No health bar? You call this stunningly beautiful NPC sickly?

The players' minds went blank. Only three humans?

What do you mean? Does that mean that these guys around us who seem to be fellow players aren't human?

It's terrifying to think about, but it's also terrifying not to think about it.

In the vast square, the nine hundred surviving elite players from various races were frozen in place, as if they had been struck by acupuncture points, not daring to move an inch.

"She is the best being you can meet in this sick world, so please don't let her meet a bad version of yourself."

This warning is less of a reminder and more of a sign of compassion.

They were pawns, ants, insignificant specks in this ancient power struggle, yet even so, the supreme being was still willing to leave them a glimmer of hope.

That only "way out" was named "her".

This realization has led many astute players to re-evaluate the game.

The best existence? The only way to survive?

These evaluations, issued by the ever-cold and ruthless eerie game system itself, carried enough weight to break down the psychological defenses of everyone present.

When has a bizarre game ever given such a humane prompt? And with an almost pleading tone?

"The best is not the same as harmless..." a player from the Earth Spirit race muttered to himself, his face pale. "This means that our lives and deaths depend entirely on her whim, and we have no idea what standards she uses to judge us as good or bad."

"Aren't all supernatural phenomena subject to rules? As long as we follow the rules, she can't do anything to us."

“No,” a Yeti player next to him shook his head, “look at that last sentence, ‘May you not be next.’ This means the Royal Court has already destroyed more than one race. The system is warning us that the consequence of choosing the wrong side is annihilation.”

"So, the system isn't letting us choose, it's forcing us to choose."

The Blackwing player leader took a deep breath and folded his wings back again. This was the custom of their clan: when they were arrogant, they wished they had more wings, but now they had to keep a low profile.

He recalled the question composed of characters during his earlier investigation—"What are you looking at?" That being knew from the beginning what they were doing and who they were.

But she didn't make a move; in fact, she even intervened when the arrogant clone was about to kill her.

Combining this with the system's words, a terrifying yet reasonable guess took shape in his mind.

Based on his previous speculation, this so-called battle of eras may have been nothing more than a game between these two gods from beginning to end.

These players who were caught up in it weren't even considered chess pieces; at most, they were just wild monsters that would spawn and die on the game map, adding a bit of fun to the game.

The life or death of wild monsters naturally depends on the mood of the gods.

Having figured this out, the Blackwing player leader dared not harbor any more illusions and immediately left his last words in the race channel.

"Black Feather Clan, everyone, put away your inappropriate thoughts. From now on, we have only one goal—to obtain the protection of the Holy Domain, at all costs."

Similar conversations were quietly taking place among the teams of various races.

Players who had previously been hesitant and observing have now made their choices without hesitation.

Just kidding. On one hand, there's the risk of your entire clan being wiped out at any moment, and on the other hand, there's the "only way to survive" stamped by the system. Even a three-year-old knows what to do in this choice.

…Inside the Central Examination Room No. 1.

Mu Zhixi was completely unaware of the inner struggles of the other players; she was contentedly looking at the numbers on her faith value backend.

[Faith Points +120, +Faith Points +98, +Faith Points +210!]

Although the amount added each time is not particularly large, it is large in quantity and high in frequency, and it is continuous.

In just a few minutes, her total faith points exceeded 350,000.

It seems that buying that "floating loudspeaker" was a good deal.

A few ambiguous and suggestive words, coupled with the authoritative shell of a system announcement, have an outstanding effect.

Players are indeed best managed through intimidation and information asymmetry; it's the most efficient way to manage them.

She was pondering whether she should strike while the iron was hot and fabricate a few more rules about the "Secrets of the Old Era" to further solidify the players' sense of awe when a series of urgent notification sounds suddenly rang in her mind.

[A unit has been detected that meets the criteria for "blasphemy".]

The skill "His Gaze" has automatically locked onto a target and will soon be activated over a large area.

[Announcement! The "Fake Becomes Real" passive skill has been triggered!]

[The world-building process is underway based on your chosen "Judgment Council" backstory...]

[Completing...]

[Completed.]

[Condense Unit: Old Royal Court - Out-of-Control Chaos Chapter (Remnants)]

Mu Zhixi was stunned.

Has "His gaze" been triggered again?

Who was so foolish as to provoke the Holy Land this time? And why did "Refine the False into the True" activate along with it?

She quickly opened the system log and began to examine it carefully.

The log entry was very simple, merely explaining the specific effects of "transforming the fake into the real".

The backstory she had previously created for that SS+ level judge's disguise had been materialized.

In the story, the Inquisition and the Old Royal Court were once allies, but later broke apart due to ideological differences. The trigger for the break was that a secret unit of the Old Royal Court went out of control during an experiment, and all its members were transformed into monsters who only knew how to kill and destroy.

The court advocated for their complete execution, while the royal court leadership attempted to cover up and take back this force, ultimately leading to a falling out between the two sides.

The White Whip Judge's solo mission, breaking away from the organization, was precisely to track down the whereabouts of this out-of-control legion.

Now, this "out-of-control Chaos Legion" has materialized, and it seems likely that it is located within this Seven Sins instance world.

"..." Mu Zhixi remained silent.

You failed to achieve true enlightenment through refinement, and now you're starting to refine it again?

This ability to "make the fake real" is even more unreliable than a time bomb.

If those nearly a thousand players were to encounter these irrational chaotic creatures, their fate would be predictable.

No, we can't let the leeks die like this; we have to harvest them at least a few more times!

These are all sources of her future faith points; they're like walking leeks (exploited investors), and she must protect them.

I was originally thinking of saving some faith points for emergencies, but now it seems I can't save that money.

She glanced at her faith points balance—356,000.

With this amount of money, it's clearly a drop in the ocean to buy another powerful SS+ level vest.

but……

Mu Zhixi's gaze fell on a corner of the Creator God panel, where an option that hadn't been used for a long time was quietly radiating an alluring light.

Loan Services

Mu Zhixi remembers that this feature seemed to have no limit. As long as she could afford the down payment and dared to take out a loan, the system would approve it. The key was that as long as she paid it off on time, there would be no interest.

The downsides are also obvious: character templates purchased with a loan cannot enjoy any discounts or freebies.

For example, the "buy one get twelve free" luxury knights package was out of her reach.

But I can't worry about that now.

She needs a powerful new character from the Sanctuary faction to deal with this sudden change.

An entity capable of forming a three-way balance of power with the Chaos Legion of the Old Royal Court and the Inquisition Chief Justice on the front lines.

In this way, the drama of the Holy Land, the Royal Court, and the Inquisition appearing simultaneously, checking and balancing each other, can finally unfold.

Players caught in the middle can more deeply appreciate the preciousness of the Sanctuary's protection and reap faith points more thoroughly. Moreover, the power of the ancient era cannot be connected solely by the emotional entanglements between major forces; it should be more magnificent and epic.