No, where does this portal come from?

Zhang Zhiwei: Hmm…

Tanjiro: Okay, Mr. Lin Yan! (Excited)

[Alaya: Gaia is busy, so it won't come.]

[Gaia: ???]

【Tokisaki Kurumi: OK (pen refill).】

For a moment, the figurines on the windowsill gradually woke up, and Ultron, Aizen, and Sword Demon's eyes flashed with shock.

In order to take care of people like Gaia and Alaya who don't have action figures but are considered "big customers", Lin Yan also specially started a live broadcast.

See everyone is here.

He first gave a general account of Ultron's tragic experience, and then gradually got to the point after everyone understood the general situation.

Looking around, Lin Yan spoke slowly, "After listening to the 'Ultron Incident,' you may have developed the idea and feeling that both the world and individuals are being manipulated by fate and higher-dimensional beings."

"But I mean, it doesn't matter."

Snap your fingers lightly.

The magic light burst out from the fingertips and finally intertwined into a screen.

This is a magic trick that projects the images in your mind.

Countless images flashed on the screen.

Tanjiro's family was killed in the snow by Muzan, Caesar died heroically against the Pillar Men, Tokisaki Kurumi killed his best friend with her own hands, Tian Jinzhong was killed by Gong Qing, and there were even scenes of Aizen being crushed by Mugetsu Ichigo, Rune Continent being invaded by the Void, and Ultron's death.

These images flashed before everyone's eyes like a kaleidoscope, leaving them with mixed emotions.

The flickering light reflected on everyone's faces.

The reflection in the pupil is like flowing water.

So... is this the fate when there is no intersection with this place?

Here, most people have verbally communicated with Lin Yan about what will happen in the future, and those things have already changed under Lin Yan's influence.

But when these unchanged images are placed before everyone's eyes...

A sense of relief suddenly emerged in their hearts.

fortunately……

Fortunately, that didn't happen.

Tanjiro's family is still alive, Caesar is not dead, Tian Jinzhong is living out his days in Longhu Mountain, and Yamada Sawa can occasionally return home.

Everything has changed.

Everything is different.

The bad scenes in the future did not happen.

After everyone finished watching the image on the screen, Lin Yan withdrew his finger and the light screen disappeared.

All eyes fell back on Lin Yan.

He continued, "The reason I say whether or not fate controls you is unimportant... is because both your fate and your ending were already rewritten the moment you set foot here."

"Where all worlds converge, they are not bound by their fate!"

"Even if some worlds really have the embodiment of 'destiny', observers from higher dimensions, historical revisers, or even creator gods! So what?" Lin Yan asked.

"The world is just your starting point, not your destination."

"All the heavens and the worlds, you can achieve great things after you step out!" Under the light and shadow, Lin Yan opened his arms.

"There are no mountains in our path!"

"Even if there is! With the cooperation of all worlds, we can make mountains bow and rivers give way!"

The surging sound waves continued to echo and stir in the room.

Layer upon layer of sound waves are gradually shattering the worries in everyone's hearts.

When the sound faded away, the doubts in the hearts of Ultron, Aizen, Sword Demon, JOJO and others also disappeared.

The so-called destiny and the existence of higher dimensions are just that you are not strong enough.

If you are strong enough, fate and the world will surrender to you!

And here, the least worrying thing is development and growth!

One day, people will break free from their predetermined fate and finally crush it with their own hands!

Thinking of this, Aizen, who was imprisoned in the hell in the world of death, suddenly raised his head.

At this moment, his ambition expanded like never before!

In the pitch-black vision, this place is no longer the dark and endless hell.

Instead, it continues to extend upwards to the sky, forming a corridor that spans the entire universe!

Shinigami? Hollows? Quincy? Soul King?

It doesn't matter anymore.

The corrupt system and the constraints of the Spirit King, I will overthrow them one day!

——Reshape!

"The myriad worlds? Interesting!"

Chapter 103: New World (Part 3)

Under the bright lights, everyone's eyes were shining with endless hope.

Even the sour-faced Sword Demon lost his contempt and arrogance at this moment.

A once proud and powerful god-warrior, he was corrupted after experiencing the Void War, his mind twisted, bloodthirsty and murderous. Eventually, his spirit was tricked by the Star Spirits into being trapped in a weapon, where it remained for thousands of years...

