Rebuilding Terra

As the crisis brought by this black nightmare threatened everyone's lives, it was like a dark cloud that kept piling up, pressing everyone so hard that they could hardly breathe. In the conference hall where the atmosphere was so tense that it seemed to be frozen, the representatives of various forces looked solemn, as if they were wearing heavy masks. There were different lights flashing in their eyes, and those lights contained their own thoughts and considerations.

The faces of the representatives of the heavens were as solemn as stone sculptures, and every wrinkle seemed to hide the vicissitudes of life and firm determination. They firmly advocated the extermination of the apostles. In their iron-like firm belief, the apostles were the root of all disasters in the world. Their sonorous and powerful voices seemed to be the beating of war drums, and every note was full of resolute momentum, as if it was about to break through the sky. They believed that only by completely eradicating the apostles, like cutting the grass and rooting it out, could the world return to its former peace, as if that peace was the only pursuit in their hearts.

Isabella, the representative of the ancestral land, slightly frowned her crescent-shaped brows, and a trace of thoughtful light flashed in her beautiful eyes, like a meteor across the night sky. She spoke slowly, her voice crisp and firm, like a spring flowing in the mountains. She said: "We hope to be able to act freely, judge and deal with matters related to the apostles on our own. After all, we also have our own unique cognition and deep understanding of this land and mysterious world that carries countless stories." Her words were like a clear stream, flowing in the hearts of everyone, with a persistent pursuit of freedom and independence, as if freedom and independence were the most precious treasures in her heart.

Azra from the Violent Hunting Team sat there quietly, like a steady mountain. Her eyes were filled with wisdom as deep as the abyss, and every glance seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts. She solemnly expressed her hope to cooperate with the apostles. In her far-sighted heart, she knew the complex role the apostles played in this world. She understood that the apostles were not simply evil, and there might be countless unknown stories and secrets behind them. Her voice was steady and powerful, like a magic needle that stabilized the sea. Every word carried a firm force, trying to calm the turbulent waves in everyone's hearts.

The views of the three parties were like a violent storm, colliding with each other in the conference room. The fierce collision seemed to create sparks, filling the entire conference room with a tense and suffocating atmosphere. The crisis of division was like an impending storm, like a dark cloud hanging over everyone's head, weighing heavily on everyone's heart, making people feel extremely depressed.

At this time, Azra stood up gently, her graceful figure seemed to have a magical power to soothe people's hearts, like a spring breeze. Like a wise man, with a mysterious aura, she pulled Bei Xuan aside and began to explain to him the meaning of the apostles to the world.

Azra's eyes were shining with wisdom, and that light seemed to illuminate the dark corners. She said slowly: "Bei Xuan, you should be able to find out what Held did to control Alice in the prehistoric world. The apostles are harmful to the world because Held is transferring them behind the scenes. As long as Held is stopped, the apostles will not harm us. I know what Held wants to do, and I know that the prophecy in her hand is true. I can't let Held destroy the world, so I established the Violent Hunting Group and pulled the strong into the Violent Hunting Group to prepare for the final battle." Her voice was like a melodious bell, echoing in Bei Xuan's heart. Every note was filled with deep thinking, which made him fall into deep contemplation.

Bei Xuan listened to Azra's words quietly, his heart was surging like a turbulent sea. He began to recall his experiences in this world, and those mysterious events related to the apostles flashed through his mind like a movie. Those secrets hidden in the darkness seemed to be calling him to uncover them.

After talking with Azra, Bei Xuan fell into deep thought, as if he had walked into a foggy forest. He understood that all parties had put in a lot of effort in this investigation, and as a key figure, he should make a statement, which was like a key that would open the door to the future.

During the communication with the representatives of the ancestral land, Princess Isabella looked at Bei Xuan with sincere eyes, which were full of expectation and desire. She promised Bei Xuan a high position and generous salary to win him over, hoping that he would join the ancestral land camp. Her words were full of temptation, as if it was a beautiful dream, showing him the glory and power of the future. Every word seemed to carry magic, trying to attract Bei Xuan to join.

The representatives of the heavens also found Bei Xuan, and they solemnly promised Bei Xuan freedom and the pursuit of his dreams. They told Bei Xuan that in the heavenly camp, he could freely explore this mysterious and vast world and pursue his dreams without any constraints. Their voices were full of sincerity, as if it was a sincere invitation to Bei Xuan.

However, after careful consideration, Bei Xuan finally chose to join the Violent Hunting Group. He had his own judgment and belief in his heart, and that belief was like a burning flame, illuminating his way forward. He understood that in this world full of mystery and crisis, only by deeply understanding the truth of the apostles and stopping Held's conspiracy can he truly protect this world. That protection seemed to be his mission in his heart, which could not be questioned.

When Bei Xuan announced his choice, everyone's eyes were focused on him, like countless spotlights. Some people showed surprised expressions, as if they couldn't believe his choice; some people fell into deep thought, as if they were thinking about the meaning behind his choice. But Bei Xuan's eyes were firm and resolute, as unshakable as a rock. He knew what his choice meant, and he was ready to face the challenging journey ahead.

After joining the Violent Hunting Group, Bei Xuan seemed to have embarked on a new journey. Together with Azra and other members, he was like a brave explorer, delving into the secrets of the Apostles and exploring Held's conspiracy. They shuttled between mysterious ruins, which seemed to be puzzles left by the years. They carefully cracked the ancient runes, each of which seemed to contain endless power and secrets. They fought against the power hidden in the darkness, and that fight was like a fierce battle, full of challenges and dangers.