Chapter 679: Extra 30

If, in this bizarre and wondrous world, there exists a cult that believes in "truths against the world," worships chaos, and revels in destruction,
then, based on the principle of yin and yang balance, on the other side of this world of interplay of light and shadow...
naturally, there also exists another extreme religious force that believes in a "true god who rules this world," with strict rules and regulations.
Today, deep beneath the city, countless powerful figures who control the world's destiny, like ghosts unable to see the light, humbly wear various masks...
Like pilgrims, they quietly gather from all over the world in this extremely secretive underground meeting place.
This is an underground space resembling an ancient temple.
Giant stone pillars, requiring ten people to encircle, stand on all sides. The walls are covered with intricate and eerie religious murals, extremely luxurious yet exuding a sinister atmosphere.
It is said that the predecessor of this place can be traced back to a secretive alliance guild that controlled the world's destiny long ago.
They hold regular gatherings here, conducting religious rituals completely unknown and incomprehensible to ordinary people.
Internally, they have established a rigid, almost cruel, hierarchy and hierarchy.
Rumor has it that those qualified to wear black robes and serve as "priests" in these rituals enjoy imperial prestige and the power of life and death within the organization.
There is even top-secret information that could drive outsiders utterly mad:
Former President America, Aiden, who once wielded immense power, was secretly one of the guild's most fanatical and devout followers!
And, until his last breath on his deathbed, his loyalty to the organization never wavered for even a second!
"Welcome, everyone, to the Trinity Guild once again at this sacred moment."
On the high platform, the master of ceremonies, clad in a magnificent robe, spread his arms wide. His voice, altered by a voice changer and brimming with seductive power, echoed throughout the empty temple.
"May the Almighty Lord bestow His boundless grace upon us, the lost sheep."
This organization, called the "Trinity Guild," though originating from a low-profile, secretive guild,
has, today, swelled with countless resources, into a vast religious empire with tentacles reaching to every corner of the world!
Top conglomerates controlling the global economy, entertainment stars worshipped by millions of fans, political giants wielding power in parliament, literary giants leaving behind immortal masterpieces, and even leading figures in scientific research who should have firmly believed in materialism…
Almost all the top celebrities at the pinnacle of their respective fields were either coerced, lured, or willingly absorbed into this bizarre religious group.
As for those self-proclaimed tough guys who dared to throw their membership invitations in the trash?
Ah, they all ultimately encountered bizarre and inexplicable calamities, their entire families' lives perfectly illustrating the meaning of bearing the consequences.
"Today, at this sacred moment, we are extremely honored to have a highly distinguished guest to share the gospel of truth with us on behalf of the Lord!"
As the master of ceremonies' impassioned, almost hoarse introduction began, tens of thousands of eyes hidden behind masks in the vast temple hall turned in unison to the tall, slender man who slowly walked onto the platform under the spotlight.
Like every fanatical believer present, this man also wore an exquisitely crafted mask, making it impossible to discern his true facial features.
"Snap!"
Just as everyone held their breath, the man suddenly and without warning raised his hand, decisively removed the mask, and threw it forcefully onto the platform!
Before the fervent and utterly astonished believers, his true face was revealed!
"Wait...wait! That...that's?!"
"My God..."
Boom—!
A terrifying commotion, like a tsunami, erupted instantly within the massive temple, with gasps of shock echoing throughout.
Those usually impassive tycoons and political giants, unfazed even by the collapse of Mount Tai, were now frantically rubbing their eyes, some even knocking over candlesticks in their excitement!
This group of elites, who considered themselves to control the fate of humanity, couldn't possibly be unfamiliar with the face that frequently graced the cover of Time magazine.
That face represented the pinnacle of intelligence in this era!
A true genius of his time!
The man who, after Newton and Einstein, single-handedly raised the upper limit of human civilization, fervently lauded by the global media and hailed by the entire academic community as the "Father of the New Era of Science"!
The youngest Nobel laureate in Physics in history, a scientific superstar at the height of his career, radiating brilliance: Su Yun!
But in this underground temple filled with power and desire, what was more intimidating, even chilling, than the dazzling halo of scientific achievements was his background!
He was the only son of Su Hao, the man who controlled global financial supremacy!
Ignoring the shock of the audience, he simply spoke calmly:
"Hello everyone, I am Su Yun."
His cool voice resonated throughout the venue through the loudspeaker.
This imposing entrance, with its combined visual and psychological impact, ignited a commotion in the audience that lingered like boiling water for a long time.