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CHAPTER 522 OF 523

Chapter 522: A Greeting from Cthulhu

"The Commander will personally summon us."

Abdullah’s voice wasn’t loud, but it instantly sent a massive shockwave through the conference room.

Everyone present revealed looks of excitement and shock, barely able to conceal their inner ecstasy.

Some flushed red in an instant, their bodies even trembling slightly.

The Savior Army Commander was going to personally summon them!

And not in the "True Apocalypse Game," but in reality!

"Mr. Abdullah, is this true? I heard you were summoned by the Commander in the ’True Apocalypse Game’ before. What kind of... person is the Commander?" Stephen asked, his voice trembling slightly and his eyes full of excitement.

They had originally been sent by their respective governments to sign a peace treaty, only realizing along the way that this was a Salvation Army operation.

Never in their wildest dreams did they imagine that on such a simple mission, they would actually get to see the Commander in person!

The Commander, in the flesh!

Abdullah gave the smile of an elder, raising a hand to point at a goateed man sitting to the side, who was dressed in a white robe with a scimitar at his waist. He said:

"Seeing the Commander in the game is nothing special. Mr. Kavan, leader of the Assassin Sect, was once summoned by the Commander in reality. I believe Mr. Kavan is more qualified to speak on this."

The Assassin Sect!?

The Elder in the Mountains?

Since arriving, Kavan had only exchanged a few words with Abdullah and had otherwise remained silent. The others understood that he must also be a Salvation Army Warrior, but they didn’t know his background.

Now, hearing Abdullah’s introduction, they realized that this ordinary-looking, middle-aged man with a goatee was actually from the thousand-year-old Assassin Sect!

Rumor had it that the shadow of the Assassin Sect was behind many major historical events, but no one had ever truly met one of its members—at least, no one present had before—so they were all extremely curious.

What’s more, this Kavan before them had been summoned by the Commander in reality!

Kavan gave a slight nod to the group, a proud expression on his face, and said slowly:

"That’s right. The Heroic King once summoned me in reality. Although it was only a stand-in, I could still feel his magnificent presence. I can only say that the power the Heroic King wields is far beyond what we mortals can imagine. In a way, he is already a man who is almost a Divine Spirit."

Hearing this, the others nodded respectfully, though some were inwardly unconvinced.

After all, no matter what, they were still inclined to believe the Commander possessed powerful Science and technology, not some kind of Divine Power.

However, the Middle East was a special place, and this was clearly just Kavan’s reverence for the Commander, so most of them didn’t say anything more.

Stephen, unable to restrain himself any longer, looked at Kavan with eager eyes and said:

"Mr. Kavan, I’ve heard about the Assassin Sect since I was a child. There are many rumors I was hoping you could confirm... Archduke Ferdinand..."

Before he could finish, Kavan had already nodded and said:

"That was our work."

"John F. Kennedy..."

"Hmm, that was a mission request from the military-industrial complex within Eagle Country. Otherwise, it would be very difficult for someone chasing a car to have such accurate marksmanship," Kavan said in a low voice, eating a date.

Hearing this, Rogers, the deputy commander of Eagle Country’s Central Theater, couldn’t help but frown and said:

"But the FBI’s investigation at the time didn’t..."

Kavan laughed heartily and looked at Rogers, saying:

"And the FBI isn’t part of the military-industrial complex?"

Rogers immediately fell silent.

Stephen quickly asked another question:

"Epstein?"

Kavan shook his head and said:

"The proud Assassin Sect would not touch such dirty work."

Everyone nodded slightly.

After all, everyone knew who was behind that incident. Killing a rich man in prison wasn’t difficult, so naturally, the Assassin Sect wouldn’t be associated with something like that.

"Mr. Abdullah, how will the Commander summon us? When? Where? Do we need to make any preparations?" Zhao Lizhang asked Abdullah at this point.

The others immediately turned to look at Abdullah, awaiting his answer.

Having calmed down slightly from the initial excitement, how the Commander would actually appear was what they truly cared about.

Stephen even turned to look directly at the door, as if the Commander might push it open and walk in at any second.

Abdullah shook his head and said:

"I only know that the Commander will personally summon us. As for the rest, I am not qualified to ask. All we can do is wait."

Everyone nodded in understanding.

Suddenly, the ground began to tremble slightly. Kavan couldn’t help but frown and asked:

"The ground is shaking. Is a convoy passing by? An earthquake? Or the shockwave from an explosion?"

