Gacha games can't save this bizarre world.

It was none other than the long-lost necromancer Sandru!

Chapter 519 The Savior Plan and the Raising of Gu

"What exactly is the Salvation Candidate Project? If you want to know, come find me in the Underworld!"

After saying that, the remnant soul that had become Sandru vanished into thin air.

This is indeed a matter of secrecy, leaving no trace and not fearing that anyone might discover the clues.

But it always gives people the feeling of heading towards the great underworld!

Zhao Hao stroked his chin and began to ponder: Is Sandru Yoda hiding in the Underworld now? You know, it's actually quite safe there.

Even if someone has immense power and influence, and has connections in both the inner and outer worlds, they can't possibly have connections in the underworld, a place filled with the dead.

On the contrary, Zhao Hao conquered several cities in the Underworld.

At first, I thought I would try to integrate into my own dream, but later I found it too difficult.

Moreover, once successful, one's dream will detach from the Sea of ​​Spiritual Energy and fall into the Underworld, where it will no longer be a dream but a realm of the dead.

That would be terrible!

However, although he had no desire to continue expanding, several cities in the surrounding underworld took the initiative to cause trouble after learning that the city had changed hands.

This is practically forcing Zhao Hao to expand!

They captured three more cities in the underworld before finally stopping.

As a result, he was forced to become the overlord of the underworld!

"But how did that kid Sandru know I could go to the Underworld? Oh well, never mind. I'll see what he knows."

Zhao Hao had always been concerned about this candidate for saving the world, but after investigating from various aspects, he couldn't find any clues at all.

This is really upsetting.

Sometimes the more you want to know, the less you know, and the less you know, the more you want to know, like a kitten scratching at your heart.

Not to mention that this matter directly concerns him. How could Zhao Hao not take it seriously?

Zhao Hao found Gou Quan, Elena, and the others. "You guys be careful. I'm going to the Underworld to meet that guy Sandru. He seems to know some inside information about the candidates for savior."

If you say that the Salvation Candidates Plan has nothing to offer, the remaining candidates probably won't believe it.

After Prada and Gou Quan moved to the headquarters of Pipi Shrimp, they basically never went out again.

Her God told her that there was malice everywhere outside.

Elena was still worried about Zhao Hao going to the Underworld alone. "Do you want us to go with you?"

Zhao Hao waved his hand, "Don't worry. That place is practically my home turf."

Zhao Hao left quickly, directly entering his city in the Underworld through the dream, and then teleporting to the vicinity of the coordinates given by Sandru via the Rainbow Bridge.

Sandru was also wary of Zhao Hao, so he didn't stay at the coordinates, but left a ghost knight to wait.

Zhao Hao was naturally on guard, and didn't teleport directly to the coordinates, worried that the other party might have malicious intentions and ambushed him. So he teleported nearby to observe.

Without noticing any special arrangement, Zhao Hao created a mental clone and teleported it to the coordinates, in front of the ghost knight.

The ghostly knight before them rode a skeletal warhorse covered in bone spikes and horns, wearing only a suit of armor, inside which lay an empty ghost.

Upon seeing Zhao Hao arrive, the Ghost Knight's helmet ignited with blue soul fire, as if it had awakened. A dozen or so soul fires of varying sizes burned around its body, and its spiritual energy level reached between Bronze 2 and Bronze 3.

Zhao Hao hadn't expected Sandru to have such a powerful weapon at his disposal.

If he had a few more undead minions like that, wouldn't he be going to ascend to heaven?

On second thought, hmm~ I still have more subordinates and clones, so I'm stronger.

Sandru observed Zhao Hao through the Ghost Knight's eyes. Because the Mind Shadow Clone was flawless in terms of spirit, mental fluctuations, and physical energy, Sandru couldn't tell that it was a clone.

He was still wondering: given Zhao Hao's habits, he actually came in person instead of sending a paper shrine or something. Did he trust me that much?

However, he didn't think much of it, because they weren't enemies.

“Come with me,” the ghost knight said, then pulled on the reins and spurred his horse into a gallop.

Zhao Hao's shadow clone floated up lightly, easily following the opponent in mid-air no matter how fast they ran.

This aerial maneuver has made countless extraordinary individuals drool.

They ran until they reached a valley in the hills, where Sandru appeared in front of a cave.

At this moment, his face was deathly pale and his features were gaunt. If it weren't for his piercing eyes, one might have thought he wouldn't live much longer. He always seemed to be half-dead like this.

"Come with me!" He turned and walked into the cave.

"You have many questions, don't you? About those dead candidates for salvation..."

"That's right, you probably already guessed it. They didn't all die accidentally. Or rather, their deaths were inevitable; how they died was secondary..."

"It all started from the beginning."

"By the way, do you know the truth about this world?" Sandru looked at Zhao Hao.

However, before Zhao Hao could answer, he had already answered his own question.

"This world is about to end. Maybe in ten or twenty years, or maybe next month."

"The world beneath our feet is an egg. Now the egg is about to hatch. We bacteria that live on it will have no place to survive..."

"About two or three hundred years ago, this egg began to move strangely, and the world's most powerful and long-established organizations roughly determined the time of the end of the world. After all, they were part of the effort to create the inner world when the hatching of this egg was delayed..."

