Collapse Iron: I just transmigrated! You want me to save the Black Tower?!

But did he do something wrong? Was he the one who made the mistake?

But none of that matters anymore.

He felt a cold voice mocking him.

Can an ordinary person like you withstand the wrath of the Star God? Even if you are an Envoy, so what?

The gap between a Star God and a Commander is as vast as an insurmountable chasm.

No solution.

Did you select the wrong location?

No, perhaps from the very beginning, this game was never designed with a clear path to completion.

All that talk of saving the world and reversing timelines is just a cruel joke, right?

A joke that keeps him trying but never sees the end, leading him step by step to collapse.

Right.

Why did he want to save the world...?

Memory is like paper soaked in water; the words on it slowly blur and become indistinct.

It's very important...it seems like something...is very important...

Who said what? Who expected what? Or did he himself... promise something?

I can't remember.

A blank gray space in my memory.

He lowered his head, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw a few strands of hair hanging down in front of his eyes. Starting from the ends, the color faded little by little, losing its luster, and finally turning into a lifeless, hopeless gray-white.

The color... is disappearing.

Starting with his hair, the color on his entire body began to fade.

Along with the real feeling of his existence, and some of his thoughts, they faded away.

So be it.

Anyway, I can't move.

I can't think of anything anyway.

Anyway... in the end it's all a "Bad End".

"..."

however--

Just as his consciousness was about to completely sink into nothingness.

A beam of light pierced through the dense, impenetrable gray-white scene before his eyes.

A very faint, very faint beam of light.

It was a bunch of daisies, the color of which.

A pale, pale yellow light, soft yet persistently shining.

It is neither aggressive nor does it attempt to dispel all the gloom.

It simply exists quietly and stubbornly.

"It simply exists."

"On that gray curtain filled with nothingness and decadence, a tiny, yet incredibly clear, coordinate is stubbornly left behind."

Jiang Jiu's unfocused pupils slowly focused on that tiny, pale yellow halo.

what is that?

He couldn't quite remember.

...But it doesn't matter anymore.

The important thing is that the light is still there.

He stared blankly at the beam of light for a very long time.

Then, very slowly, he blinked.

With this subtle movement, the gray-white color that started spreading from the ends of the hair stopped.

He twitched his knuckles as he braced himself on the ground, paused for three seconds, took a deep breath, and sighed helplessly.

"He's actually... still alive?"

"...You seem quite disappointed?"

Are you alright? Are you still alive? Can you survive?

"Pshaw, even if you die, I won't."

Jiang Jiu chuckled softly, but there was no real smile in his eyes. He braced himself against the ground to stand up and stiffly stretched his body.

"It's boring."

[6]

Jiang Jiu ignored the comments.

He glanced at his clothes, which had inexplicably faded, and then examined his hair.

I'm speechless.

"...Neither black nor white, what is gray and white? This kind of nihilistic aesthetic is not cool at all."

"Tsk... How do I change the color back?"

Jiang Jiu thought for a long time and finally came up with an unbelievable answer.

Why don't we ask Huang Quan?

[Dude, isn't our mental state a little too good?]

Isn't that the dead file right in front of us now?

What do we do now? Is there any chance of survival?

Jiang Jiu glanced at the comments and retorted, "Why not? What does it matter whether I live or die if the hunters want to kill me?"

【???】

Don't you see who almost got knocked out by that arrow just now?

So you've recovered and are now going back to partying, huh?

"Don't forget..."

Jiang Jiu spoke.

"I am the Envoy of Wisdom."

"I didn't know I was locked, so it's normal that I got instantly killed... But now that I know, do you think it's that easy for Him to kill me?"

"At worst, I'll just try a few more times. I'm not afraid of dying."

He brought up the system interface, glanced at the emotion values, and didn't pay much attention to them.

"System, directly locate the coordinates of the Hunter Star God Lan."

"Any time, oh... no need, just choose the normal timeline, the moment the locust plague breaks out, I want to be in front of Lan."

"I'd like to see just how many times this hunting star god can kill me."

......

(Chapter 2 will probably be posted this afternoon. I've been too busy with exams these past few days, and unfortunately, my drafts have been lost.)

Chapter 100: Everyone who stands opposite me will die.

"Selection successful. Location coordinates: 665, 5714, 3621, 009. Teleportation is about to begin. Please prepare."

"Good luck, host."

No need to wish me good luck.

Because we're doomed in this round.

The scene before Jiang Jiu changed, becoming solid, both above the void. Jiang Jiu glanced at the immortal ship and the bountiful star god so close at hand, and raised an eyebrow.

Oh, I see.

I almost thought I had located the wrong star god.

It turns out that what the Immortal Ship meant by "opening the prelude to the war of gods" was actually a real war of gods.

Hunting, abundance, reproduction, destruction...

Well, then, my poor colleague, if I don't stop you, can you fulfill your long-cherished wish?

Hunting is no longer just, destruction is no longer madness, and breeding is out of control...

under these circumstances.

you.

How do you manage to kill a star god?

"Jingliu, it's been a long time." Jiang Jiu sat on a high place, looking down at the battlefield below.

Jing Liu looked up at Jiang Jiu, his eyes filled with madness.

"Time, Ashes?"

Jiang Jiu's smile deepened: "You want to kill a god, huh..."

"You??"

Jingliu frowned, annoyed by this unprovoked hostility, but at this moment, everything else could take a back seat.

Because her goal is the God of Abundance.