Zongman: Please stop destroying the worldview!

"It's me! I used the rack and the law to keep you alive until today! I clearly gave you a gift! You will regret it... you definitely will!"

It's all because of that person, that so-called "traveler." How on earth did he manage to fool the rules of the world? I don't understand!

Come out, you coward! Come out and face me, you lowly bastard!

"as you wish."

The rebels stopped advancing and cheers came from the crowd. Vilanser saw the human walking towards him shamelessly and challenging him.

Although his face looks ordinary, his attire and weapons are definitely not from this world.

"I see, it's you!"

He suddenly burst into laughter, his voice hoarse as if it were torn silk. His eyes were fixed on the time-traveling hero, as if he had finally seen through the source of all the absurdity.

"You are not created in this world." His voice trembled with excitement. "No wonder my prophecy is ineffective for you. No wonder the thread of fate is entangled in you..."

He suddenly leaned forward, the staff in his hand lit up, and lightning burst out, but was blocked by the magic shield and could not hurt the opponent at all:

"You are a stowaway! A rule breaker! A cheating dice on the chessboard of the gods!"

"You think you're a savior? No, you're just a plague! You come from a lowly world without magic, eternity, or true nobility..." His mouth twisted, "And how dare you pollute our order with your short-sighted 'justice'?"

For the first time in his life, Vilanser understood what hatred, anger, and curse were.

He understood the emotion that surged from the bottom of his heart, which was endless malice, and this malice would continue until the end of his life.

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In the end, the battle was lost. The traverser's extraordinary strength was simply not something the weakened Vilanser could contend with. He collapsed to the ground in a state of disarray.

"You—how dare you make me kneel down?!"

When the time travel hero's boots stepped on his shoulders, forcing him to lower his head, Vilanthar suddenly let out an inhuman scream. His cervical vertebrae made a sound of being overwhelmed, but he still tried hard to raise his head, a twisted smile on his lips.

"I am the Chief Inquisitor of the Lunari Council! My knees only touch the temples of the gods!"

He tried to cast a spell, but the other party broke his wrist in an instant. The pain made him laugh, and his laughter was like broken glass scraping against stone slabs.

"I will judge you! Judge all of you!"

He suddenly turned to the crowd of onlookers - the orcs, humans, dwarves, gnomes, goblins who had been devastated by his tyranny... His pupils shrank into two slits with excitement.

"Crime one: blasphemy against the sacred order!"

He screamed, his voice like a venomous snake. "You have overturned the eternal law and plunged the world into chaos!"

"Second crime: ingratitude!"

He struggled to his feet, only to be knocked down again. "We gave you a reason to live! And you're going to betray us?!"

"Charge three—"

The time traveler punched him in the well-maintained face, interrupting his sentence. Blood splattered all over his face, and he showed an intoxicated expression.

"Ah, perfect evidence! You don't even understand the etiquette of a trial!"

"I'm the victim!"

He stumbled forward, as if grasping at some invisible scales of justice.

"We elves created civilization! And you... you only know how to smear temples with feces!"

Saliva mixed with blood slid from the corner of his mouth. "And you, this isn't your world! You stowaway, you beast who stole other people's lives and distorted their worlds! You shouldn't exist in this world, you shouldn't be in our beautiful story! You're the biggest scourge in the world! You've destroyed this world, and yet you're still gloating about it. You make me sick!"

The time traveler disdained to speak with him and struck him hard in the face, his cheekbone cracking with a resounding sound. Vilanser lay on the ground, still giggling, and continued to declare through his leaky teeth:

"I sentence you... I sentence you to be reduced to beasts for eternity! I sentence your descendants to crawl in the mire! I sentence you...

I sentence you time travelers to retribution one day!"

Before the sword struck his head, Vilanthar shouted the name of judgment, and a ball of sparks surrounded by lightning suddenly lit up in his chest.

With a blast of time and space travel, he vanished into thin air. In the moments before his death, extreme emotion ignited his latent spark, transforming him into a planeswalker.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw an unfamiliar sky.

Vilanser sat up with difficulty and saw that he was in a simple camp. Several strange people in different clothes were doing their own work.

I was lying on a soft blanket, and an elderly-looking woman was taking care of me with a caring look on her face.

Wait a minute, those scales on her face and those features—she's a Dragonborn!? Didn't Dragonborn become extinct tens of thousands of years ago?

