I created the Anomaly Control Bureau

Chapter 967, Section 962: The Substitute

No spiritual entity can approach it?

This effect does sound like something out of a dream, but Ma En still can't figure out exactly what this "girl" is or what she can do, though the way they talk...

This seems to be some kind of unspoken consensus.

Seran continued:

"What if it's about dealing with the Moon Goddess..."

Boundless shook his head:

"Rain doesn't control her power very well. Although she can help us become immune to mental attacks, she can't launch an effective and precise counterattack, since she herself doesn't possess mental power."

"And even if she can create dream circles that dismantle the power of the mind, the Moon Goddess can avoid them after seeing them, and she must be very good at blocking the spread and invasion of such power, right?"

Seran nodded in agreement and looked at the changed old man, saying:

"That's right. If her power hadn't been rigorously trained, she definitely wouldn't be able to deal with the Moon Goddess. In the end, it would just become a game of chase and escape. But what we gods are least worried about is being hunted down."

"We are creatures who live in our thoughts, and the Moon Goddess has even parasitized the entire human psyche, making it even more difficult to capture her. If the Dreamers could..."

Wuyin interrupted him somewhat forcefully:

"You know this is impossible."

Serane immediately echoed:
"Of course, I fully understand. I'm not asking for anything, just expressing my feelings. It's a pity that if my fellow humans were a little more wicked, they might have been able to spare some of their time to deal with me."

Wuyin also said:
"Unfortunately, they weren't that stupid."

Hearing this, Ma En felt a little strange, because although he couldn't figure out the timeline, according to his other memories, Seran, who was saying this, had once attracted the personal attack of the Divine Fist.

Although this is likely because Serane was stronger than these guys back then.

And judging from what they're saying, it seems they're a bit tied up? Is that why they sent out these few guys? Is it because there's some ongoing disaster like Hai Si, or is it simply because this world is too dangerous?

Seran then looked at Li Si:

"You're the second disciple of the Divine Fist?"

The thin man slightly raised his eyelids, and his seemingly ordinary figure instantly became sharp. For a moment, Ma En even felt that he was about to be blinded, and he had to force himself not to look away.

Li Si nodded slightly:

"Li Si the Swift Sword".

Seran sized him up for a few moments, then said:

"Although I don't know you very well, I know how strong your master is. Since you are his disciple, I estimate that none of Karina's servants are a match for you, right?"

Li Si said in a calm tone:
"You'll only know after you've fought it."

Seran asked:
"You must be the number one enforcer in this team, right?"

Li Si did not deny it:

"Ah."

Seran then asked:

"If it were Karina herself, what are your chances of winning?"

Li Si remained concise and to the point:

"I've never seen her."

Seran nodded, then a hint of curiosity appeared on his face:
"And what about me?" Hearing this, Li Si didn't answer immediately. Instead, he looked at Serane seriously, scrutinizing the King of Gods from head to toe, before finally saying:

"If it were you now, you'd probably have a 20-30% chance..."

"If I'm right."

Serane smiled slyly:
"It shouldn't be much different. I also think you're very dangerous. Among you, you're probably the only one who could pose a threat to me."

"To be honest, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't dare send you guys on any dangerous missions. After all, you're all the 'precious darlings' of the Thriller Bark."

Wuyin doesn't think so:

"Although Li Si is the best fighter among us, the rest of us are not pushovers either. Normal physical and mental attacks cannot touch Yu. The prophet can foresee his own death, and I can stretch time."

“No ordinary guys can threaten us, otherwise they wouldn’t have let us come.”

Marne realized that she had ignored him, probably because he didn't really belong here, and that he had replaced the Founder's "darling".

"What about him?"

Just as Marn thought he would be "left out," Seran suddenly turned to look at him.

The others belatedly turned around, but their movements were slow and confused, and Wuyin showed no sign of wanting to answer for Ma En.

Marx and Engels' minds raced, and they immediately made a decision:
"My main responsibility is to observe and record. As for what I can do, just like Wuyin said, you don't need to worry about my safety, because I won't die for any reason."

"Simply put, I am a reality warper. Although you may not think so, from my perspective, I do not actually exist in the Only One you are in, so naturally I will not die."

"Of course, I have other skills, but we'll talk about that when the time comes."

Marne was obviously making things up, but he was also closely watching the reactions of the others as he spoke.

Seran nodded upon hearing this, showing no sign of confusion; clearly, the description was not difficult for him to understand.

But the focus is on his "companions".

They didn't react strangely to his ramblings, as if things should be as Marne said, but Marne knew very well that this could not possibly be true.

This is completely illogical and baseless nonsense. In other words, the inevitable differences between oneself and the person being replaced when experiencing this kind of memory will not directly cause the memory to collapse.

Just as Marne was pondering what was going on, the prophet suddenly raised his head:

"not good."

Everyone tensed up instantly. Serane looked at him quickly, but instead of interrupting him out of anxiety, he waited quietly for the prophet to make his judgment.

Meanwhile, several people, including Serane, were gathering their strength and beginning to make defensive preparations.

Marne is also ready to escape this memory.

But the prophet did not give an immediate answer as Serane had expected. Instead, after hesitating for several seconds, he said with some difficulty:

"Oh no, it's too late, I didn't notice..."

"Get ready immediately, they've found us, there's no time left."

Upon hearing this, Wuyin looked quite astonished, as if she had heard something unbelievable. But she didn't have time to ask any more questions. Instead, she reached into her pocket and continued:

"All..."

hum!
The sword was drawn.

(End of this chapter)