Zhao Hao learned from Sandru that the creation of the inner world wasn't solely due to a decline in psionic energy, nor was it to protect ordinary people. Rather, it was to slow down the hatching speed of the cosmic egg beneath their feet.

By the way, those extraordinary beings, powerful beings, and gods in the past have taken some actions for this purpose, such as opening up the underworld.

The underworld wasn't originally like this; it simply existed naturally, but it wasn't a place where the souls of the dead resided.

The underworld was transformed into its current state by various pantheons in order to prevent the cosmic egg from absorbing the spirits and souls of all living beings and to delay its hatching.

This was a secret Zhao Hao learned from Dante when he first entered the Underworld.

It seems that several generations of extraordinary individuals have worked hard to ensure the continuation of the world.

The concepts of transforming into the six realms, the underworld, severing the connection between heaven and earth, and cutting off dragon veins are all for the sake of ensuring the continuation of the world.

While this may not be fair to the Cosmic Egg, it is indeed a struggle for survival for all life.

"So, what does this have to do with us, the candidates for savior?" Zhao Hao asked.

His earlier guess was correct; this savior candidate really was related to the apocalypse.

"Don't worry, we'll be there soon, we'll be there soon."

Perhaps because he hadn't spoken to anyone for so long, Sandru was unusually talkative.

"The world is going to be destroyed; this time it's unavoidable and can't be delayed any longer. But everyone has the will to survive, and who would willingly accept destruction? So they each try to find a way..."

"The Puritan forces in America eventually joined forces with Catholicism, Christianity, and other denominations in Europe after several twists and turns."

"They prepared a plan of redemption. A plan that, while unable to prevent the destruction of the world, could certainly save a small number of people."

He glanced at Zhao Hao, "And we are just pawns!"

Zhao Hao frowned and began to ponder the information Sandru had provided.

Could it be that this was a joint plan orchestrated by the entire God-believing system?!

It's important to know that in the extraordinary world, there are three beings who are generally recognized as being at the star level: Lao Tzu, Buddha, and God.

All three are no longer in this world; they may have gone to the far reaches of the universe.

However, compared to the former two, the latter is far superior in terms of spreading faith.

There are countless supernatural organizations that believe in God or make verbal claims, many of which are ancient sects that have existed for thousands of years.

Zhao Hao asked Sandru, "How did you know all this? And what are we pawns? Were we used as bargaining chips?"

Sandru shook his head. "Don't rush me. Let me explain slowly."

"The reason I said those savior candidates were doomed to die, though the manner of their death was uncertain, was because the entire so-called savior candidate plan was a sham!"

"The reason I know so much is because I am an Oil Titanium person. There are many people of our race involved in this plan. I knew more than you did back then. But at that time, I was also deceived."

"They told me that the plan was to select the last one from thirteen candidates, and the other candidates would die in the process and become the final savior."

"In your Song Dynasty terms, it's called 'raising Gu' (a type of poisonous insect)." He smiled, but it was an ugly smile.

"However, I eventually discovered that it was all a lie. All thirteen of us were sacrifices, nourishment for the savior! Haha, we were all deceived! We were destined to die to unleash the true savior's power! Haha~"

Sandru seems to have been mentally disturbed, likely due to the immense and indescribable blows he suffered in the pursuit of the truth.

"Are they going to use us as sacrifices? Is that why they're forcing us to die one by one?!"

Zhao Hao is currently mentally identifying his enemies.

"By the way," he asked, "those people are hoping for some savior to redeem them? How will they be redeemed?"

Sandru regained his composure. "Of course not. In fact, as far as I know, they're not a monolithic entity. They don't even have just one plan. After all, who has actually experienced the apocalypse?"

"They all have their own ideas in private, so they all have their own considerations and plans, and they don't completely trust other forces. Therefore, each has its own preparations..."

"For example, in America, those rats from Skull and Bones have prepared several plans."

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and a section of the mountain wall began to melt away, revealing the interior of the mountain.

There was a middle-aged white man bound tightly with heavy bones and countless strands of hair.

"He's a member of Skull and Bones. I prepared for two whole months to capture him. But don't expect to get too much information out of them. Their minds are sealed; if you touch on any key questions, their souls will shatter. You won't get anything out of them."

It was indeed remarkable to be able to keep a secret from a necromancer. However, Zhao Hao had other ideas.

“I understand what you mean. I don’t want to be anyone’s sacrifice or nourishment. We’re on the same side. So, in America, our enemy is the Skull and Bones Society?”

Sandru shook his head. "It's not just Skull and Bones. This organization, which emerged alongside this country, has deeply infiltrated every corner of it. We also have to face the top brass of the Amerindian government, the military, and all sorts of supernatural organizations whose stance we don't know."

Zhao Hao nodded. "Okay, I'll be on guard."

He pointed to the man who had lost his mind, "Can you give me this man? I want to try."

"I knew you wouldn't accept this. Here you go..."

Zhao Hao grabbed the person and vanished in a flash, leaving Sandru standing there.

"This teleportation ability is truly enviable. The Skull and Bones Society's guess was right; the Bifrost, the artifact from Norse mythology, ended up in Zhao Hao's hands."