Global Dungeon: I Can See the Status Bar

Chapter 115: Chapter 95: A Race Even More Voracious Than Human Desire Appears!

The Eye of Insight clearly conveyed the information of this juvenile with “chuunibyou” before me.

[War Apostle Clone (B)]: 180000/180000

[Current State]: Bloodthirst, Excited, Power Extension

Lu Wenwu curled his lip.

This thing seems even more useless than the previous ghostly creature claiming to be a great Divine Spirit.

It doesn’t even have Divinity, yet it dares to call itself a Deity.

Moreover…

What is a War Apostle?

Lu Wenwu felt puzzled.

Lu Wenwu thought that he should ask when he didn’t understand something.

He activated the Azure Sky Wings and flew up.

Lu Wenwu was ready to win by Virtue!

The War Apostle clone was being smug, but the next second, its neck was grabbed by Lu Wenwu, who appeared out of nowhere.

“What is a War Apostle? Why are you fighting with those people down there?” Lu Wenwu bluntly asked his doubts.

“How… dare you!”

The War Apostle clone struggled desperately, its face flushed, but the powerful hand grasping it was like it was welded shut, unmoved by its efforts.

Lu Wenwu was a bit displeased, so he punched the War Apostle clone, immediately shattering its nasal bone.

Then, Lu Wenwu earnestly said, “I’m asking you a question. Dodging the topic is very disrespectful to me, and now I’m a bit unhappy.”

“Otherworld… person!”

The War Apostle seemed to finally realize the situation, revealing a twisted smile once again.

“You… these… godless… people…”

Before finishing his sentence, his neck was crushed by Lu Wenwu.

Lu Wenwu couldn’t be bothered to waste more time with someone out of their mind.

There’s no point in playing music to a cow.

[You gained 0.1 free attribute points]

Lu Wenwu waited a few seconds and, seeing no task completion message pop up, disdainfully tossed the War Apostle clone’s body from high above, smashing it into meat paste.

With the War Apostle clone’s death, the War Faithful, who were like an Undead Calamity, suddenly stopped, their eyes gradually becoming dull and vacant.

The gunfire from the Salvation Army also ceased.

Everyone incredulously looked up, seeing Lu Wenwu, who appeared like a Deity, and slain the War Apostle clone.

No cheers, no joy of war victory.

The Salvation Army soldiers almost simultaneously began frantically rescuing the wounded and clearing the battlefield, salvaging every usable piece of equipment and supplies.

Lu Wenwu frowned as he looked down at the expressionless soldiers.

This world…

What on earth happened?

Only ten seconds passed at most.

A human-like glint suddenly appeared in the vacant eyes of the War Faithful.

Their unbelievably massive and burly bodies began to deflate gradually.

Still strong, but within the range of a normal person now.

The numerous eye-catching buffs disappeared.

From the Eye of Insight’s observation, suddenly, names and identities appeared before the numbers of those War Faithful.

In the [Current State] section, only sorrow, pain, and numbness remained.

Countless War Faithful, regaining their sanity, either knelt in silence, wildly searched among unrecognizable corpses, or clung to each other and wept heart-wrenchingly.

Lu Wenwu landed from the sky and silently observed the scene with Lan Shan, who emerged from hiding.

An Asian-faced, officer-attired person hurriedly ran over from a distance and gave an unfamiliar military salute to the two.

“Thank you for your help, Hero from the Otherworld. I am Zhao Lixing, deputy commander of the Seventh Landing Team, Salvation Second Army, currently acting as commander. I extend the highest regards on behalf of all our officers and soldiers.”

“Small matter.”

Lu Wenwu was unsure what language this was, but with language comprehension, he understood and casually replied.

[Zhao Lixing, Deputy Commander of the Seventh Landing Team, Salvation Second Army (E)]: 600/600

[Current State]: Grateful, Sad, Tense

It seemed to be the truth.

Zhao Lixing saluted again: “Do the two strong ones have any interest in joining our Salvation Army? We’ve previously had many strong people from the Otherworld arrive and they mostly joined us; we sincerely welcome you strong ones from the Otherworld to join us.”

Lan Shan curiously asked, “Zoom! Zoom! Many Players have been here before us?”

“Players? Oh yes, most strong individuals from the Otherworld claim to be Players,” Zhao Lixing nodded, “Indeed there have been many, including over a dozen currently stationed in our headquarters who are key to our Salvation Army’s resistance against the Apostle’s main body.”

The worst failure outcome had emerged.

If this scenario’s main quest failed, there wouldn’t be a forced return or level drop penalty.

Without a forced exit tool, one would be stuck here directly.

This was quite a terrifying fact.

Not only did it mean this scenario was extremely challenging, but many Players had already lost, and interference from previously stranded Players could occur.

Not all Players held a firm, fearless heart wanting to save Blue Star.

Having been in the scenario long enough, it was hard to ensure they wouldn’t develop sinister thoughts like “if I can’t complete the main quest, other Players can’t have an easier time either.”

In addition to that, there was an even more terrifying possibility…