No matter what either side thought of "Schreiber" at this moment, what impact it would have after leaving the Sixth Island, or how they would spread what they had seen...

Right now, after snapping back from their shock over that video, they realized something far more important.

Since there was no "inheritance" left in the [Briefcase], both sides had essentially "made the trip for nothing."

The "purpose" that had brought them here had dissipated, so... since they rarely got to see each other like this, they could become a new "purpose" in itself.

The Tycoon looked at Lacan, Bi Fang pulled out a piece of chalk.

Potassium Chloride studied Nineteen with keen interest.

Both sides were thinking the same thing—leaving like this would be far too unsatisfying and hard to justify.

In that case... let's get some payback from the other side!

But just as the atmosphere grew tense in silence...

"Screech—!"

A piercing sound came from the screen, and everyone instinctively looked up again.

A brand new video had appeared in their field of view.

"Still haven't left?"

Schreiber stood a bit farther from the camera this time, speaking with a smile: "Well then, you've got some courage—since you chose to stay, your strength must not be lacking."

"Then... get ready to face the challenge!"

As he spoke, he lightly snapped his fingers.

Then...

Behind the screen, the violent spiritual energy with killing intent exploded outward, spreading in all directions.

This spiritual energy indiscriminately struck everyone nearby, causing them to briefly lose focus.

"So he really is a disciple of 'Freud,'" Bi Fang said, pressing her head against the needle-like pain, frowning as she spoke. "This unique method of attack... has actually been passed down!"

"But thinking you can affect us with this is wishful thinking," the Tycoon stood unwavering. Even without [Commercial Medical Insurance], this level of spiritual energy attack wasn't enough to shake him. "This guy seems... pretty average. Teacher Bi Fang, perhaps you're overthinking it—he might not be a threat."

"No, I don't think this thing is meant as an 'attack,'" Rengu, who had been crouching on the ground, stood up, casually retrieving the force field generator he had just slammed into the ground. He looked at the data on the generator with a slight frown. "The intensity of this attack really isn't enough to threaten us, and it wouldn't even cause fatal damage to Furbollo or King Vulture."

Rengu had deployed that generator earlier mainly to protect the 'low-tier' players on their side.

"But the duration and 'range' of this thing seem absurdly large," Rengu looked up. "It seems designed to cover the entire Sixth Island."

Meanwhile, the 'Psychological Society' members, savoring the impact of the spiritual energy, gleaned far more information.

"How did he do it—launching a spiritual energy attack through a video?! Even the first-generation Chairman himself couldn't do that!!"

Chlorpromazine said in disbelief.

Lacan shook his head: "No, it wasn't launched through the video... it was spiritual energy highly condensed in the space behind the screen, hidden there, then detonated just now—of course, he must have some kind of remote trigger method. I don't know how he managed it... Or maybe he calculated the timing perfectly, but that would be too absurd, since it erupted the instant he snapped his fingers... Seems impossible, because it was too precise."

He muttered to himself, rejecting his own theories, and finally concluded: "So it must be some kind of remote trigger... It's difficult, but it can be done."

Lin Yu lay on the ground, playing dead, and inwardly complained: "It's not a remote trigger—I'm literally lying right here, I just need to trigger it after hearing the finger snap."

Of course, Lacan obviously hadn't considered that possibility and continued his analysis: "In any case, that burst just now was like something 'Freud' himself would do. This guy is indeed formidable. Compared to being lethal, it seems more like he's showing us his 'legitimacy.' But that's not quite right either—something about the motive feels off... The spread range of this spiritual energy..."

Lacan suddenly realized something, his expression drastically changing.

"Damn, damn—fall back! His goal is... to lure the island lord here!"

And just as Lacan's words fell, all the "systems" in this area suddenly began to operate!

"Clank!"

Behind the screen, the violent spiritual force with killing intent exploded outward, spreading in all directions.

The sound and light filled this originally lifeless area with vitality—and not just this area.

This spiritual energy indiscriminately struck everyone nearby, causing them to briefly lose focus.

Like a sleeping giant slowly awakening!

Lin Yu lay on the ground, remaining motionless, but inwardly growing even more delighted.

"Looks like Lacan had a pretty good relationship with Old Zheng—he's probably the only one present who knows Old Zheng might have history with the island lord, which is why he could react in time... This kind of spiritual energy eruption will definitely attract the Lord of the Sixth Island!"

After all, this thing really was released by Old Zheng himself.

"Whooo—!"

After the "activation," the alarm systems also blared throughout.

"BANG!"

The sealed metal doors slammed shut, and the hole in the ceiling was covered by thick metal plates that shot into place—everyone was trapped inside!

Bi Fang and the Tycoon reacted simultaneously, both flashing toward the cursed statue, striking out from both sides together!

Algae, who had been constantly suppressing her presence on the palm, saw two 'Fourth Tier' fighters charging at her. With nerves stretched taut, she immediately leaped up, her form vanishing into stealth mid-air.

However...

Meanwhile, the 'Psychological Society' members, savoring the spiritual energy impact, gleaned far more information.

"BOOM!"

Bi Fang pulled out a rolled-up practice exam booklet and slammed it down, while the Tycoon threw a fierce straight punch!

Both held back some force as their attacks landed on the statue, and cracks spread across its entire surface.

"King Vulture—shoot it!"

Bi Fang called out, and King Vulture instinctively fired a crossbow bolt at the statue.

The already teetering statue instantly began to crack and collapse.

Their goal was clear—get the low-tier players on the scene out of here first!

Although this would also benefit Nineteen and Chlorpromazine... clearly, there was no time to worry about that now.

After all, whether the two sides were even enemies at this point was still up in the air!

"Rengu, undo this damn restriction, or we're all dead!"

Dolantine's shout came through, and Rengu shouted back.

"Stop rushing me! I know what's at stake—but I need time!"

Lin Yu watched the group's tense, battle-ready postures with some surprise.

Although his goal had indeed been to lure the Lord of the Sixth Island here, it now seemed... could this Lord of the Sixth Island be even more powerful than he had imagined?

After all, Lin Yu had only hoped to force them to retreat.

But now it seemed...

They didn't have much confidence in their own ability to escape.

While Lin Yu was pondering...

A golden light appeared in the center of the room, and the Lord of the Sixth Island arrived, radiating sacred brilliance from head to toe.

Everyone's gaze focused on the Lord of the Sixth Island, but her eyes were fixed on the screen, ignoring the tense players around her.

The Lord of the Sixth Island, who had been exuding a certain cold, noble aura, softened her gaze the instant she saw the screen.

"He looks so much like him... Who are you to him?"

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