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"I have returned!"
These simple four words carried the weight of a thousand pounds, reminiscent of the moment at the Oscars when Cameron, the best director winner, raised his trophy high and proclaimed, "I am the king of the world!" It must have felt something like this.
With arms wide open, surrounded by those influenced by him, ordinary words stirred the hearts of countless individuals.
In the newly established Battle Arena, Zheng Yifan stood high above, arms outstretched, surveying the crowd around him.
What did it mean for seventy to eighty thousand people to gather in one place? Zheng Yifan had only seen such scenes on television before; now he was witnessing it firsthand. The sea of people was overwhelming. As he looked out, all he could see were countless heads packed together. Despite the crowding, there was no panic; they gazed up at their leader standing on the platform with arms wide open. The immense Vital Energy radiating from him sent shivers down their spines.
Zheng Yifan had poured all his strength into this moment, even using the dwindling Power of Faith to create an impact. This was not merely a facade; with a powerful sense of awe, many would come to admire him, and the resulting income would multiply exponentially.
He understood what was at stake. Moreover, this grand spectacle was intended to gather enough Power of Faith and to mobilize before the first battle began. It was not just about defending Hope Gathering Place; they aimed to eliminate the Floating Ships.
Those Floating Ships were the backbone that gave the Tiger Mouth Military Base the audacity to act recklessly. If they could take down the Floating Ships, their only route would be through Jiang Grand Bridge—a path that would lead to certain death against their fortified defenses. Given their current combat capabilities, even if they exhausted all their resources, they would still face defeat.
Zheng Yifan had confidence in this plan. All the high-ranking members of Hope Gathering Place shared this confidence, but ordinary members did not. They were filled with dread, fearing that their comfortable lives might soon be threatened by death.
Before instruments capable of manipulating Common Survivors, they felt utterly powerless. Faced with an unknown enemy, they clung to their greatest hopes.
In such times, no one ever let their guard down; in a post-apocalyptic world, even a moment's negligence could cost them their lives.
Now Zheng Yifan aimed to dispel their doubts and make combat more efficient. The more they understood their enemy, the greater their fighting spirit would become.
"Brothers and Sisters! I am Zheng Yifan! I have returned! I bring good news!" Zheng Yifan shouted loudly. Three Superpowered Individuals nearby amplified his voice to its maximum volume, causing it to resonate powerfully.
"Ah!" The cheers erupted like a tidal wave, stirring emotions that surged through them. Their leader always brought hope and good news that allowed them to live in comfort.
"Our opponents! The warriors from Tiger Mouth Military Base are about to arrive in Jiang, and we will engage in a life-and-death battle. The victor will survive, while the defeated will perish! My good news is that we will undoubtedly be the victors!" Zheng Yifan shouted, his voice filled with confidence.
That confidence was infectious, spreading to everyone who heard it. All were naturally inspired to solidify this belief in their hearts.
"Fight! I will lead the warriors of Guard Camp to the front lines. With everyone's trust in me! To all who believe in me, I will bring you glory! To all who follow me, I will never betray your trust..." Zheng Yifan continued to rally the crowd from the stage.
Below, people were cheering, their hopes for victory rising. Even those with doubts pushed them aside for the moment, feeling a mix of awe and trust towards this remarkable leader of Hope Gathering Place. They believed in the abundant resources available. They looked up at Zheng Yifan on the platform.
Streams of subtle Power of Faith began to gather. Hope Gathering Place was Zheng Yifan's foundation; if there was a place that trusted him the most, it had to be here.
Whoever provided Zheng Yifan with the most Power of Faith would undoubtedly be those who had followed him from the very beginning.
The massive influx of Power of Faith surged like a tidal wave, as these Survivors contributed their greatest strength to Zheng Yifan. This overwhelming power made him realize for the first time just how strong his Superpower truly was. He understood now how extraordinary the Emperor had been; such immense Superpower could rival any tactic. Chiyou must have been cornered by this kind of overwhelming force.
Zheng Yifan felt as if he were an army himself, leading tens of thousands.
With seventy to eighty thousand people's Power of Faith combined, it could summon thousands of Avatars of the Believers. With this backing, Zheng Yifan felt confident he could inflict tremendous damage.
However, what surprised Zheng Yifan most was that the true method of utilizing Power of Faith had vanished. He could no longer swiftly consume it to enter that mystical realm where he felt the flow of everything in the world.
Yet, oh fairy, Fortune had grown vast, but that kind of power was gone. Instead, he felt as if he were permanently endowed with a powerful Fortune.
