.

There were only eight people in the hall, but without exception, all eight were GMs, and all were top-level beings.

"I now know that the guy who killed me actually seized the power before I did."

Upon hearing the word "permissions," one of the white-haired GM youths asked in confusion.

"Sir, don't we also have authority? Why is he so powerful?"

Upon hearing this, the golden sphere chuckled, slowly hovering in the saintess's hand, and said with a disdainful tone.

"Your authority was granted by me, but the Angel of Death's authority is different. His authority is higher than yours, and it evolved from a strategic-level ability."

"Strategic level..." The golden sphere repeated these three words, then fell silent.

Linlang remained kneeling on the ground; the cold touch prevented him from fainting from the excruciating pain.

"Go and heal your wounds first."

A gentle male voice came and lifted Linlang Zhizuo to his feet.

"We're short-handed right now, so I won't hold you responsible for underestimating our enemy, but you must remember..."

"The Angels of Death will only grow stronger; if you have the chance... don't miss it again!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Linlang's assistant immediately knelt down again and shouted in response.

"yes!"

Several GMs glanced at the dazzling array of items and secretly felt a surge of satisfaction.

"You got what you deserved, huh? You were so cocky all the time."

"Tch, the strongest on earth? He's really bitten off more than he can chew this time!"

The group thought about it without a care in the world, but on the surface they all had expressionless faces.

Hongyu was among them, his red cloak already missing a corner.

After Linlang Zhizuo left the main hall, the golden sphere suddenly spoke.

"Hongyu, bring in a few top-tier special-class Servants to receive the blessing ceremony."

"Understood!" Hongyu replied immediately and strode towards the outside of the main hall.

Upon exiting the main hall, Hongyu flicked his red cloak and vanished instantly, arriving at a side hall.

This side hall is only slightly smaller than the main hall, but the interior layout is similar.

Hongyu appeared in the hall as a streak of red light, his gaze sweeping over the dozens of people inside.

Only seven of these people were at the peak of the special forces level; the rest did not meet the standard.

Hongyu raised his finger and pointed to four of them.

"You four, come with me!"

The four people being pointed at beamed with joy, clearly understanding what this meant.

"They're going to ascend!"