Simultaneous Transmigration: We Level Up Alone Across Multiple Worlds

In September in Tingen, the morning wind is damp and cold.

In the Tingen Night Watchmen's branch building, Daly was working at her desk signing the second quarter attendance summary when suddenly...

The pen tip scraped across the paper with an abrupt, jagged sound.

She looked up.

Footsteps could be heard running in the corridor.

more than one.

As Dai Li pushed open the door to the archives room, she saw a member of the duty team rushing up the stairs, his face pale. After catching his breath, he managed to say, "Captain Dunn... the Evil God..."

Daly's pupils contracted sharply, and she abruptly urged her spirit to rush towards the Tingen Night Watch squad's base where Dunn was located.

……

……

The baby's screams pierced through the building's stone walls and wooden planks.

The area in front of Charness's house is in a terrible state.

Megos's body was torn apart from the center of her torso, her head disappeared, and a gray-black, decaying mist surged from the cut surface. When the mist touched the stone slabs on the ground, the stone surface was immediately covered with a layer of dark gray mold.

The abdomen was swollen high, and something was wriggling under the skin. The outline sometimes bulged and sometimes sunken. Each contraction was accompanied by a visible gray-black ripple spreading outward from the mother's body.

Leonard, wielding the "Vascular Thief," made the first cut in from the flank.

The theft effect of the sealed artifact temporarily suppressed the blasphemous words escaping from the mother, preventing several low-sequence team members from losing control on the spot.

The muscles in his shoulders and arms were taut and hard, and the veins on his hands climbed up his forearms as the sealed artifact and the corruption of the evil god's offspring tugged back and forth within his body.

The second cry came without warning... An invisible shockwave exploded outward from Megas's abdomen, sending Leonard flying. His back slammed into the exterior wall of the building to the left of Chanis Gate, causing the bricks to crack like spiderwebs, and his body slid down the wall.

The sealed artifact rolled several steps away from his grasp, then his head lolled to one side as he lost consciousness.

Only Dunn and Klein remained on the field.

Dunn opened the lead box containing Saint Selena's ashes.

The moment the lid was opened, countless cold, slippery black threads poured out of the box and spread out in all directions.

The silk threads wrapped around the headless monster's limbs, torso, and its constantly writhing abdomen.

The moment it tightened, the spread of the decaying mist was temporarily halted. Megos struggled violently in the black line cage, and with each struggle, several black lines snapped, releasing fine black powder from the broken ends.

The evil god's offspring inside her continued to cry, each cry sounding like someone scraping a blackboard with their fingernails. The mental pollution was constantly eroding the black lines, and the effect of the confinement was gradually diminishing.

Klein was walking on the edge of the cage.

Having no means of attack, he was almost helpless against monsters of this level.

He kept adjusting his position, trying to find the weakest angle in the mother's defenses.

Dunn's breathing became heavier and heavier.

He glanced down at his right hand.

His hand, which had absorbed too many of his teammates' extraordinary traits, was trembling slightly at the fingertips. His eyes narrowed, and he no longer hesitated.

The right hand pierced the chest cavity.

He plunged his fingers into her chest and pulled her out.

Dunn's back arched suddenly.

"Uh... Ah!"

He held the beating heart in his palm, blood trickling down between his fingers and dripping onto the lead-gray inner wall of the urn.

He pressed his heart into the box, his fingers sliding down the edge and leaving several dark red fingerprints on the surface of the lead box.

Saint Selena's ashes devoured the offerings, and the black threads suddenly surged, weaving the open space into an impenetrable net of crisscrossing giant threads.

The cries of the evil god's offspring were mostly suppressed, the mother's struggles were reduced, and the spread of the decaying mist was locked within the black line cage.

Dunn was still standing.

The chest cavity was empty.

Its eyes were still stubbornly open, but its gray pupils were losing focus.

Klein seized the moment.

The last Sunfire Talisman activated at his fingertips, and the golden light of the sun god engulfed Megas, who was bound by black lines.

The mother body disintegrated in the light, and charred remains scattered from the air. The evil god's offspring, having lost their material form, turned into gray-black smoke and retreated into the abyss.

After the intense light faded, only charred stone slabs and ashes still lingering in the air remained on the open ground.

Klein's spirituality was completely depleted; he couldn't even muster the strength to stand. His knees buckled, and he gasped for breath, supporting himself on the rubble with one hand. His vision was beginning to darken at the edges.

Dunn leaned against the wall.

His hand remained in that position... after pressing his heart into the urn, it fell limply to the ground.

Someone slowly walked out from the shadows.

Ince Zangwell.

Dark gold hair fell across her forehead.

His figure was concealed by a long black robe.

He held the 0-08 Alshoghod Pen in his hand, its body gleaming with a warm, ivory-like sheen, a drop of ink still clinging to its nib... This pen could write down plausible coincidences and bring them to life.

The entire disaster in Tinggen was a script he had written from beginning to end.

Klein's consciousness was blurred by spiritual depletion.

My fingers instinctively reached for the inner pocket of my coat, and my fingertips touched the cold metal of a coin.

The body, pierced through the chest and devoid of any spiritual energy, was no longer under its control. Its fingers gripped the edge of a coin, but it couldn't even muster the strength to bounce it up.

Pfft!

Fingertips slid off the coin and landed on the gravel.

Ince pierced Klein's chest cavity with one hand.

I casually took the lead casket containing Saint Selena's ashes, and then the coin that had fallen out... The coin was stained with blood, and its edges had fine, almost indistinguishable patterns, retaining a trace of spiritual energy that did not belong to this era.

Klein's movement had slightly agitated the coin, revealing its spiritual nature, which piqued his curiosity.

He flipped it between his fingers and stuffed it into his pocket.

He turned and disappeared into the ruins.

Klein lay in a pool of blood.

When Dai Li ran to the camp, she saw Dunn leaning against the wall, his chest an empty black hole, his fingers loosely clenched, and flesh and blood from his own chest embedded in his fingernails.

A few steps away, Klein lay flat on the ground, his left chest pierced, and the pool of blood beneath him was expanding inch by inch.

Daly rushed to Dunn's side, her knees slamming into the gravel, but she didn't feel the dull pain of the stone edges digging into her kneecaps.

Grab his wrist.

Icy.

There is no pulse.

The hands holding the corpse's wrists trembled slightly.

suddenly……

It was as if she had remembered something.

She abruptly released Dunn's wrist and reached into his breast pocket... The front of his uniform was soaked with blood gushing from his chest, and her fingertips touched a hard, round little object through the fabric.

Time Coin.

When he pulled the coin out of his pocket, the coin was still warm, stained with blood splattered from Dunn's chest.

Daisy held the coin to her fingertip.

Place your thumb against the edge of the coin and flick it upwards with all your might.

The coin flips.

The time rewind scene unfolds with Dunn's chest as the center.

The chest cavity was filled again, the heart returned to its original position, the blood from the fingertips flowed back to the wound and gathered, and the bluish shadows of blood vessels reappeared under the grayish skin.

The blood gushing from his chest climbed back up the front of his uniform, retreating into the wound, and the black hole in his chest cavity gradually closed up.