Another World: My life is on the rise!

In the dark study room.

The pen kept writing in the blood and ink, but every time it was written, the strokes broke.

And in that entire room, there were already broken pen tips and feathers all over the floor.

The ink was spilled.

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It fell to the ground, spreading out the blood flowers.

She saw the black ink dripping like heavy rain outside the window. She vaguely seemed to hear a painful whine. She heard the sound of running in the corridor. When she opened the door, she saw the man who always liked to hold books. Ms. Al, who was fishing in the center of abnormal creatures, fell to the ground.

Her books were scattered all over the floor.

The tiny dark vines were constantly climbing on her body. Her eyes were full of pain and trembling. She stretched out her hands and climbed forward.

But it soon turned into black dust.

The quill quivered.

She immediately transformed into a pen and wrote on the wall.

Click——

The nib broke again.

"It's so dark... Brother Lin En... Is Miao Miao sick again..."

She turned her head sharply and sharply.

She saw the little girl with cat ears deep in the corridor, holding on to the wall. Her neck and cheeks were covered with black lesions. She suddenly coughed and wiped her face, but But he wiped his eyes.

She stretched out her hand blankly and looked in the direction of the quill.

"Meow……"

Her body melted and quickly transformed back into her original, indescribable appearance in the blood.

The invisible figure of the quill rushed over.

At this moment she never used a pen again.

She tore off her deformed tentacles, used her own blood as ink, and hurriedly tried to write on the floor.

But as soon as I put pen to paper.

The writing on the ground disappeared as if fading.

"Disorder..."

She sat there stunned.

Then she heard footsteps coming from the darkness behind her.

When she turned her head.

The huge figure stood at the end of the dark corridor. You could only vaguely see the butcher knife on his shoulder, the long fangs and the thorns on his back.

…

The vast wilderness.

Linn stopped abruptly, his eyes gradually turning blood red, reflecting the surging black mist blocking him in the sky.

He drew his monomolecular sword.

One hive after another, like an inverted pyramid submerged in a deep pool, emerged bit by bit from the bone-chilling black mist.

Countless machines and battleships flew across the sky like a flock of wild geese, followed closely by beacons that jumped one after another.

Like a steel arrow piercing the ground from the sky.

Densely packed mechanical units came in groups at the end of the wilderness, and they were already across the field of vision in an instant.

"Thank you, Lord, for the invitation."

The forefront of the mechanical units that are constantly coming.

A cane tapped the ground.

The figure wearing ancient omni-machine clothing looked up, with the ancient military cap representing deep space on his head. It was illusory and formless. The huge space door opened little by little behind him, and the huge space door opened little by little behind him. The battleship was like a giant beast from the wild, sailing out of the giant door in panic.

"In this special era, it is an honor to participate in a hunt organized by the jailers."

That moment.

Lynn understood.

"General."

With a smile on his face, he faced the countless mechanical legions against the wind and stopped rushing to the Night City.

He turned his head slightly and looked at the huge vertical pupils in the sky.

At this moment he understood everything.

"You did not deceive me, because you are also in the bureau. They don't want you to find out, so you can't find out. It seems that when you intervened in this matter, you were no longer recognized as a jailer."

He was all smiles.

Because the connection between him and the clone in Night City was also severed at this moment.

The huge vertical pupil said nothing.

Or rather.

The moment he saw the clown appear, he already understood.

intervening.

It was never just him.

He didn't say anything more, but the black mist in the sky stirred, and countless tentacles as huge as the sky spread around his vertical pupils, hanging down one by one around Lin En, like a barrier covering the sky.

"I will protect you."

Lin En's lips curved and he said, "Why bother? I didn't sign that treaty."

The huge vertical pupils said:

"Because I betrayed many people. I betrayed my comrades in the last era, and I betrayed my relatives in this era. I have always been looking for reasons for my own survival. I feel that there is nothing wrong with wanting to live."

"But I feel more and more sad."

"I don't want to betray anymore. Mistakes have been made all the time, and I can no longer repay them, but I at least feel that I should leave something behind."

Lin En smiled sadly and said, "Leave me?"

The huge vertical pupil said: "Lynn, division and confrontation are the themes we have set for this era, so you will see that every powerful force will inevitably divide and fight. There is a reason for this. of."

"The jailers have been planning for a long time, controlling the direction of this world at every moment. I used to think that the flesh and blood ruler was the child in the center of the vortex who was intended to guide, but later I discovered that he is just your stepping stone, and you are the real one. The earth is at the center of this vortex.”

"So I want to save him, and I also want you to escape from this trap of fate, because no matter what they are going to do..."

"Being manipulated is a tragedy in itself."

Lynn still had a smile on her face.

He heard wailing.

He heard the whole night city wailing in his ears.

But he didn't show anger, despair, or cry. He just laughed, because his mother told him that when you laugh, you won't feel those piercing emotions.

He looked at the Flesh Dominator in the distance, at the Mechanicum behind him, and finally looked at the toy clown with a smile.

The sound of the music box is still crisp.

They both had smiles on their faces.

But they all seemed to be crying.

It's like there's something internally resonating and connecting,

"He is the guardian of the Dominator of Flesh. You and the butcher should be my guardians. Thank you for your painstaking efforts, thank you for your curse, thank you for correcting my destiny over the years, and thank you for your painstaking efforts to create something for me. this series of setbacks.”

He slowly saluted the clown.

He was obviously smiling.

But the clown felt the chill so clearly that it sent chills down the spine, but he still smiled so gently.

"Letting Night City fall apart in front of my eyes will indeed help me grow faster, and if it is you who end up, no matter how many roots I leave in Night City, it will still be the same. This is the biggest thing I have received today. Thank you for the gift, I remember it, and please remember it.”

When he said the last few words, the clown stopped shaking the music box in his hand. He wanted to suppress the smile on his face, but he couldn't.

Because he is just a toy that cannot make any expression.

Then Lynn looked up.

Looking at the surging black fog in the sky with a smile.

At that moment, it was as if his gaze could penetrate the raging fog and penetrate the endless chaotic colors that enveloped the entire border.

But he said nothing.

His eyes were still full of tenderness.

"A name suddenly occurred to me."

"I met someone."

"If He is you, then I will tell you, my name is Linn, I come from Wandering Soul Alley and Night City, please be sure to kill him, because from now on."

He let go of his hand, and the moon orchid in his hand fell from his hand.

"He is your enemy."