"Brothers! We will join the battle at dawn! The greater your faith in me, the stronger my power becomes! Believe in me! Believe in us; our opponents are nothing but mere chickens!" Zheng Yifan roared loudly, his Power of Faith growing even stronger as illusions of those who believed in him began to appear in midair.
Among them were those who had followed Zheng Yifan from the very beginning. Most notably among them was none other than Li Ning!
The man who followed Zheng Yifan, bestowed with a special weapon and successfully leaping over the Dragon Gate, finally revealed his loyalty.
In mid-air, the Avatar of the Believers shone as fiercely as the sun! The power surged mightily, making it nearly impossible for even Zheng Yifan to keep his eyes open.
Like a war god descending, that power was greater than Li Ning's own, with countless powerful forces entwined around the Avatar of the Believers. Other Avatars of the Believers continuously gathered, their strength slowly merging into Li Ning's Avatar of the Believers.
The power surged relentlessly, forcing Zheng Yifan to squint.
The Avatar of the Believers continued to absorb other Avatars of the Believers and additional Power of Faith, growing ever stronger as Li Ning's Avatar gradually absorbed all the power within.
Now, Li Ning's Avatar of the Believers resembled a deity descending to earth, radiant with golden light.
Zheng Yifan gently raised his right hand, and the Avatar of the Believers gradually moved closer to him. The Power of Faith merged into Zheng Yifan's body as if it were a tangible entity, filling the Silver Spear with the strength of belief.
Slowly, the power that had been nurtured within In Calamity for an unknown period was completely unleashed.
This was the power residing in Kunlun, vast and immense; its tranquil heart merged into it, calming the once violent force.
It felt just like Zheng Yifan's own strength.
Eruption!
A complete eruption!
All the power converged together; the Silver Spear first transformed into a pure golden hue before unleashing tremendous energy. The spear shaft was no longer an ordinary grip but instead became entwined with nine golden dragons that spiraled forward continuously.
As Zheng Yifan's hand gripped it, the dragon tails wrapped around his arm.
The tip of the spear had transformed into something magnificent, no ordinary spearhead, but a massive cross-shaped point that shimmered with countless glimmers of light. Among the twinkling starlight, the glow of flames flickered. Zheng Yifan's most skilled, or perhaps most frequently used technique was Wildfire Spreading.
Li Ning had witnessed the power of this move multiple times. Now, he was channeling that strength into the Avatar of the Believers.
This was the embodiment of all Li Ning's impressions of Zheng Yifan.
However, in Li Ning's mind, what truly stood out about Zheng Yifan was not the Silver Spear; it felt more like a secondary weapon.
Zheng Yifan's true weapon, in his heart, was the Adamantium Shield! Only the Adamantium Shield.
The Eidman Alloy Shield gradually filled with immense power, a collective force made up of nearly 80% of the Power of Faith provided by the followers of Hope Gathering Place, representing its greatest strength.
Zheng Yifan felt the Adamantium Shield in his hand slowly changing shape; blades began to emerge around its edges, resembling the blades of a fiery wheel.
Fine pores appeared all around the main shield. The Superpower within was highly concentrated.
If this was merely a superficial change, a more significant transformation caught Zheng Yifan off guard. The entire Eidman Alloy Shield no longer resembled its former self; it now required energy from Zheng Yifan to function completely.
Inside the current Eidman Alloy Shield, numerous hive-like structures emerged within the shield itself.
These hives would autonomously absorb surrounding Vital Energy while rotating, used to enhance all attack effects.
Zheng Yifan wielded the Left-Handed Edman Alloy Shield in his left hand and the Silver Spear in his right, exuding an aura of might and dominance.
Yet his appearance remained unchanged; he looked exactly as he always had, with all his power concentrated in his weapons.
Everyone knew their leader was absolutely invincible, forever undefeated. In their eyes, he was like an indomitable force, always charging forward.
"Charge with me!" was never the call; it was always "Follow me!"
"Long live! Long live!" At some point, a thunderous roar filled the entire square!
The sound shook the very foundations of the Hope Gathering Place.
Zheng Yifan raised his hands high, gazing into the sky, feeling power! An unprecedented power.
This was the collective strength of everyone at the Hope Gathering Place. What if it were the entire nation? The whole world? What immense power that would be!
Zheng Yifan could only imagine how grand that power was.
Yet he knew his image had entered every street and alley, seen by all Survivors of the Hope Gathering Place.
The magnificent momentum, combined with his god-like authority and Zheng Yifan's humble yet confident words, were broadcasted live through cameras, playing simultaneously across various districts.
In an instant, the Power of Faith surged once more. And it would continue to grow for a long time to come. (To be continued...)
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