Simultaneous travel: Starting from returning to the main god space.

Chapter 251 Farewell, Group Owner (Seeking monthly votes! Seeking follow-up subscriptions!)
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Hao saw a familiar figure flying rapidly towards him from afar, finally landing somewhat disheveled on the flying carpet, kneeling on one knee and breathing heavily.

Not only that, but the white haori on his body was now completely stained red with blood, indicating that he had suffered very serious injuries.

"Aizen!"

Seeing the other person return, Zhao Hao was overjoyed, but when he thought of the continuously dimmed avatars in the chat group, he felt a pang of heartache. He quickly took out the precious healing potion and gave it to the last remaining "tool person" to help him recover from his injuries.

"What exactly happened? I saw that Madara and Whitebeard's icons have turned gray. Could it really be...?"

Zhao Hao asked, unwilling to give up, clearly still clinging to unrealistic hopes.

"I'm sorry, the enemy is simply too powerful."

Aizen drank the potion, and some color returned to his pale face. He then smiled bitterly and said, "The Central Continent Team dragged us into separate spaces similar to Hueco Mundo, and then defeated us one by one. I only managed to fool them by disguising myself as a corpse using Kyoka Suigetsu. I escaped the moment the spatial passage opened. As for the others..."

Aizen didn't say anything, but his meaning was already very clear.

"Damn it, these guys are so despicable!"

Zhao Hao was heartbroken. This was a tool or henchman he had spent a lot of time recruiting, and now only Aizen remained, the original veteran member he had recruited. It truly felt like going back to square one.

"Zhao Jun, we are in a very dangerous situation now."

At this moment, Aizen suddenly said in a weak voice, "The Central Continent Team has been hiding its strength. They have two powerful individuals who can rival Boros, while I am seriously injured and unable to resist the other members of the Central Continent Team... Since things have come to this, I'm afraid I can only seek help from the group leader."

Help me my ass! I'm barely managing to save myself!

Zhao Hao complained inwardly, but a bitter smile appeared on his face: "It won't work. I already asked the group leader. In order to allow everyone to enter this plane, he is currently restraining the creator behind the Main God Space and does not have the extra energy to help us."

"Really, is there absolutely no help at all, like teleporting us to another world or something..."

As Aizen spoke, he lowered his head slightly, not letting Zhao Hao see his expression.

Zhao Hao wasn't surprised by this, assuming that Aizen wanted to run away because he was afraid of dying, so he shook his head and said:

"I don't know, but it's probably not possible. After all, this is a reincarnation world controlled by the Main God Space, and the spacetime barrier has been locked. At least until the group leader completely controls this place, we can't leave easily..."

However, don't worry too much. Now is not the time to despair. As long as we can find Imhotep's whereabouts, kill him, and complete the main quest, we can escape this cycle of reincarnation. At that time, you can return to Soul Society.

"I see……"

Aizen's voice trailed off: "In that case, I can rest assured."

"Reassured? What do you mean, 'reassured'..."

Zhao Hao was completely bewildered. Just as he was about to ask Lan Ran what he was worried about, a sharp, excruciating pain suddenly shot through his back, causing him to freeze in place.

His pupils contracted and dilated uncontrollably. He looked down in disbelief, staring blankly at the blade that had pierced his chest and was dripping blood.

Zhao Hao opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word; he could only make strange, meaningless sounds.

"Of course I'm sure you can't leave this world, and that way I can kill you... Group admin!"

At that moment, a familiar voice sounded from behind, and there stood a second Aizen behind Zhao Hao.

His haori was still neat and spotless, showing no signs of injury, while Misaki Shokuhou lay prostrate at his feet, blood flowing from beneath him, looking extremely pitiful.

"Why……"

Hearing Aizen address him by that name, Zhao Hao was deeply shaken, realizing that his identity had likely already been seen through, and a profound sense of fear arose within him. But more than anything, he felt bewilderment.

He was simply concealing his true identity, deceiving the chat group members by posing as the group owner, and doing some insignificant things for himself.

But he never missed giving Aizen the benefits he was entitled to. Why would Aizen betray him? Was it just because of this small deception?

"Hehe, I don't understand, do I?"

Seemingly sensing Zhao Hao's thoughts, Aizen smiled slightly: "To be honest, you've given yourself away a lot. Not only me, but some people in the group could also guess that the so-called group leader is just a clown pretending to be a god. But we didn't expose him. Do you know why?"

Before Zhao Hao could speak, Aizen answered his own question: "Because chat groups are indeed a good thing. They allow frogs in a well to jump out of the cage of the world and see more scenery. For us, who are already standing at the top of our respective worlds, this has extraordinary significance and can promote our evolution."

"And you are not entirely useless. For example, you can exchange for the things we want from the God Space. Although you definitely take the lion's share of the side quests and reward points, as long as the result satisfies us, it's not a big deal."

"Until this team battle, you let us know that there are other reincarnation teams in the Main God Space, and that people in other teams can switch teams, such as Zhao Zhuikong."

"Later, I asked him another question in private: whether natives like us could join a reincarnation team in the reincarnation world. His answer was yes."

"If that's the case, why can't we become reincarnators and directly exchange with the main god to evolve faster, instead of being restricted by you, working like slaves for you, and only getting a little bit of benefit?"

At this point, Aizen leaned closer, his tone still gentle: "Of course, the reason I betrayed you is ultimately because you were too weak. If you were really as strong as you pretended to be, none of this would have happened today."

At this point, Aizen paused, remained silent for a few seconds, and then laughed, "I deliberately said so much, yet you still haven't made any move to resist. It seems you really have no backup plan."

"Well then... please have a safe journey, my dear group owner."

buzzing-

As the violent spiritual pressure invaded, Zhao Hao felt as if his internal organs and every inch of flesh in his body had been thrown into a meat grinder and crushed, completely destroyed, causing him to be filled with indescribable pain all over his body.

Even with super-fast regeneration abilities, it would be difficult to survive such injuries.

With a soft splatter, blood gushed from the torn wound. Zhao Hao instinctively reached out his palm and futilely grabbed forward a few times, but finally collapsed due to the loss of power, falling downwards along with the flying carpet that had lost its magical control.

Is it just... over?
On his deathbed, countless scenes flashed through Zhao Hao's eyes, like a slideshow of his life, finally settling on the moment when he first entered the world of "The Ring" and awakened the chat group system.

Just as his consciousness was completely plunged into darkness, a familiar voice suddenly rang out.

【warn!warn! 】

[Host's vital signs have been detected to be continuously weakening. The system will take emergency measures. Please confirm!]

Emergency measures?
Upon hearing this, Zhao Hao's eyes widened suddenly, and his heart, which had almost completely calmed down, pounded violently.

"confirm!"

……

At the same time, in the cracks of the multiverse, a pair of silver eyes suddenly opened from the endless darkness.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

My family had a team-building activity yesterday, so I didn't have time to write. I'll post the second update at noon.

(End of this chapter)