Transforming Succubus: Almost Doomsday

The island was alive; many had speculated this based on the visionary anomalies.

Once Zhou Baiyu mentioned it, everyone calmed down.

"As you all saw the heavenly calamity before, those among you who are Gatherers must have felt it; it was a massive disaster, but it was prevented."

"Although the disaster was prevented and the misfortune averted, the island was also awakened by the power of fate, leading to the notion that the island was swept up."

"We should thank the person who stopped the heavenly calamity from happening."

Upon hearing this, Ke Zhongye showed a proud expression, but he did not step forward to take credit.

As legendary pioneers, he and Guan Canghai, together, defeated the experts from the Pantheon, saving everyone,

It was a significant achievement, but in their view, Jiang Xianwu alone did wonders by defeating this super opponent, who was already a master of the gaming realm.

Thus, Ke Zhongye simply smiled and moved on.

Guan Canghai, on the other hand, was scrutinizing Jiang Xianwu carefully. This was the first time the strongest Gatherer of the moment was meeting the most potent Mutator of the time.

By all accounts, Guan Canghai was stronger than Wu Xin.

At least for now, there was still an insurmountable gap between Wu Xin and Guan Canghai.

Therefore, the futures they saw differed in the amount of information.

Guan Canghai sensed that Guang Tongchen, Jiang Xianwu, and one other seemed to have extraordinary fates.

His gaze was steady, unknowing what thoughts were crossing his mind.

Zhou Baiyu continued to speak:

"Although the heavenly catastrophe was prevented, the island was activated, hence the 'island being swept up' incident."

"Could it be possible that the island wants everyone to gather together? The first thing it did upon awakening was to try to bring everyone together?"

Although everyone realized that the island might be alive, they weren't thinking as deeply as Jiang Xianwu.

Tian Xia Wu Er said,

"If this island is alive and if it actively wants to gather everyone together... then what does it want to do?"

"I don't know," Zhou Baiyu admitted.

At that moment, Bai Ling looked towards a distant "spire" like structure:

"There. Discussing and guessing here is pointless. Right now, at the very center at the bottom, that's where the spire is located. Let's go take a look."

Zhou Baiyu nodded.

He was about to face a choice.

Although the fate of the smiling warrior had already vanished, and he had temporarily passed the crisis.

But smaller crises would continue to surface.

Following Bai Ling's suggestion, a group of legendary pioneers, including Midel and Zhang Haoyun, all moved towards the location of the spire.

The island had now turned into a grand canyon, an abyss.

But the sunlight above still allowed everything here to maintain a basic level of visibility.

It was dim but not pitch black.

All along the way, Zhou Baiyu pondered one question—what about other corrupted species? What about the demon kind?

Most of the pioneers had survived, but the demon kind and other corrupted types, they couldn't all have died during the process of the island being swept up...

So he became vigilant and alert.

"Karlando's strength is formidable, perhaps even above that of the Demon Emperor, only managing to defeat him using Extreme Transformation and Mark, who may become an even more terrifying existence than Karlando."

"So I can interpret that the island couldn't handle Karlando."

"But for other demon kinds and corrupted types, it's hard to say. Although a portion of them were killed by the rules, by pioneers, or by other demon kinds and corrupted types during the falling process or before the island was swept up, it couldn't be like now... where only pioneers and cleansers survive."

"It's very likely that there is some mechanism in this spire."

With these thoughts, Zhou Baiyu finally led everyone to the location of the spire.

Upon closer inspection, the spire was about forty meters tall.

It was shaped like a square pyramid, entirely black, resembling the buildings on the fourth level of a tower from some apocalypse story.

Zhou Baiyu noticed that there was an entrance at the bottom of the spire.

Above the entrance, in writing that no one could understand, there were some messages.

Ke Zhongye, the bold one, instinctively wanted to touch the entrance and push open the door to enter the spire.

But Zhou Baiyu suddenly stopped him:

"Don't touch! This is a door with mutative effects! If you're not a Mutator holding a specific object, touching the door will be viewed as an intrusion, and you will be transported to a bizarre and uncertain place!"

Zhou Baiyu explained in detail, and Bai Ling was astonished:

"You... can read this ancient text?"

Everyone was curious how Jiang Xianwu knew so much.

Could it be that the incomprehensible text actually consisted of rules, and Jiang Xianwu could decrypt this text?

How did he manage that?

Tian Xia Wu Er and Duck Prophet, both erudite, knew well that the script did not resemble the text of any country in the real world.

Zhou Baiyu nodded:

"Bai Ling, you recognize this script?"

"I can't read it, but my father can."

Zhou Baiyu immediately thought of Bai Ling's biological father.

Dr. A's disciple, that stubborn man who believed human science could prevent the apocalypse.

In Zhou Baiyu's memory, Bai Ling's father, Bai Ye, among Dr. A's many students, was the most talented.

But he resisted believing in "corruption" and tried to explain corruption using human-acquired science.

But he ultimately failed, became disheartened, and entered a refuge with Bai Ling and others.