Another World: My life is on the rise!

Boom boom boom boom boom——

That moment.

The heat wave caused by the carpet bombing suddenly raised her long silver hair, burying them heavily in the sky full of firelight and dust.

I felt the heat and I felt the pain.

The roar of the undead seemed to appear in the ears, which was the echo of death caused by the shock wave of the explosion hitting the eardrums heavily.

Covering the sky with dust.

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Even the black mist in the sky was stirred up by the explosion.

Lynn thought she was dead.

He only had the last scapegoat left, but he also knew that he had already used it four times, and once he used the fifth scapegoat, even if he did not die, he would definitely receive unimaginable curses from the doll.

He closed his eyes during the explosion, just waiting for his death.

But no.

At that moment when the firelight and heat wave enveloped him, he seemed to feel something, and seemed to vaguely see a figure appearing beside him.

Open your arms and embrace him.

The cold touch is like the only comfort in being surrounded by flames.

He thought it was an illusion.

But that doesn't seem to be an illusion.

In the endless dust and firelight, he opened his eyes in a daze, and then saw the familiar face so close at hand.

There was thick smoke rising everywhere, and he could even clearly feel the heat wave of thousands of degrees whizzing past his ears.

But only those closed eyes.

It was clearly reflected in his trembling eyes.

"Miss Doll?!"

At this moment, Linn, who was suppressed by the curse, shouted out that name with disbelief and trembling.

Among the rolling firelight.

She closed her eyes and held him tightly under her body. Her long, disheveled hair continued to emit dazzling spells in the firelight. Her hands gripped his wrist tightly, preventing him from moving.

She was like a cold sculpture, blocking all the flaming power from him at this moment.

Linn's mind went blank almost instantly.

His pupils trembled.

Because he didn't expect this.

He never thought that Black Crescent Moon would appear in front of him at this last moment.

Because he has finished his last words.

Because he had already told her that he would use all his trump cards to complete this last desperate struggle, and she could definitely see that it was just his death struggle.

It was a narrow escape.

Because he has already told her!

Don't come!

Don't come here!

Because what he was facing was the God of All Machines, a root-level existence that could easily destroy them!

And the contract between them had been torn up by him long ago. It was just a verbal agreement, and it was just a verbal agreement of thirty days of protection, but Lin En never told her, and never asked her to fight. Take your life to protect yourself!

"Can I open my eyes?"

In the burning fire, the doll lowered its head and said to him.

Lin En was trembling, and suddenly and eagerly reached out his hand, shouting:

"You idiot!! Run quickly!!"

But his voice was soon covered by the roar caused by the second wave of bombings that followed, and the endless fire engulfed their bodies again, turning half of the cursed city into a hell of lava. .

Boom boom boom boom——

The violent waves of air made it impossible for him to see her face clearly.

The surging spell waves continued to rise and fall in the explosion. He felt the burnt silver hair brushing his cheek, heard the shattering sound of the gears breaking, and saw the constant bursts of energy from her joints. of overloaded electric sparks.

But that slender hand restrained his wrist.

But it still held him tightly, preventing him from making even the slightest struggle.

"Fool!!"

In the endless heat wave, Linn's hysterical shouting was completely suppressed by the dust in an instant.

…

It feels like a century has passed.

I don’t know how many rounds of bombings were carried out, and I don’t know how many missiles were leaked on this cursed land.

It was as if he must be killed 100% completely, as if he wanted to vent the thousands of mechanical consciousnesses killed by his curse.

A strong wind blew.

A bird's eye view of the cursed city from high in the sky.

Half of the city had been reduced to nothing, and all that was left was a huge burning crater created by the bombing. This was a truly gorgeous destruction.

It is also the greatest respect that the Mechanicum has for him.

Let him turn into ashes amid the roar of machinery and warheads.

In the sky shrouded in high black mist, the God of All Opportunities, who had no fighting spirit, slightly turned the dragon head that covered the sky, looking down at the billowing dust with dejection.

"You should be proud..."

"Because you are the first mortal who provoked me... but did not die in my hands..."