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Su Changxing also began to consider leaving this place. This Tentacle Monster seemed off, as if it was carrying extra power beyond its own extraordinary level, like him, able to borrow some power from its main body.

This gave him an illusion of meeting a fellow, suspecting that this thing might also be a doppelgänger of some powerful entity, projected onto this world.

It’s a very reasonable assumption, especially since the people in the Gathering Place called both him and this Tentacle Monster Divine Creatures, which was why he thought of such a hypothesis.

If one had to find a common ground, one would have to think along these lines.

However.

The extra power in the Tentacle Monster’s body was radiating, constantly dispersing outward, affecting the surrounding environment and objects. An ordinary person approaching a certain distance would risk having their mind distorted.

But he was different; he could control it actively.

Su Changxing also started moving in the direction away from the Tentacle Monster, feeling that he must maintain a safe distance, while also leaving some zombies nearby to monitor the Tentacle Monster.

In any case, the Tentacle Monster was inherently more powerful than him, and evading was necessary, lest the creature suddenly go haywire and cause trouble for him, leaving him with no place to hide.

Until the next day.

The Tentacle Monster became agitated again, just as he had anticipated, as if attracted by something, moving in a straight line towards a specific direction, leaving pits of various sizes in its wake.

Seeing this scene, Su Changxing didn’t think much of it, estimating that its target was most likely another Gather Place, which was indeed the case.

After advancing to Tier Eight, he gained the ability to control zombies and quickly mapped out the terrain of the nearby areas, accurately mastering the positions of the nearby Gatherings.

However, compared to the previously destroyed Gathering Place, the locations of the other Gatherings were at a certain distance from the boundary, but at the same time housed more ordinary people, overall much weaker in strength.

He estimated that such a feeble Gathering could easily be overwhelmed with a wave of the Undead Tide, let alone withstand the impact of the Tentacle Monster. Let alone resisting it, they might immediately fall apart and disperse upon seeing the Tentacle Monster appear.

The Tentacle Monster moved faster than imagined, crossing over ten kilometers in less than half an hour, causing the ground to tremble incessantly, and a large number of buildings collapsed into ruins.

This time, there was no barrier from the Undead Tide and nothing unexpected, a mass of purplish-red tentacles crashed into the sprawling Gathering Place before it could fully react.

The tentacles seemed to have their own gravitational pull; people running around began to spin in circles, then charged into them, sticking to the flesh of the tentacles and quickly being assimilated into them as if merging like water.

A portion of the people managed to escape the Gathering, seemingly having gotten away since there were still many people in the Gathering who could block those giant purplish-red tentacles.

When encountering a tiger, there is no need to run faster than the tiger, just faster than the person next to you in order to survive. Those still in the Gathering are the people next to you.

At this moment, densely packed small purplish-red tentacles emerged from the street outside the Gathering, like tiny hands sprouting from the ground, giving chills, pulling at the legs of the fleeing people to trip and entangle them.

The small tentacles seemed glued to people’s skin, impossible to shake off, and upon closer inspection, were already united into one.

Su Changxing witnessed this tragic scene through a zombie he was controlling near the Gathering Place; the giant tentacles had almost covered the entire Place, and few truly escaped.

Many did not lack the ability to flee but started running and seemed to lose their minds, throwing themselves at the tentacles like moths to a flame, with eyes full of the warmth and brightness of the fire, forgetting the dangers entirely.

”Stronger.”

Su Changxing looked grim, clearly feeling the monster’s aura strengthened, even from afar. Compared to devouring zombies, consuming humans allowed it to grow stronger faster.

”If this continues, all the Gatherings in this place will probably be destroyed by this creature.”

He wanted to stop it, after all, as a human in consciousness, he could not just watch so many compatriots be killed, but he truly felt powerless.

Even sending the Undead Tide over was merely feeding it, at most dragging out the time, with little significance, and he himself couldn’t possibly be a match for this creature. The extraordinary level difference was so significant that even among ten thousand timelines, a winning possibility might not be found.

This was remarkably similar to the feeling of facing the apocalypse -- despair, helplessness, being able to only watch as things happen, powerless to change, like watching the night fall, unable to recover the sunset’s afterglow no matter how high you stand.

It seemed like nothing had changed.

After destroying a Gathering Place, the Tentacle Monster calmed down again, with enormous purplish-red limbs fixed in the sky, forming a tree shape that had a strange beauty from afar, with intermingling small tentacles resembling a falling waterfall.

After this Gathering was destroyed, the nearby Gatherings abruptly awakened themselves, starting to evacuate collectively, decisively abandoning the Place, and despite the losses, it was better than losing their lives.

As for those who fled from the Lan feng Gathering Place, they seemed overlooked, grouping together to gradually build up a new emerging Gathering.

Everything appeared hopeful, and yet also desperate.

Yi Xiaodong leaned back in his chair, staring at the ceiling in a daze, feeling helpless that two Divine Creatures emerged simultaneously in their District Two, realizing the despair of the situation, unable to think of a reason they might survive in the future,

”Either taken out by this one or by that one...”

Just then, footsteps sounded from the corridor outside, a light tread, Xu Jie came in from the door, overhearing Yi Xiaodong’s mutter, she snapped, ”Don’t despair, you are the leader of the Gathering.”