The Professional Rankings, in twelve volumes, each bearing the name of my lord.

After watching the classified video, Zhang Erhe frowned.

"This is the Illusionist? You've confirmed that this person came from the illusion realm, and isn't a spirit user who has gained control of other external forces?"

Zhang Beihai nodded.

"Indeed, Phantoms can also exhibit this kind of combat behavior—unable to detect information about professionals, using abilities from non-professional systems, and so on."

However, there are more than just one or two strange people who fit this description.

Every time a new illusion appears, another illusionary person is created.

There wouldn't suddenly be so many Phantoms on Earth.

These illusion beings vary in strength. The strong ones are so powerful that even a clergyman might not be able to handle them, while the weak ones can be captured by even a second-tier professional.

It seems that our past rating of illusions represented the strength of these people, with only occasional exceptions.

We can be certain that these extra people after the instant teleportation are illusionists, precisely because we have already captured some weaker illusionists.

They were completely unaware of our world, and although the language they spoke was clearly not any of the languages ​​of Earth, we could understand it—it felt just like entering a dream world.

Most importantly…

Zhang Beihai switched the content on the projector, and a photo appeared.

The photo shows a "monster" sitting in a detention cell of the Professionals Association's Enforcement Department.

The monster looks like a human, but its head is enormous, taking up a third of its entire body. Its upper body is small, but its legs are very thick.

This makes the person look like a barbell.

If the bandits were here, they would immediately recognize that this person's appearance was exactly the same as the "person" in the Soul Cultivation Illusion where they obtained Soul Power-related items.

Although the Soul Cultivation Illusion is classified as Grade B.

However, when the soul cultivators in the story came to the real world, their combat abilities were far inferior to those of professional cultivators.

Despite being unparalleled in mental attacks, professionals also have their share of items or equipment to resist mental attacks.

Some people's professional talents even have the effect of immunity to psychological blows.

Once their only trump card, the Soul Cultivator, fails, their weak physical constitution makes them no match for professionals.

Therefore, the bell-wielding person in the Soul Cultivation Illusion was the first illusionist of rank B or above to be captured.

Judging from the combat strength of the illusionists who emerged from other B-level illusions.

Ordinary third-tier professionals are no match for B-rank illusionists, even if they attack in groups.

Only a level 70 or 80 third-tier expert with extremely high skill in all aspects can fight against them.

Seeing the classified information that the Strategy Department has already obtained.

Zhang Erhe had no choice but to accept reality.

"Such a thing actually happens... The appearance of the illusion was already a mystery, and now this strange change has occurred... Are the beings in the illusion friend or foe?"

Zhang Beihai pointed to the blurry photos of the disaster scene on Zhang Erhe's table.

"They did all of this."

"Is he an S-rank illusionist?"

"No, this is only Grade A."

"That barbell guy wasn't a B-rank..."

"It's the weakest B-level, or perhaps our past understanding of the Soul Cultivation Illusion was inaccurate; it might only be C-level or D-level."

"In other words, standard A-level combat power is likely somewhere between the peak of the third rank and the divine rank!"

"Some might have special abilities, enough to rival even the gods."

"That S-rank..."

"It will only get stronger!"

Looking at the shocking destruction of the land and cities, Zhang Erhe couldn't help but feel his eyelids twitching.

"This is an extraordinary situation. The current number of clergy is insufficient, and we need to awaken more hibernating deities."

"However, the Ten Ancestors have a strict order that, unless the nation is on the verge of destruction, the awakening of the clergy must adhere to the awakening rules they established. That is the first and most important of the Ten Ancestors' instructions."

Zhang Erhe had a headache.

He was also thinking about catching the bandits.

But given the current situation, he and his allied forces will definitely have to join forces with other allied forces around the world, as well as the clergy who have returned from the lunar battlefield and were forced to awaken by the resistance offensive.

Only after arresting or eliminating the illusionists who are causing chaos around the world can he attend to his own affairs.

Zhang Beihai saw through Zhang Erhe's thoughts at a glance and reminded him.

"We still haven't figured out why the illusionists are causing trouble, and we can't get any information about their demands. Those illusionists who have been arrested are all tough nuts to crack and are unwilling to tell us the whole story."

This is a growing number of time bombs, which could destroy the next city at any moment.

They used a unique external force within the illusion, and despite having the information, they still easily stumbled in actual combat.

In terms of fighting extraterrestrial forces, the coalition is undoubtedly the most experienced.

Commander Zhang Erhe, please calm down and focus your attention on the chaos in the illusion.

Zhang Erhe stacked the documents together.

"Don't worry, starting today, the Third Army will be responsible for hunting down the illusionists in the China region. Leave this to me."

Just then, Zhang Erhe's adjutant rushed in.

"Commander! Something terrible has happened!"

"What's wrong? Why are you so flustered? Tell me slowly."

"This, this..."

The adjutant seemed to want to have a "private chat," but there were too many people present.

Zhang Erhe appeared completely open and honest.

"These are all staff officers from the Strategic Department, people who advise our coalition forces and guide our operational direction. What can't we say to their faces?"

The adjutant stood at attention and said.

"Your statue on Mount Shishuai in the North American Administrative Region was blown up by bandits!"

"What?!"

Zhang Erhe flew into a rage.

"Have the bandits appeared?"

"They're still around Shishuai Mountain, apparently carving a statue there too, saying they want to carve their leader's dice on it to replace you!"

"Ah—this is absurd!!"

Zhang Erhe once again proves himself a desktop cleanup master.

"Let's go! To the North American administrative region! Remember, tell them in North America not to push the bandits too far; it's best to surround them without attacking! I want to wipe them out myself!"

Zhang Beihai slammed his fist on the table and stood up.

"Commander Zhang! The bandit situation isn't urgent; it's just minor skirmishes! The real pressing issue is dealing with the threat from the illusionists in the China region!"

"Don't worry! A mere bandit like me can be wiped out with a flick of my finger. Then I'll turn around and pacify the illusionary people!"

Zhang Erhe leaped out of the window, summoned his flying mount in mid-air, and flew off towards the Western Hemisphere.

Zhang Beihai watched Zhang Erhe disappear into the distance and shook his head helplessly.

"Although Commander Zhang has left, his Third Army is still in the China region. Issue the order to put the Third Army on high alert. Arrest or execute any Phantom Realm members who have been spotted!"

One of the staff officers said with some concern.

"Without Zhang Erhe's orders, can we mobilize the Third Army?"

"If we can't mobilize them, we'll mobilize the three major law enforcement agencies in each city! We can't delay any longer. The number of people in the illusionary realm is increasing daily, and if it explodes, the consequences will be unimaginable! Especially the first immortal cultivation illusionary realm that just vanished!"

"yes!"

Zhang Beihai looked at the pile of documents in his hand, pondering a question.

Could it be that from the very beginning, someone deliberately left the illusion on Earth for this very moment?

But why did it only start flashing in the last month?

All these years have passed peacefully, haven't they?

Did anything important happen a month ago?

Suddenly, Zhang Beihai realized something...