Rogers, the deputy commander of Eagle Country’s Central Theater, shook his head and said:

"Our reconnaissance planes are constantly circling overhead. There’s nothing. This area is now arguably one of the safest places on Earth."

Kavan’s eyes narrowed, saying: "Then it’s this building..."

The words had barely left his mouth when the floor they were on suddenly dropped, as if it were an elevator!

Caught completely off guard, most of them widened their eyes and grabbed onto the nearest tables and chairs.

Then they watched as the entire second floor of the Oasis Hotel began to descend into the ground!

The surrounding windows vanished, replaced by silver-gray metal walls that emitted a faint white light, illuminating the space.

The Oasis Hotel they were in had been converted into a gigantic elevator!

One floor, two floors, three floors...

The men stared wide-eyed, their expressions grave. Rogers and Vasily, in particular, looked utterly incredulous.

Syria was, after all, considered joint territory for Eagle Country and Russia. Abu Kamaal City, a major border city in the southeast, was under constant surveillance.

And right under their noses, the Oasis Hotel had undergone such a massive construction project?

They hadn’t noticed a single thing!

Five floors... seven floors... ten floors... fifteen floors...

The massive elevator continued its descent. At first, they had no idea how many floors they had dropped, but fortunately, large numbers occasionally appeared on the walls flashing past, indicating the floor level.

Finally, the powerful downward momentum ceased. The "elevator" came to a stop on the twentieth basement level. Assuming a floor height of five meters, that meant they were about a hundred meters underground.

Ahead of them, where the conference room door should have been, a vast open area appeared. It looked like a colossal underground warehouse, at least a hundred meters high, with a depth that stretched far beyond sight.

The lighting was dim.

In the distance stood a massive silhouette, fifty to sixty meters tall. They couldn’t tell what it was, but it resembled a pillar with an umbrella-shaped top.

Beside this umbrella-shaped pillar was a ring of curved metal tubes, about twenty meters in diameter, extending far into the distance, leading to who-knows-where.

Stephen was the first to get up, walking out with an ecstatic expression on his face.

Zhao Lizhang, Vasily, Kavan, and the others exchanged glances before following him out, heading toward the enormous silhouette in the dim light.

After stepping out of the "elevator," they realized the underground space was far larger than it had appeared from inside, like a subterranean kingdom.

As they walked, lights flickered on one by one, illuminating the path and the underground space, finally allowing them to see many things clearly.

"This... This is a particle accelerator! My God, just how huge is this thing?" Zhao Lizhang finally recognized what the curved metal tubes extending into the distance were.

The Eastern Power was also building one of the world’s most powerful particle accelerators, but it seemed to be nowhere near as massive as this one.

This immense, magnificent structure built beneath Abu Kamaal City left them all profoundly shaken.

Walking through this enormous underground facility, they felt like dwarves in Giant Country.

But what shocked them even more was the question of when such a massive structure had been built here.

And so silently, at that?

As for the umbrella-shaped pillar that was several stories tall, they had no idea what it was. They could only tell from its exquisite, sci-fi-like appearance that it was a man-made machine.

They had now arrived in front of the umbrella-shaped pillar, where they saw a barefoot, hooded youth standing there, smiling at them.

The youth looked as ordinary as could be—an Eastern boy you wouldn’t be able to pick out of a crowd.

But the moment they saw him, everyone present understood. Before them stood the Commander they had longed to meet, the Savior who had rescued human civilization from the brink of destruction!

As first-generation members who had joined the Salvation Army from the very beginning, they had once listened to the Commander’s sermon in the fields. The youth’s attire was identical to that of the Savior in the game space back then!

Kavan, Zhao Lizhang, and the others, their expressions full of emotion, immediately quickened their pace.

Meanwhile, Stephen, who had been the first to walk out, had already reached the Commander. With a look of pure ecstasy, he faced the Commander and asked in a trembling voice:

"Commander? Is that you?"

The Eastern youth smiled and nodded.

Zhao Lizhang and the others behind felt a sense of relief and were overjoyed, but they were also shocked by the Commander’s youth.

But when they considered the immense power he had always displayed, his age seemed negligible.

After all, for a being who was almost a Divine Spirit, age had nothing to do with saving the world.

Just as the group was about to salute the Commander, in the very next instant, Stephen smiled, drew a pistol from his waist, aimed it at the Commander’s forehead, and abruptly pulled the trigger, saying:

"Respected Commander, this is a greeting from the Whispering God and Cthulhu!"

BANG! BANG! BANG! The crisp sound of gunshots echoed through the vast underground space as several scorching hot bullets instantly pierced the Commander’s forehead!