Another World: My life is on the rise!

His body staggered, and he couldn't help but sit back and fell to the ground. This punch showed no mercy, and with the root-level power, his face was full of surprise.

Silver Fantasy stood in front of him, clenching her fists, staring at him, her eyes seemed to be filled with countless emotions, but in the end all the emotions converged into sadness and disappointment, but she did not speak, and no one spoke. , just like that punch, already represented what they all meant.

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

They are not cowards.

Perhaps when they joined Night City in the beginning, they followed him only because of his promise.

But it’s been so long.

If it was just because of interests, then they would have already left him when they knew the truth about this final world. How could they fight with him until now?

Even the puppeteer and the captain who met him last were the same.

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

"If one day, it really comes down to having to sacrifice you in exchange for the promise you said, then don't worry, we won't agree."

"We will break up immediately, you can fight alone!"

Their eyes were all fixed on Linn.

But their meaning was clear.

"Oh my god, you're kidding me!"

With black hair on his head, he got up from the ground, covering his cheek that had been punched by Silver Fantasy, with a sighing smile on his face, speechless.

"I'm lying to you. Why are everyone so serious about it? They say it as if I'm really going to die right away. Okay, okay, I'm not a savior, and I don't have the interest to be a savior. Besides, , can anyone be a savior?”

He said speechlessly.

"I just said it casually, just to liven up the atmosphere. Isn't that how it is written in novels? A small character rises up against the odds, saves the world, and sacrifices himself in the end to make a wave of tears. I just thought of it and said it right away. Oh, you don’t really think that this broken world can be solved by one person’s sacrifice, right? That’s too disrespectful of me, right?”

Everyone: "..."

This... this guy...

"So, it's okay!"

Lin En (ノ￣▽￣) held on to her monocle and said:

"Let's protect our own one-third of an acre first. Anyway, if the sky falls, with the chaos above holding it up, we can't even defeat her, so what kind of disaster will we have to fight! Look at me again, even if I become the root cause It all depends on the Trinity. If I really had the ability to be the savior, I would have stepped on colors and punched disasters by now, don’t you think?”

Everyone: "..."

Lin En turned his head again and looked at the blue color on the border, his eyes far away.

"But one thing is for sure. Since she has swallowed the ether, she will definitely make some big moves next, and if I am not wrong."

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

Everyone was shocked and said: "You mean..."

Lin En adjusted his monocle and said sideways:

"This is not a place to stay for a long time. We will return to Night City immediately. I have a hunch that if the great fall begins, the entire pattern of hell will change drastically. In such an apocalyptic world, we cannot guarantee how many of those who fell have not been destroyed by that. In the presence of disaster pollution.”

…

…

Far West.

In the ruins of a city swallowed by ether.

The ethereal girl stared at the distant west for a long time, and was lost in thought. Not long ago, the atomic machinery that had escaped from the ether rumbled past her head. She had also seen what was happening on the western border. cause and effect.

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

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

"The mistress is awake. It seems that many people are coming down from this hell again."

He looked at the quill opposite.

"Are you still worried about that Lynn?"

Quill said nothing, 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 will not let him die. This is just an experience for him. Before he has grown up enough to stand, the mistress will not let him die." She will always protect him when he is in the main universe."

Quill said coldly: "You have betrayed her and still call her your mistress?"

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

"The mistress is the mistress. She is my lord's wife in the last life, nothing more."

far away.

The end of the ruins.

Amidst the billowing dust and thick smoke, there was a vague figure walking out of the ruins step by step. His figure seemed to be shrouded in a hazy veil, making it impossible to truly see his appearance.

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

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

The dust dispersed, and the figure was reflected in Quill's eyes.

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

"Master."

The pig-headed butcher knelt in front of him.

The young man did not speak, 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 hand, a wisp of silver fluid lingered there, it was wrapped in the halo of reincarnation, revealing waves of fear, and the many information and memories contained in it were refined and cracked bit by bit.

"Time has never reincarnated."

He raised his head.

The feather pen was startled, and rarely heard the words of the God King.

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

As he looked up, a trace of confusion appeared in his eyes. Although it was only for a moment, she still caught it.

But what did he mean by that sentence?

Did he get something from the information of the ether?

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

The wind blew past.

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