As the savior, I only want to play single-player games.

That radiant figure fought against the erosion of three outer god rules alone, but in the end, he still had to face His incarnation. Logically speaking, He should not be His match, so He did not take it to heart and planned to get a share of the spoils.

And so He was banished.

And the world coordinates were permanently lost and cannot be found.

Nothingness and chaos have no fixed order, and the world is even harder to find, no less than looking for a needle in a haystack, and it's still the same needle.

But the method of expulsion left a deep impression on Him, seemingly related to fate...

Now, He has sensed that dark power again in this world, a very faint dark power—was this world also once targeted by the people of darkness?

But this world has not been imprinted with dark rules, and there are no traces of it being corrupted.

Or is it that someone brought this power into the world?

The void is filled with a vast amount of mysterious, detached information. Some of it is meaningless, some is mystical knowledge, some flows from a ruined world, and some is bait laid out by other Outer Gods...

In short, there are many different kinds.

Distinguishing this information is extremely dangerous. Under normal circumstances, no Outer God is willing to receive all information. If you fall into a trap, it is equivalent to exposing yourself and being targeted by a stronger being.

Moreover, even if they walk in chaos and have an eternal lifespan, they cannot withstand endless knowledge. If they absorb too much, it may even cause their own collapse and split, and their characteristics will be lost.

But now, as He actively deduces the fate of that world, a mysterious message arrives from the chaos. The Lord of the Wasteland understands and seems to see a figure standing above that ruined world, who kills the Eternal Dark Angel with a single blow and shatters its divine status.

The area affected by eternal darkness will never have a peaceful day.

Especially the eternal dark angel, who belonged to a great being and was of the same rank as Him, yet he fell in such a way.

The name of that figure is—

"Savior……"

This mysterious phrase traveled far, far away in the void.

When He mentioned this title, He immediately sensed a danger, as if He was being targeted, and felt a stinging pain.

The Outer Gods are impervious to all laws, exist independently outside the world, and have forged their own path. Apart from those of equal or greater power, who can make them feel threatened?

The Lord of the Wasteland carefully deduced the clues and discovered that the source of danger was still the fallen world.

Yes, He did descend there, and the power of desolation remains there. His original intention was to transform some of the world's inhabitants into His servants, and then have them summon Him to regain the world's coordinates, but nothing happened afterward.

It seems that His remaining power attracted the Savior's attention.

"Let's continue to erode the world..." The Lord of the Wasteland was not alarmed. He was an Outer God, detached from the world, without worldly emotions, and very calm.

He decided to devour as many worlds as possible before the Savior found Him, in order to become stronger.

Although there is a tough nut to crack in this world, he is not Sequence 4, nor is he the radiant figure in the ruined world. How could he possibly hold off three Outer Gods? Could he possibly expel Him again?

Next, the three Outer Gods will grind him down to death!

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I tried to upload it yesterday, but something went wrong, so I'm uploading it again today. Please forgive me. The book is very well written.

This is an infinite flow novel where a transmigrator is forced to become involved in other worlds. (The first world is the German anti-war film "Our Fathers")

Original: Yoshiteru Zaimokuza, a transmigrator, was thrown into the most brutal battlefield in human history after enjoying only a few days of warm and cozy daily life. But when he finally crawled out of hell, he unexpectedly found that his daily life had inadvertently left him.

Infinite flow, not invincible flow

Worldline: Oregairu – Eastern Front of World War II – Oregairu – Warcraft

"I've been transported to Oregairu, and now I'm in Stalingrad?"

All gods, swiftly come to my aid! Those who disobey will be punished in Fengdu. Chapter Forty-Three: Descent into the World

Rules erode and invade the world—eight simple words, but not a phenomenon that can be quantified.

It is worth noting that the actions of the Outer Gods were like trying to entangle a propeller with seaweed.

But the process is insignificant on a global scale, fleeting and transient.

According to human time perception, this is a rather long process. Some outward gods who are not good at this need hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of years to complete this process.

But the Outer Gods that are now being corrupted clearly do not intend to take such a long time—even though this period is meaningless to them.

Logically, they should be invincible, but the rules hindered them.

Even if it were possible to extend its tentacles into the interior of the world, it would be quickly interrupted by Kagura Tendou, unable to condense into a force, unable to have any significant impact, and unable to erode a fixed area to create a no-man's land.

Although the power of the rules they could infiltrate was not very effective, it was imprinted in the world and clashed violently with the original rules. From the perspective of mortals who could not see it, this world seemed to be overwhelmed and the world's rules trembled. However, the impact was not strong and the world quickly calmed down, showing strong stability and rapidly increasing the world's upper limit, as if it was about to ascend.

For the people of the world, acquiring and upgrading mysterious powers will be much easier in the coming period.

However, this benefit did not come without a price. Tendou Kagura bore the heaviest pressure, preventing them from tearing open the first breach. His mental and physical strength were both overloaded. He stood in the outer space, holding the meteorite horizontally in front of him, no longer attacking, but using it as a defense, determined not to retreat a single step.

