Apocalyptic Flood: Sexy Beauty Neighbor's Midnight Plea for Food Chapter 1127 - 471: Blending In

Liang Yuan fixed his gaze on the retreating silhouette, his eyes glinting faintly.

The diminutive messenger declared in a grave tone, "Let your people come up."

Huang Guangzu nodded promptly, "Yes."

Huang Guangzu then instructed Liu Mountain and the others to gather more than a hundred residents from the upper floors of the building.

Liang Yuan mingled among the crowd, observing intently as the Water God Sect’s short messenger started his sermon.

"Ladies and gentlemen, congratulations—you’ve been blessed by the Water God once more, granted this chance to hear the Divine Being’s doctrines."

"The Divine Being purges human hubris through floods; only the faithful faithful can rise anew from the waters."

"The ocean shall swallow the continents in time. Believers must reshape their forms and unlock superpowers to thrive in the Deep Sea Era."

"Once all societies plunge to the seabed, the Divine Being will ignite a fresh cycle of existence."

…

The short messenger droned on with the Water God Sect’s holy texts, while the audience below absorbed it in hushed silence.

Initially, numerous listeners were distracted, yet gradually, they fell into a trance-like rapture.

From his spot in the throng, Liang Yuan arched a brow.

"Spiritual Power contagion…"

He sharply detected the short messenger employing Spiritual Power to sway every soul nearby.

This subtle deployment of Spiritual Power operated covertly, like nurturing growth without a visible mark.

It seeped into minds alongside his utterances.

As though his words carried an enchanting force.

Liang Yuan’s own Spiritual Power proved overwhelmingly potent, rendering this pervasive effect useless against him.

He marveled at the messenger’s preaching technique.

This approach far outshone the efforts to rally hearts at Yangshan Shelter.

To enlist Yangshan Shelter’s dwellers, he’d devised a points regime, established academies, and distributed roles.

In stark contrast, the Water God Sect dispatched a Spirit Ability User for direct spiritual and mental immersion.

This amounted to outright indoctrination.

A mix of感慨 and exasperation washed over Liang Yuan.

He recognized this swift tactic as mere classic mind control.

Now, the short messenger reached the climax of his indoctrination.

The assembly below started echoing the chants.

"The land is dead, the tides are eternal—"

"Breathing is sin, only drowning is sanctity—"

Not far off, even Huang Guangzu displayed fervent zeal, bellowing fervently.

Liang Yuan lifted an eyebrow; though Huang Guangzu lacked Spirit Ability User status and was an Elemental Class wielder, his core trait remained Spiritual Power.

Yet, this messenger had swayed him regardless.

What did that signify?

It meant the short messenger’s Spiritual Power surpassed Huang Guangzu’s!

Though Liang Yuan hadn’t gauged Huang Guangzu’s Spiritual Power via Spiritual Ability Glasses,

he was certain Huang Guangzu’s primary stat neared 50 Points.

For this messenger to exceed that, one conclusion stood clear.

The short messenger was a Genetic Species powerhouse!

Liang Yuan’s gaze shimmered as he extended his Spiritual Power gradually, swiftly blanketing the area.

At once, an unseen Spiritual Power barrier severed the messenger’s sway.

The frenzied crowd abruptly sensed a icy jolt in their minds.

Their heated fervor plummeted instantly.

They exchanged bewildered glances.

Then turned puzzled eyes toward the short messenger.

Huang Guangzu’s face twisted, fury flashing as he glared at the messenger.

He grasped the truth of the prior moments.

He’d been mind-controlled!

Shock and terror roiled within him.

He cast a furtive look at Liang Yuan.

He knew Liang Yuan had countered it.

Else, he’d have succumbed too.

The short messenger picked up on the crowd’s odd shift.

He snapped his head up, scanning them, eyes bulging with rage and alarm. "Who dares? Who’s sabotaging the rite?"

Huang Guangzu demanded at once, "Messenger, what was that ritual? What occurred?"

The short messenger ignored him, eyes darting wildly across the group.

His gaze wavered, and abruptly, he spun wordlessly, bolting for the window.

Yet as he neared it, a voice whispered right by his ear.

"Hehe, quite the quick thinker."

"What!"

Terror gripped the short messenger; he jerked his head back.

To discover a figure had materialized behind him unnoticed.

That hand clamped his shoulder with ease.

Agonizing pain lanced through his shoulder instantly.

He cried out in disbelief, "It’s you!"

Then bellowed, "How dare you touch me?"

"I’m a Water God Sect messenger—aren’t you terrified of our sect’s vengeance?"

Liang Yuan let out a light chuckle, "Why even inquire?"

The masked face paled; yes, a pointless query.

The foe had struck, fearless of repercussions.

He shot a desperate glance at Huang Guangzu, yelling, "Huang Guangzu, you crave death too?"

