A bizarre resurrection: I, Yang Jian, am bound by a contract with the school beauty!

Make a wish!

When those two words came out of the expert's mouth, in an almost trembling tone.

The highest command center in the entire Kyushu region.

The atmosphere had just fallen into a deathly silence due to the shock.

one more time.

It was pushed to a deeper, more suffocating level!

If the deception of reality by "liar ghosts" is merely a distortion of the "rules," then the concept of "making a wish" has completely transcended the rules themselves!

That is... creation!

It's fabricated out of thin air.

It is the power of the gods to turn nothingness into reality!

Everyone present.

They are all pillars of Kyushu, figures standing at the pinnacle of power and wisdom.

Their will.

They have long been tempered to be as tough as steel, and can remain calm even if Mount Tai collapses in front of them.

But at the moment.

When the concept of "making a wish" is linked with the image of a calm figure standing in the rain on the screen.

Even they felt a chill that came from the depths of their souls and... trembled!

One person's words can become reality.

One person's will.

They can decide the life, death, illness, and demise of others.

This is no longer just terrifying.

This is taboo!

It is a realm belonging to the gods that mortals should absolutely not touch, or even imagine!

The person in charge slowly sat back down in his chair.

He felt his throat was incredibly dry, and although he wanted to say something, he couldn't utter a single word.

His mind was in complete chaos.

excited?

fear?

Thank goodness?

Worried?

Countless complex emotions were swirling and colliding wildly in his chest, almost completely shattering his reason!

Yang Jian...

This man from the bizarre dungeon has displayed power that far exceeds the limits of what the Nine Provinces, and even all of humanity, can comprehend as "the bizarre"!

Is he a friend or foe, possessing such power?

His appearance.

For the real world struggling under the shadow of a bizarre resurgence.

Is it a gospel that brings hope, or... a deeper, more unpredictable abyss?

Nobody knows the answer.

……

in the park.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier.

Cold raindrops.

The water pounded incessantly on the ground, splashing up tiny droplets of water.

in the air.

The strong smell of blood mixed with the earthy stench, creating a nauseating, deathly aura.

Yang Jian remained standing there quietly.

From the moment he appeared until all ten "god-killer" team members died, the entire process took less than half a minute.

He didn't move an inch.

He didn't even show any emotion.

He just stood there.

Like an emotionless stone sculpture, it coldly gazes at the deathly scene it has created with its own hands.

To him, the ten corpses, each with a different and gruesome manner of death, seemed no different from the mud and water beneath his feet and the surrounding trees.

He completed his response to Li Yao's call.

Well then, this matter is settled.

suddenly.

His figure, which had been standing calmly, began to change.

His silhouette.

Gradually, it became blurry.

It's like an oil painting that's been soaked in water, where the colors and lines are being diluted and dissolved little by little.

His body.

Starting from the feet, it slowly becomes transparent, as if it wants to blend into this continuous rain.

There was no light, no sound.

The whole process was eerily quiet.

He just appeared out of nowhere.

Little by little, it "disappeared" from this world.

It was as if he had never set foot in this reality, and that scene of divine punishment was nothing more than a bizarre and terrifying nightmare that everyone was experiencing together.

The moment Yang Jian's last trace vanished completely into the air.

He remained kneeling on the ground.

Li Yao, who had used all her strength to keep herself from falling, suddenly shuddered.

That feeling enveloped her heart.

The absolute sense of oppression, stemming from a fundamental level of life, that had made it difficult for her to even breathe, finally vanished completely.

The nerves, stretched to their limit, snapped at that moment!

A strong sense of weakness.

Accompanied by excruciating pain emanating from all parts of her body, she was instantly engulfed like a tidal wave.

The world before her eyes began to spin.

The sound of rain pattering in my ears.

It has become increasingly distant and blurred.

She opened her mouth.

It seemed as if he wanted to say something more to the place where Yang Jian had disappeared.

But in the end.

But not a single sound could be uttered.

It's black in front of you.

Li Yao's body went limp and collapsed into the cold muddy water, completely losing consciousness.

In the last second before she lost consciousness.

In her mind, there was still that figure standing calmly in the rain, not particularly tall, yet seemingly able to support the entire world... his back.