After a lot of effort, someone picked up the weapon and completed his rebirth, only to find that the other person was a weakling, and even his body was pieced together from corpses, turning into this half-human, half-ghost appearance.

Even after that, he kept trying to reshape himself into the god-warrior he once was, and always wanted to become an ascender again, shining with golden light and worshipped by everyone.

Unfortunately, after all his efforts, the cruel reality dealt him a heavy blow...

He can never go back.

He felt ashamed of his miserable life!

Longing to recover everything I once had! Hatred of my own powerlessness!

To preserve the dignity and honor he and his former comrades guarded, Aatrox desperately longed to destroy himself, hoping to usher in his true end...

And now, the Sword Demon seems to see hope of returning to his original state.

Of course, even if he can't go back to the past, he must regain the dignity and home that a soldier deserves!

Fight! Get stronger!

Aatrox stared at the figure quietly.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion…

His vision became blurred at this moment, as if he had returned to the time when the army of ascenders was about to set out to fight the void, under the sun disk.

Looking down at this torn and dirty body, it seemed to have returned to its original glory and fullness...

"In order to enable you to grow faster, after tomorrow, I will open two copies of the world on the verge of destruction.

In the dungeon, all treasures, abilities, techniques, and skills you obtain can be kept for yourself, handed in, or sold."

“After you hand it in, I will recycle it using World Coins based on the value of the item.

If you sell it in a store, you can set your own prices and assess the pros and cons yourself." Lin Yan began to warm up to the world of Nuanxue and Dead Space.

The degree of exploration of these two worlds is very low, and one is in a semi-apocalyptic state and the other is in a doomsday state. I think there is no problem in developing them as copies.

Of course, we can't let them do whatever they want even in a copy.

All the necessary rules must be followed.

Specifically, it involves improving the "transmission", "return" and "issuance of tasks", which still requires some empowerment points to complete.

Seeing everyone's faces showing excitement when they heard about the open world copy.

Seeing how motivated they were, Lin Yan couldn't help but criticize them, "Of course, don't be too happy too soon."

"There are both dangers and opportunities in the world dungeon. If you don't have some skills, you can easily die there."

"For your own safety, and the safety of your small group, I suggest you be prepared before entering the dungeon.

I don’t want everyone to die as soon as the dungeon is opened…” Lin Yan warned.

Everyone nodded when they heard this.

After talking for a while, everyone regained consciousness after seeing that nothing was wrong.

After entering the World Tree system into the Sword Demon and Aizen Sosuke, and asking the two to return first and wait for news, Lin Yan looked at Ultron beside him.

"We are going to travel across worlds next, so I will temporarily block your perception ability, which will be released after the travel is completed." As he said this, Lin Yan waved his hand.

The perceptions of Ultron in the study and Irisviel who was sleeping soundly in the guest room were all suppressed.

After doing all this, Lin Yan slowly walked towards the portal.

There was a cold light on in front of the pink portal, casting very regular shadows on the portal and the mailbox next to it.

He picked up the pen and paper next to the door and wrote down the name of the current world with ease.

【Type Moon】

——Put it in the mailbox.

Click click click…

There was a slight sound from the mailbox.

Not long after, a key made of paper fell from the mailbox and was caught steadily by a big hand.

Looking down at the key with the words "Type-Moon" written on it in his palm, Lin Yan put it in the drawer.

Now, let’s set off!

Take a deep breath! Grasp the door handle with your palm.

Twist——

crunch~~

The door opened in response.

The light and shadow outside the door kept changing, and countless images were pieced together like shredded paper.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter, the sun sets and the moon rises.

The battlefields of modern warfare, a giant hellish planet that wriggles and shifts in space, a fairyland where flying swords and divine beasts roam side by side, an endlessly repetitive back room, and a man who keeps shouting "Invincible Golden Body"...

A large number of images impacted Lin Yan's brain.

As time goes by.

The frequently switching images in front of my eyes gradually slowed down.

Finally...stay in a modern city.

Look outside.

Amidst the bright lights and feasting, police cars were speeding towards a certain direction.

Look up at the sky.

Helicopters flew across the night sky one after another, and the atmosphere was filled with tension and oppression.

"Helicopter...police car...modern city..."

“And Chinese…”

"Which world is this time?" Lin Yan, standing in the yard, was a little confused.

With some doubts in his heart, magic power flowed through his body, and magic with reduced presence enveloped his entire body.