Another World: My life is on the hook!

Chapter 2007 Time Never Returns

His body staggered and he couldn't help but fall backwards to the ground. The punch was merciless and carried the power of the origin level, which made his face full of surprise.

Silver Fantasy stood in front of him, clenching her fists, staring at him. There seemed to be countless emotions in her eyes, but in the end all the emotions converged into sadness and disappointment. But she didn't speak, and no one spoke, as if that punch already represented the opinions of all of them.

"If that's the case, then I'd rather not join you."

They are not cowards.

Perhaps at the beginning, they joined the City of Night just because of his promise and stayed with him.

But it’s been so long.

If it was just because of interests, they would have left him long ago when they knew the truth about the end of the world. How could they have fought with him until now?

Even the puppet master and the captain, who were the last to know him, were the same.

"Hell is already a chaotic place, but you are the first one who can unite so many gods with different ideologies. Even if you don't admit it, you have long been the backbone of this group."

"If there really comes a day when we have to sacrifice you in exchange for the promise you made, rest assured, we won't agree to it."

"We will disband immediately. You can fight on your own!"

Their eyes were all fixed on Lynn.

But their meaning was clear.

"Oh my god, I'm kidding!"

He was so upset that he got up from the ground, covering his cheek where Silver Fantasy had punched him. A sighing smile appeared on his face, and he was extremely speechless.

"I was just kidding you guys. Why are you all so serious? You're talking as if I'm really going to die right now. Don't worry, I'm not a savior. I'm not interested in being one. Besides, can anyone be a savior?"

He said speechlessly.

"I was just saying it casually to liven up the atmosphere. Isn't that how it's written in novels? A small person rises up against the odds, saves the world, and finally sacrifices himself to earn some tears. I just happened to think of this and said it out loud. You don't really think that this kind of messed up world can be solved by one person's sacrifice, do you? No way, that would be too much of a compliment to me, right?"

Everyone: "..."

This... this guy...

"So, peace, peace!"

Lin En held up his monocle and said:

"Let's guard our own little piece of land first. If the sky falls, we can't even defeat it with the chaotic colors above, so how can we defeat the disaster! Look at me, even becoming the source depends on the Trinity. If I really had the ability to be a savior, I would have already stepped on the colors and punched the disaster, don't you think?"

Everyone: "..."

Lin En turned his head again and looked at the blue color of the border with a distant gaze.

"But one thing is certain. Since she has swallowed the ether, she will definitely make some big moves next, if I'm not mistaken."

"I'm afraid the second great fall is about to begin."

Everyone was shocked and asked, "You mean..."

Lin En adjusted his monocle and said with a sidelong glance:

"This is not a place to stay for long. Let's go back to Night City immediately. I have a feeling that if the Great Fall begins, the entire structure of Hell will change drastically. In such an apocalypse, we cannot guarantee how many of those who have fallen have not been contaminated by the disaster."

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Far West.

In the ruins of a city swallowed by the ether.

The ethereal girl stared at the distant west for a long time, lost in thought. Not long ago, atomic machinery that had escaped from the ether rumbled past her head. She had also glimpsed the causes and consequences of what had happened on the western border.

Opposite her, the huge pig-headed butcher glanced at her.

Then he raised his head, stood up from the ruins, and carried the huge butcher knife on his shoulders. He looked at the blue sky and said:

"The mistress has woken up. It looks like a lot of people are going to come down from this hell again."

He looked across at the quill.

"Are you still worried about that Lynn?"

The quill said nothing, but just stared at the butcher coldly.

The Pig-Headed Butcher said, "He can't die. As the last raven he lives in this world, the mistress won't let him die. This is just an experience for him. Before he grows up to the stage where he can stand in the main universe, she will always protect him."

Quill said coldly, "You've betrayed her, and you still call her your mistress?"

The pig-headed butcher raised his head, looked at the blue color, and said:

"The mistress is the mistress. She was the wife of my lord in his last life, nothing more."

far away.

The end of the ruins.

Amid the rolling dust and thick smoke, a figure was vaguely seen walking out of the ruins step by step. His figure seemed to be shrouded in a hazy veil, making it impossible to clearly see his appearance.

"Let's go, the God King is back."

The pig-headed butcher stood up, picked up the huge butcher knife, and looked at the figure of a young man who looked similar to Lin En that appeared in the dust.

The dust cleared, and the figure was reflected in the eyes of the quill.

He was dressed in white, and his face was almost exactly the same as Lin En's. The only difference was the numbness and depth in his eyes, without any expression. Even though they looked the same, when you saw him, you would not think he was the same person as Lin En.

"Owner."

The pig-headed butcher knelt down in front of him.

The young man didn't say anything. He just raised his head and looked at the changes that stretched across the entire sky.

And the feather pen clearly saw that in his hands, wisps of silver fluid lingered there. It was wrapped in the halo of reincarnation, revealing waves of fear. The many pieces of information and memories contained in it were refined and cracked bit by bit.

"Time never turns back."

He looked up.

The quill was startled, it was rare to hear the words of the God King.

In other words, for such a long time, except for the first few times, she had never seen this existence speak a few times, and his eyes had always been indifferent and numb, but this time, for some reason, she stared blankly at the face of the existence in front of her.

There was a rare hint of confusion in his eyes as he raised his head. Although it was only for a moment, she still caught it.

But what did he mean by that sentence?

Did he get something from Ether's information?

But soon, that trace of confusion disappeared, and his eyes once again fell into the same numb and dead silence as before.

The wind blew past.

He stood there quietly, looking up at the sky, and did not speak for a long time.