Another World: My life is on the hook!

The battlefield's defenses finally collapsed.

After making countless sacrifices, they still couldn't withstand the further attacks of the Nightmare Clusters. Under the absolute crushing of military strength, the last resistance was almost useless.

Countless people retreated into the City of Night, and all restrictions in the entire city were opened. This was their last line of defense.

"Are you all right? Captain! Miss Omnic!"

On the wall of Night City, Constantine, who was transferred back, was gasping for breath. The resurrection speed of half of his body was suppressed to the lowest under the disorder infection. Silver Fantasy's situation was even worse. Her entire chest cavity was almost pierced. The disorder infection was more severe than they had imagined.

The puppeteer rushed to their side quickly, his eyes filled with sorrow and pain.

Constantine said hoarsely: "Joker, and Titan..."

Silver Fantasy clenched his fists suddenly, and huge emotional fluctuations appeared in his eyes again.

But they can't be sad.

Because the current situation no longer allows them to be sad.

All you can do is wipe away your tears.

"How many are being withdrawn?!"

"It's impossible to count the casualties. Only one in ten people survive now."

They looked at the last remaining soldiers under the city. Almost every one of them was injured, and the painful expressions on their faces were like the end of the world.

The captain stood up suddenly, holding the silver sword, and staggered towards the city wall, panting:

"Organize defense... they'll be there soon..."

But almost at that moment, his voice suddenly disappeared, and the darkness was like a pitch-black phantom, spreading in his pupils bit by bit. It represented the power of destruction, as if being grasped bit by bit by an invisible hand, dragging him towards the dark abyss bit by bit.

At the same time, even Silver Fantasy felt a moment of trance, like some kind of dream talk, some kind of whisper, sounding so familiar in her mind, as if from another world.

"That is……"

Under the city wall, the soldiers retreated into the city.

Suddenly, one after another, they slashed their blades at their comrades. Without any warning, the demigods exploded half of their godhead, and darkness flowed in their eyes like a fountain.

In an instant, before the puppeteer could react to this sudden change, a hand had already grabbed her neck and lifted her up high. She looked at him with a pale face.

But the deep eye sockets were as dark as the abyss.

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"Although it's really uninteresting to start this good show now, it's time to end it."

The Nightmare King sneered, and the moment they retreated from the City of Night, he completely relaxed his control over all the corrupted. The corruption that had gradually seeped into their midst before the war began finally found its place at this moment.

His gaze gradually turned cold, and there was a crazy murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

This was the real trump card in his plan. His corruption of the main universe and hell was to allow them to break the situation unexpectedly at some point and quickly end the war.

But then Lynn's accident happened.

If it weren't for his extreme leap, which made the corruption gradually lose its meaning in reversing the situation, they would probably have wiped out the entire main universe long ago.

"But it's not too late now."

"You should actually remember that you are not the raven. The more you fight us, the faster you will fall into the trap I have set for you."

"Rather than being killed by us, wouldn't it be more satisfying to let you kill each other?"

he sneered.

But just when he wanted to further seize control of the two God Kings, his brows suddenly frowned.

"what happened……"

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Night City.

Beneath the broken city walls, the entire city was plunged into a chaotic fight, with blood and riots covering the entire city.

On the city wall, the tall figure stood motionless, his hand strangling the puppet's throat, like a straight monument. He was a soul shepherd who had lived for many, many epochs, and he himself could not even remember how long he had existed or how many years had passed.

Two lines of clear tears suddenly flowed from the puppet's eyes and dripped onto his wrists.

"you you……"

he died.

The moment corruption threatened to overtake him, he annihilated his soul without hesitation.

Just as she and he had said at that time, neither of them knew how many of them had been corrupted by the disaster, so they made a pact to live and die together. They were tied to each other with a silk thread. If anyone could no longer recognize themselves, they would ask the other to commit suicide, and they would go to the underworld together in this way.

But no.

When he cut off his own soul without hesitation, he also cut off the contract that connected them to each other.

Only those strands of silk thread still prove that the contract once existed.

"captain!!!"

When the hoarse voice resounded through the sky, the gate of the City of Night had been shattered.

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Silver Fantasy trembled as she looked at the tall figure who had just fought alongside her. When the strong wind blew, tiny black flames burned on her body. Her essence of the ether caused the corruption that surged in her soul to be burned away by the link between the trinity.

The captain's tall figure finally let go of his hand. He still stood there, but the fire in his eyes no longer burned.

Those are the silk threads that connect him to the puppet family.

It became the final proof.

Everything happened so suddenly, and his decision was just like his character. In that instant, he chose to give up his life.

"Ms. Omnic, please...deal with all the Corrupters."

The puppeteer stood in front of the tall figure, she lowered her head and let the tears fall to the ground.

"Even if they were once people we knew."

"Please kill him too."

"Night City cannot fall into the hands of our own people."

Silver Fantasy clenched her fists as she looked towards the tragic city. At that moment, she finally trembled and looked towards the direction of the temple, towards the pillar of light that covered the sky and represented faith and hope.

"how about you?"

Her body was shaking more and more.

The puppeteer hugged the tall, lifeless figure tightly. Invisible threads connected them. Her eyes were full of sadness, yet seemed to carry a certain determination.

She suddenly laughed miserably and wiped away the last traces of tears on her cheeks.

"He's already told me."

"Even if he's gone, he definitely doesn't want to be unable to protect this city anymore."

"You go ahead, leave this to us..."

As Silver Fantasy rushed towards the corrupted people in the city, she turned her head and finally saw the two figures on the high city wall, under the afterglow of doomsday, as if it were a kind of fate.

The captain's tall figure turned around, and his empty eyes gazed at the last ray of light in the starry sky with him.

Those silk threads connected every part of his body.

It was like the last gift he could give her when death came.

He transformed his body into his puppet.

"Actually, I never dared to say it, nor did I dare to admit it. I thought that one day you would be able to remember that you still carried the sword you used in your lifetime. I originally thought that you would also recognize at a glance the little girl you once protected in the palace, because I have never been a creature of the previous era..."

The moment when the nightmare army broke through the barrier and blew open the city wall.

She reached out her hand and wiped away the tears from her eyes. She tried hard to stop herself from sobbing, and she also showed her sword to him.

"Look..."

"Mr. Constantine, I have a sword just like yours..."

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