Chapter 1837: Gods and Demons

God Lord!! Death Star-level! Death Star-level!!

Inside the heavenly dungeon filled with holy hymns, the remaining escapees of all sizes, all Fourth Stage, turned deathly pale and began shouting.

The timid ones even had their voices distorted and twisted, crawling and scrambling to the feet of the First Generation.

There was nothing they could do; even separated by the dungeon, they felt the terror of that pressure.

It was as if the true Death God had appeared above their heads; under the crushing of life levels, every escapee couldn't help but tremble with fear.

That is the suppression of rank deep in the soul, deep in the genes!

Without exaggeration, their fear is greater than when the Overseer last appeared!

"What are you panicking about!! Shut up!!"

Watching his clansmen terrified into confusion by this sudden pressure, at this moment the First Generation escapee felt both startled and angry.

Although he was afraid too, he quickly realized that this pressure didn't last long, seemingly not aimed at them.

After suppressing the fear in his heart, the First Generation couldn't help but recall the thought that had flashed through his mind moments ago.

"Lin.."

Without letting the First Generation think further.

The next second, frantic shouts rang out one after another:

"God Lord! Could it be that Lin An has returned with the Overseer? Or has he come back alive?"

"Definitely! This phenomenon must be related to that monster!"

"Death Star-level!? Why would it appear out of nowhere on Earth!?"

Chaos ensued.

The First Generation's scolding didn't have much effect.

Having his painful memories stirred, the Hell Lord who had once been nearly chased into the dungeon and killed by Lin An was so frightened that his flames all went out.

The believers and people outside actually find it hard to imagine the kind of pressure Lin An once imposed on them.

After being frightened by the sudden appearance of a super existence, everyone actually immediately thought of that figure.

Although they claimed outside that Lin An was obliterated by the Overseer, everyone actually knows that the Overseer seems to have some connection with Lin An, and even inexplicably let that brat go!

"I said shut up!"

"It's not Lin An! It's absolutely impossible to be related to that mongrel!"

"It must just be some strong pa. s. serby; otherwise, how could it disappear in just a few seconds!?"

"Bang!!"

Mental power spread out, instantly about to smash awake numerous Fourth Stage individuals.

With an extremely grim expression, the First Generation suppressed the urge to scold and quickly began to calm everyone:

"Lin An definitely died on the mission! Even if he didn't die, he couldn't possibly break through to Death Star! So the pressure just now definitely wasn't him!"

"Use your brains and think! Even a Death Star-level super existence couldn't possibly have any connection with that brat!"

"But... but God Lord! What if that aura is related to the Overseer?"

"That brat isn't..."

"Impossible!"

Seeing his words interrupted by this bunch of trash, the First Generation flashed a hint of murderous rage in his eyes, staring fixedly at the Hell Lord who opposed him.

"Don't treat every phenomenon as something that brat caused! If that brat had any connection with the Overseer, do you think we could still be alive now!?"

"Accident! Absolutely just an accident! It must be some super expert pa. s. sing by here, using stellar gravity as a springboard to go elsewhere!"

After quickly stating his guess, seeing everyone suddenly stunned and understanding the logic, the First Generation's heart also suddenly relaxed.

These words were also meant to convince himself, letting him calm down as well.

After speaking, the First Generation also suddenly felt how ridiculous his earlier random thoughts were.

"I actually almost thought of that mongrel!"

"Truly laughable!"

Whether it's the Overseer or a Death Star-level existence, there's no way it could have any connection with that brat!

After all, nobody knows Lin An's background better than he does! Although he seems stronger than all of them, what are they!? They're escapees!

Thus Lin An is merely a slightly stronger ant in a trash race; looking across the whole Apocalypse, or even just a few nearby star systems, beings like Lin An are as common as cattle hair! How could they attract the attention of a supreme power!?

"That God Lord.. we.. we want to close the dungeon again, call people back..."

"No need!"

"Continue the plan! Those Fourth Stage who went out don't need to come back!"

"Wasn't there just news coming in, that they're currently following the plan to encircle and kill Lin An's former confidants?"

"Notify the group \"Ghosts\" we're allied with, have them cooperate with sea beasts to jointly annihilate Long An's final elite forces! Let them have humans kill humans, dogs bite dogs!"

Without waiting for his subordinates to instinctively want to hide again.

While continuously receiving external information, the First Generation gave a cold order, without hesitation choosing to continue the plan!

What a joke, they've already been cautious enough! They waited over half a year before acting, just to make sure that brat stays dead forever!?

Now the plan to return to reality is already at its end; letting him give up, he truly is unwilling!

Resource consumption during this period has been too great! Even if they hide in the dungeon longer, they won't last much longer!

The order was quickly transmitted.

The Black Mist escapees being urgently hunted outside, upon receiving the First Generation's command, their eyes suddenly flashed with a strange hue.

Seeing that he and his companions were about to catch up to Zhang Tie, he suddenly let out a low shout and directly transmitted his voice to others:

"Slow down! That bear seems to be going to look for other Long An people!"

"Let him go look! Let them directly face that bunch of maniacs! We'll just net them all!"

After excluding the dead-star illusion that had just seemed like a hallucination, confidence seemed to return to his heart at this very moment.

The Black Mist Fourth Stage glanced warily toward the coast, and the other Fourth Stage fugitives nearby, as if suddenly realizing something, hastily followed and slowed down.

Let Faction: Long An's final elite face off against that bunch of madmen?

Are they those ghosts?!

The humans they call madmen, the humans of that region, are likely one of a kind! Frankly, those humans who have turned themselves into ghostly beings even scare them a little!

Meanwhile, along the coast.

In a darkness resembling a ghostly haunt, wails of venomous grief echoed, as if filling the entire world.

Sea sponge, coast.

The cold, icy waves surged, and a tiny figure now coldly stared at the suddenly emerging giant female corpse.

Only to see a figure kilometers tall, like a white candle, its slender body bearing a deathly pale woman whose head seemed to have snapped her spine, jutting forward. Through her seaweed-like wet long hair, a pair of dead-white eyes, equally resentful, fixed on the confronting girl.

It moved without wind.

In midair, Mo Ling at this moment resembled a miniature Lin An: her expression icy, her arms crossed before her, her originally dark-blue eyes suddenly turning scarlet.

"Meme, a fusion of anomalous entities?"

"Jieyezi.. The Grudge?? Or is it a collective of mutant memes?"