The end of the world is approaching, I'm handing myself over to the country.

Lin Mo stretched his neck, and his joints made a screeching sound.

An extremely sharp pain shot through my limbs and bones.

He could sense that the borrowed body was on the verge of collapse.

Mo Fang's body bears the will and power of Lin Mo at a high level for high-intensity combat, burning his life force every second.

The muscle fibers were completely torn, and the bones were covered with fine cracks.

"never mind."

Lin Mo looked down at the human camp below. His voice wasn't loud, but it was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears through a certain frequency.

"This body has reached its limit. The remaining cleanup work is now in your hands."

As soon as he finished speaking, the violent will that Lin Mo had attached to Mo Fang withdrew instantly, like the receding tide.

In mid-air, the once arrogant and demonic figure suddenly froze.

"Lying down..."

Mo Fang's originally dark and deep eyes quickly regained their clarity after a brief moment of confusion.

Immediately afterwards, all the pain returned to the brain within 0.01 seconds.

He only managed to utter half a dirty word.

His eyes rolled back, and he didn't even have the strength to scream. He lost his balance and fell straight down from mid-air like a broken sack.

"The student council president is falling! Catch her!"

Below, several core players of the "I Have a Sword" guild were terrified.

Several tank players specializing in defense rushed over, activating all their defensive skills, and stacked themselves together as a human cushion, barely catching Mo Fang before he hit the ground.

"Bang!"

The enormous impact caused the several fleshy pads to cough up blood and roll into a ball.

Mo Fang lay on the ground, foaming at the mouth, his limbs twitching uncontrollably.

"Quick! Give me a high-level health potion! Where's the healer? Quick, unleash your skills!" The players frantically began trying to save him.

But outside this corner, the entire battlefield was silent for a full ten seconds.

All the surviving humans, warriors, and awakened beings looked up at the sky, then down at the few otherworldly monsters who were now utterly powerless to fight back. The wind blew through the dilapidated ruins, raising clouds of dust.

Won?

Did we really survive?

Suddenly, someone shouted, "We won!!!"

That shout ignited everyone's passion.

"Aaaaaaah!"

"it's all over!"

......

the other side.

grocery store.

Behind the counter, Lin Mo suddenly opened his eyes.

He sat in that familiar chair with its backrest, his fingers unconsciously gripping the armrests.

The forced arrival across dimensions and the maintenance of high-intensity combat took a huge toll on his mental energy.

But he didn't feel tired at this moment; on the contrary, his expression was unusually excited.

Lin Mo stood up, walked to the water dispenser, filled a glass with ice water, and gulped it down in one go.

The cool liquid slid down my throat into my stomach, dispelling the lingering burning sensation in my mind.

"You really think I can't find you after you blow up the passage?"

Lin Mo turned around, looked at the empty wall in front of him, and a cold smile appeared on his lips.

You didn't expect that, did you?

He raised his right hand and snapped his fingers lightly in mid-air.

Om-! !

A semi-transparent virtual panel that only he could see popped up.

There was no text on the panel, only a series of extremely complex three-dimensional spatial models that flickered with an eerie purple light.

This string of models resembles a beating heart, exuding a decaying aura unique to the Netherworld.

"I already possess the coordinates of the Netherworld Heaven." Lin Mo's slender fingers lightly traced across the pulsating purple light. "Once I fully control the spatial authority, I can reopen the passage!"

Lin Mo was in a great mood.

Since they dare to run wild in his territory, they should be prepared to have their homes raided.

Those self-important fools have no idea what kind of living devil they've messed with.

Just as Lin Mo was figuring out how to release "Expedition to the Netherworld," a very sharp buzzing sound suddenly came to his ears.

The sound didn't come from the grocery store.

Lin Mo suddenly turned his head and looked out the window.

The outside world is roaring.

The sound was like a gear, as large as a continental plate, spinning wildly backward, carrying a grand frequency powerful enough to shake the soul.

Lin Mo frowned, walked a few steps to the window, and pushed open the dusty window.

The sight outside left him frozen in place.

The wasteland is going crazy.

The ruins that had been leveled by the aftershocks of the battle, the scorched earth that had been corrupted and turned black by the rules of another world, and even the distant remains of high-rise buildings that had collapsed countless years ago... were all glowing now.

It was a soft, pale golden light, carrying an irresistible, powerful force.

Under the light, the broken steel bars were stretching, twisting and recombining wildly like plants.

The concrete, now shattered into powder, floated up out of thin air and adhered to the steel bars as if time had reversed, transforming back into a smooth and solid wall surface.

Not only the buildings, but the land beneath our feet is undergoing tremendous changes.

The dilapidated streets, riddled with huge craters and cracks, were being filled in at a visible rate.

The road surface became smooth.

Dead tree roots surged up from the ground, sprouting tender green shoots.

In just a few breaths, the lifeless ruins outside the window were transformed into a vibrant neighborhood, even bearing traces of the prosperity of a bygone era.

Lin Mo stared intently at the rapidly changing scene outside, his hands braced on the windowsill, his eyes shining brightly.

Countless guesses flashed through my mind, eventually converging into an extremely crazy conclusion.

"Because I changed the past, everything got better?!"

Lin Mo murmured softly, his speech becoming increasingly rapid.

This is the self-correction of causality!

The accomplice from the Primordial Heaven detonated prematurely, destroying the spatial passage and preventing the alien army from successfully descending.

Earth did not experience that cataclysmic catastrophe.

Because the inevitable point of death in the past was cut off, all the destruction that occurs on this timeline now is judged as "unreasonable" by the origin of the world, and thus it forcibly repairs itself!

Just as Lin Mo's mind was racing with thoughts.

"Snap—!"

A deafening, ripping sound exploded from above.

The sunlight outside suddenly turned deathly pale.

The street, which had just been partially restored, suddenly came to a standstill.

It was like a videotape that was halfway through playing was forcibly paused; half of it was bustling with activity, and the other half was in ruins—it was incredibly bizarre.

Lin Mo suddenly looked up at the sky.

next second.

"Sizzle—!!!"

A deafening bang that shattered eardrums.

The sky, which had just regained its azure blue, was like a piece of cheap rag that had been torn apart, now with a terrible gash spanning tens of thousands of meters.

The familiar dark red light poured down from the crack, instantly burning the trees below, which had just sprouted green buds, to ashes.

The air temperature soared by seventy or eighty degrees in half a second.

Lin Mo's smile froze completely.

He stared intently at the crack.

What appeared inside was no longer a passage, but an upside-down, black, inverted mountain peak that was flowing with lava.

At the very top of that mountain, a massive, suffocating shadow coldly gazed down at the wasteland below through a crack.

The familiar sense of oppression was more than ten times more terrifying than when dusk fell before.