Chapter 1110: Figures In the Shadows, Continuing the Meeting With New People in Attendance

Day 364 - 7:30 PM - 38th Satellite Settlement, Muria Sacred Fortress, Mount Muria, Kudus Regency, Central Java, Indonesia

The fight against the horde ended. Corpses littered the crop fields as the smell of blood, flesh, and even stomach acid continued to permeate into the surroundings.

Several thousand corpses. With this large number, the Moon Chasers needed to start the cleanup as soon as possible.

Of course, they had to be careful. There might still be a few [Infected] alive within the pile, just incapacitated or waiting for victims to come closer.

Fortunately, the cleanup after the battle would not be solely worked on by the members of the Moon Chasers. The members of the Fire Fighters of the 41st Satellite Settlement, the members of the 3rd Wave of the 40th Satellite Settlement, and the soldiers under General Wijaya would be helping.

And while the members began their work, the leading members of each group now gathered within the meeting room of the Moon Chaser's main base.

"Now that we are all here, what exactly is happening?" Estia, the leader of the 3rd Wave, asked for an explanation. "Why is there a large [Infected] horde inside the walls? Is there a wall breach somewhere?"

"Ironically, it might have been easier to explain if there's an actual breach."

Edge shrugged in dismay.

"What do you mean?"

Farel could not help but ask a follow-up question.

Now that some questions were asked, Luna turned to Mark and General Wijaya.

"Sir Mark, General, can we include them and share the information we had, along with the details of the earlier discussion?"

Luna was not one-sidedly deciding things. She respectfully asked for permission from the people involved.

"I have no issues with it."

General Wijaya nodded.

On the other hand...

"Just the necessary parts."

Mark replied.

General Wijaya, Luna, and the others present before understood what Mark was saying. After all, he did show them some absurd things earlier. Those were things not really necessary to share just with anybody.

With the permission given by the two, the necessary information was relayed to the people who joined the meeting.

And now, the information they received put them in a sense of loss.

"All... All those [Infected] were the victims of the [Face Wearers]?" Kela could not believe what they had just learned. "It sounds unbelievable."

"It would be unbelievable, really..." Farel should have the same opinion. "But... that giant... It's Wahyu."

Unfortunately, there were things that were hard to deny.

"Also, if you look at that horde, all of them had their faces stripped away."

Nelia added, further proving the fact.

"Then, the horde is a planned attack," Estia folded her arms to her chest as she analyzed the situation. "The fact that [Face Wearers] tried to sneak into the settlement while the horde was attacking just proves it."

"But why?" The bubbly Kana suddenly spoke, with her blue hair bobbing as she moved. "They used a horde to distract the Moon Chasers for what reason?"

"Maybe to reduce the number of enemies to encounter? To lessen the security?"

Livia timidly answered.

But at this moment, Mark, the guest, spoke.

"Livia is both right and wrong."

"In what part?"

Nelia asked for further explanation.

"Livia is correct with reducing the security of the settlement," Mark answered while raising his right index finger. "But that's just one reason, and it's not even the main one."

Then, Mark noticeably turned to Luna, who was lulling her sleepy niece back to sleep. It made everyone turn to the two.

"Wh-what?"

Luna was tired from the battle. As everyone's attention suddenly shifted to her, she could not help but feel flustered.

And Mark finally revealed the likely reason.

The man asked the worshipper.

"My side will do nothing," The worshipper gave an answer that made the man frown. "I have already recalled my creations. It can still make do with them and use them to create more powerful ones. And as long as the humans could not find a single one of my creations, they would soon forget, especially with the current state of this fake world.

And with a new incoming threat, they would likely forget the things that happened recently."

"On the other hand," The worshipper glared at the man. "You should also fulfill your end of the deal. We can't just watch that woman and that young general any longer. Find a chance to eliminate them."

"As if we haven't been trying," The man complained. "I guess I need to step forward myself."

The man then stood up. Without any farewell or display of respect, he left the place.

Looking at the man who had just left, the worshipper shrugged. He then displayed a menacing, devilish smile.

"Humans are greedy by nature. They might have been given the gift of intellect, but humans could never put away their instincts as an animal species. To be on top. To seek authority. That was how animals that lived in groups always behaved."

"The strong and ambitious on top and the weak ones below. Humans structured their society following the instincts they inherited from their ape ancestors."

"Those humans that inherited a large part of their evolutionary DNA are the easiest to manipulate. Give them a promise to put them on the top, and they would easily trample on everything."

"Unfortunately, not all humans carried such instincts."

The worshipper continued on his audienceless monologue.

"The gods of the lost past. They created their own humans to fulfill their needs. Those humans did not carry the instincts and DNA of the authoritarian apes of the past. They had fewer opinions about leadership. They were the ones always seen in the background."

"As they were made to follow the will of the Gods that created them, they barely had the urge to be the ones demanding instead. Thus, the society built by the apes felt suffocating for these creations of the Gods."

"Most of them became... What do these modern apes call them? Introverts? Social outcasts? Nerds?"

"The modern apes would call them names just to get a single step above anyone, proving they inherited the ape DNA of their ancestors."

"Such a joke, these apes are."

"They never realized the ones they scrutinized are the freest of all humans. They don't feel the need for authority. They don't feel the need for rules. And once the society collapsed, they were the ones who adjusted the fastest."

"In the world filled with destruction. The modern apes are still clinging to the past while the creations of the Gods are already moving onto the future. An absolute flip."

"It also made the apes easier to manipulate. I am grateful for their naivety. They allowed me to create new beings. I am grateful for their sacrifice for my own goals."

"Unfortunately, it is still far from completion."

The worshiper looked at the fake god statue.

It was a statue of a naked woman. She opened her arms for everyone as her eight charcoal-colored wings spread out behind her.

"The Gods of the lost past created humans."

"Why was it wrong to do the opposite?"

"That was my goal. The reason of my existence."

"To create a God with my own hands."

"That was how I, a former human and the Deity of Soul Sacrifice, continued to live on."

"To Create a God, one needed to see through this world and its truth."

"Am I right? Unnamed watchers?"

The worshipper suddenly turned his head, looking at the sky.

Looking at YOU.

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The place of worship fell silent.

As if there was no one here in the first place.