But his power was rapidly dissipating, like water being released from a dam, consuming a tremendous amount of energy.

He was ultimately not a near-god.

During this difficult process, he hesitated and pondered, thinking that taking out the Crimson Blade would relieve a lot of his pressure, but in the end he held back.

If we were to actually reveal it, it would most likely frighten those outer gods and make them wary.

Moreover, when it is discovered that the resistance within the world is too strong, a situation similar to the second node may occur—an Outer God group forcibly descends into the world, with key figures involved.

At that time, perhaps we can give them a surprise.

Once he gets through the initial chaos and conflict of rules, and once the world imitates those outer god rules and increases its capacity, he won't have too much trouble. At that time, he should be able to get backup, since this is not a battle fought by one person alone.

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As for the gods, they were never safe to begin with. The demons were on par with the great gods and deities, and their numbers were hundreds or thousands of times greater. In the past, they lacked intelligence and could not cause any great trouble, but now it was different. They were driven to attack the gods.

In particular, the slight power that overflowed when the Outer God Source exploded actually raised them all to a slightly higher level, which surprised even the Supreme God Lord.

But the other great gods and deities protected them from interference—this concerned the future of the gods and could not be ignored. They could be reincarnated or reborn after they died, but they would have to start all over again.

But if the spirit world cannot return safely, the consequences will be too severe.

However, once the stars were guided to the correct position, the gods could no longer hold on, and the divine light shield they had formed together shattered.

When disaster struck, they scattered like headless flies, rushing off in all directions.

But already surrounded, how many could actually break through?

The scene was extremely chaotic.

In an instant, stars fell like rain, symbolizing that all those stars had disappeared, with more than half of them dead or wounded. The weak pantheons were all wiped out, and even the four supreme gods and God suffered heavy losses. The magnificent temple was stained with filth, as if it had been polluted.

In the end, several ancient gods awoke in the mortal realm and exerted their power from the outside. With the help of several ancient artifacts, including a cauldron, a bow, a sword, a spear, and a codex, they smashed into the depths of the spirit realm and unleashed their supreme divine power, forcefully carving out several paths of survival in that sea of ​​demons.

Among them, a serpent covered in feathers was particularly eye-catching. It unleashed its last burst of spiritual power, its blazing light piercing through a great distance, forming a path that guided some of the surviving gods. Then, it could no longer hold on, its long and imposing body rapidly shrinking, turning into a stone statue and falling to sleep in the mortal realm.

The gods, having escaped, also fell to earth.

Apart from the dead gods, all the surviving gods transformed into thick pillars of light that fell to various parts of the earth. Their aura was vast enough to penetrate the heavens and the earth, extremely powerful, and suppressed the human world.

The legendary holy site.

Light burst forth, forming three pairs of wings ten thousand feet long, covering the entire earth from top to bottom, and a sacred chant seemed to emanate from that space.

This is a miracle!

Instantly, countless believers were moved to tears, some even fainting. Many more who remained conscious knelt for a long time, silently reciting scriptures and bowing their heads in devotion to their faith until their foreheads bled. The legend had come true; God truly existed.

At this moment, it is truly no less significant than those pivotal moments recorded in the Bible; all anxiety and fear have been swept away.

Religious faith provides solace for the fragile hearts of ordinary people.

Africa, the Nile River.

A beam of divine light descended, and all the pyramids reacted simultaneously.

South Asia.

All the temples and scriptures resonated with the ethereal and profound sounds of chanting.

East.

Similarly, a beam of divine light fell upon the cradle of civilization.

The same applies to the Mesopotamian Plain.

But apart from that, there has been no further news.

But everyone knows that the future predicted by the mysterious voice has come true, and the gods have truly returned.

People soon discovered that, apart from the five beams of light that were quite conspicuous, there were also some scattered beams of light scattered around, but the overall number was relatively small, which differed from the number speculated by those online.

What happened?

Are these the only gods?

Or is it that only these gods have returned?

Some countries are filled with concern.

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A day later, the convoy arrived in Chiba.

Inside the car sat an elderly woman with wrinkles covering her face and most of her teeth missing, but she was still vigorous, with bright eyes, neat silver hair, and an old-fashioned hairstyle. She was listening to a report from a man dressed as a social elite in the passenger seat.

"...The members of the branch family have all been recovered. They survived for thirteen days in the suburbs of Chiba City without knowing anything about it. During that time, they did not notice anything amiss. Even when our people made contact with them, those seven people still thought they were on a mission."

The problem is that these seven grown men, crammed into a rented apartment, didn't move an inch. They even maintained contact with their family and occasionally reported on their work progress, indicating that they weren't slacking off.

After all the reports were finished, a sense of fear arose in the elite's heart.

This is fear of the unknown.

Those elite troops were there on a mission. They had been raised by their family since childhood, so their loyalty was absolutely guaranteed. Logically, it shouldn't have been difficult; they should have been easy targets. But now, things have come to this.

All gods, swiftly come to my aid! Those who disobey will be punished in Fengdu: Chapter Forty-Four: High Priest of the Divine Palace

A mysterious force interfered, erasing a lot of information in advance.