Huang Guangzu gulped, feigning deafness.

Liang Yuan tightened his grip with a sharp "crack".

The shoulder shattered outright.

"Ah—"

The short envoy wailed in agony, snatching a potion vial with his free hand and crushing it.

Bang!

The vial burst ferociously, unleashing a dense azure fog.

But Liang Yuan exhaled forcefully.

A ferocious chill gale roared forth.

The blue vapor froze solid into ice crystals.

They clattered to the floor.

"Ice Attribute Superpower User!"

The short envoy gasped in horror.

As he shrieked, potent Spiritual Power assaulted Liang Yuan’s mind sea.

Liang Yuan’s face stayed impassive, curling into a faint smirk.

The moment that vast Spiritual Power invaded Liang Yuan’s mind sea,

the short envoy’s expression crumpled in dread!

An unfathomable, horrifying Spiritual Power retaliated.

Before he could respond, his Spiritual Power rebounded. A dull thump echoed as half his skull burst.

His body slumped lifelessly.

Liang Yuan paused briefly, brow furrowing: "A Genetic Species Level Spirit Ability User, yet undone by his own backlash?"

Once more, Liang Yuan noted the weakness of superpower users shy of Main Attribute Perfection at 50 Points.

He’d barely countered; the foe perished from self-inflicted rebound.

Liang Yuan tugged at the short envoy’s mask, murmuring: "Time to reveal your true face."

Mask lifted, Liang Yuan’s pupils contracted.

A youthful man’s visage emerged, around twenty years old.

Scales sprouted across his brow.

Beneath the hood, gill slits showed behind ears and under cheeks.

Liang Yuan scowled: "Spiritual Power awakener, yet bearing a mutable form like Zhang Peng’s [Merfolk]?"

He inspected the gills closely, spotting unnatural, stitched edges.

"Impossible…"

An astonishing hypothesis dawned on Liang Yuan.

Surgical gill implants?

His expression darkened. If true, the Water God Sect steered evolution toward oceanic adaptation!

Willfully morphing into sea life?

"Mr. Liang, the tall envoy’s back!"

Liu Mountain burst in suddenly, yelling urgently.

Huang Guangzu and crew snapped alert, eyeing Liang Yuan tensely.

"Mr. Liang, what’s our move?"

Liang Yuan’s eyes flashed; he stripped the short envoy’s robe swiftly.

The skin bore fish-scale armor everywhere.

No leisure for scrutiny, Liang Yuan donned the robe.

He refitted the mask.

Done, he commanded Huang Guangzu: "Stash the corpse. I’m now the Water God Sect envoy. Resume listening poses. Hurry!"

Huang Guangzu got it, whirling to bark: "Positions!"

He hauled the body hastily into a room.

Then dashed back, striking a devout listener’s stance.

Liang Yuan positioned himself ahead.

He strode forward; his stature shrank to match the short envoy’s.

His voice altered subtly, mimicking the envoy’s timbre.

The Hundred-Change Gene unveiled its marvel anew.

Just then, the tall envoy stepped into the hall.

Liang Yuan timed his chant perfectly.

"The land is dead, the tide is eternal—"

"Breathing is a sin, only drowning is holy—"

Huang Guangzu echoed thunderously.

The rest chimed in, roaring as one.

"The land is dead, the tide is eternal—"

"Breathing is a sin, only drowning is holy—"

…

The tall envoy surveyed the fervent display, suspicions none.

He strode to Liang Yuan, intoning deeply: "Finished?"

Liang Yuan dipped his head affirmatively.

The tall envoy continued: "Orders from on high—we head to Three Elements Building for Spirit Jade Island intel. We can’t miss it this time."

Liang Yuan’s gaze shifted, nodding: "Okay!"

With that, he trailed the tall envoy out at speed.

Led by the tall envoy, Liang Yuan reached Ring City World Trade Building’s exterior.

A dark blue vessel floated there.

It sported a white hull marked by a triple-helix inverted cross.

They embarked; the tall envoy activated controls, engine humming as they sped from Ring City World Trade.

Only then did he query: "Why so quiet?"

Liang Yuan’s eyes glinted: "Quiet about what?"

"Past Spirit Jade Island whispers always fired you up. What’s with the calm now?"

Liang Yuan answered: "Just wary it’s another false lead."

The tall envoy shook his head: "Different this round. Spirit Jade Island folk might’ve hit Three Elements Building."

"Last month’s Qingling International tip, though distant from Three Elements, fits the Guangfu-to-here path."

"It veers to Wuzhong District, where we spread floating land rumors. Spirit Jade Island likely caught wind."

"They’re probably checking it out."

"Heh, oblivious to our snare."

The tall envoy grinned darkly: "We’ll nab those Spirit Jade Island scum for sure!"