"Where is this? Where have you taken me? Have the armies of those inferior species been repelled?"

Vilanthar asked in a panic, while the female dragonborn opposite her was not surprised at all and tried to calm him down with a gentle tone.

"Hello, I'm Aelin, and this is the Planeswalker Camp.

You are no longer in your original world. You have just awakened as a planeswalker and have been world-transferred. This is normal. Don't be afraid. We will help you.

"What!? My original one!?"

"Relax. I understand. A planeswalker's spark often awakens when they experience a major shock.

You must have been greatly shocked, and you still have such serious injuries. You need to recuperate first."

Vilanser was no longer able to think normally at this point: "My original, original world, my rightness, my judgment... I actually became the most lowly traverser..."

Ms. Irene's voice seemed to have a magical power that could calm people down:

"Don't rush. Once a planeswalker has mastered their abilities, they can travel freely across the world.

It’s best for you to recover from your injuries in the camp now and get familiar with the place. It won’t be too late to return to your own world when the time is right.

Don't panic, child. Welcome to the Planeswalker Camp. No matter what happened, at least this place—this place can be your home."

Chapter 49: The Time of Parting

This is Chen Mo's story in Xiaoyuan's world.

Although there was nothing wrong with his body, the doctor still insisted that Chen Mo stay in the hospital for a while. After all, he was covered in blood when he was sent in, which was too scary.

It is outrageous that a doctor who is quite responsible in treatment does not care about his rather suspicious identity and directly registers himself as Le Xiaoyuan's brother.

Chen Mo was wearing a hospital gown and lying on the bed humming a song. He felt much better after putting on this outfit.

Smelling the scent of disinfectant and looking at the people coming and going outside the window, I sighed in my heart that the normal world is indeed better. How long has it been since I saw life in a normal society?

The worlds I've been through before were either in turmoil or worse than a cesspool. The last world, the Collapse, was a bit too intense, with civilization-destroying events happening all the time. I need to see more peaceful life before I can recover!

It seems that this new world is relatively peaceful now - at least the place called Mitakihara where we are can be seen as a decent modern town. There are no reports of monsters popping up everywhere on TV, and there is no big news about the imminent destruction of the world on the Internet.

There are still dangers, starting with this magical wishing mechanism. As we all know, black wishing machines that deliberately distort wishes are more common in literary works than the air in potato chip bags.

There are also strange magical girls, strange white creatures, and Homura Akemi, a psychic who can stop time.

So this world is not as peaceful as it seems, but it is good enough to be able to suppress extraordinary things like super powers and magic from the sight of ordinary people.

Chen Mo relaxed his body, enjoying the hard-earned safe time where he could completely relax.

Then he felt a distortion in space, and the scene in the ward began to distort. Various strange and colorful patterns, like hallucinations, emerged from the walls and ceiling.

They shrieked strange songs as they moved through a nightmare-like space, a wave of intense emotion resonating wildly throughout the space. The doctors, nurses, and patients in the hospital fell into a state of madness, a stupor and mumbling.

Chen Mo: "No! What is this? Who the hell created a small subspace here?!"

"It's the witch's familiar."

The voice, emotionless and ethereal, came from a strange white rabbit-like creature that suddenly appeared beside Chen Mo. It had red rings on its back and two long ears tucked down to the ground. Chen Mo recognized it; it was the strange creature that had tricked Xiao Yuan into making a wish.

Judging from its appearance alone, this creature called qb could be described as adorable and could charm little girls to death. However, to Chen Mo, who could see more, this thing was definitely not a normal thing—to describe it as a dark magic creature was too harmless.

Chen Mo: "Can you explain more? I'm new here and don't know what your customs are here."

QB looked at Chen Mo with gem-like red eyes, whose inorganic texture reminded him of the red dots on security cameras. "You can indeed observe us."

Chen Mo: "Yeah, that cognitive interference barrier on you can only deal with ordinary people, it can't hide it from me."

"It's very strange. Your body readings are extremely abnormal, and there's no trace of your existence in this world. You almost appeared out of thin air.

You have great research value to us."

QB's voice made Chen Mo feel nauseous. This weird yet cute voice reminded him of the monster that could imitate sounds that he had encountered before.

"so what?"

QB: "I hope you can cooperate with us and let us carefully study your body and abilities. If you are truly from another world as you claim, then the secrets you hold may be able to save the entire universe. What do you think?"

Chen Mo: "Yo, you want me to hand myself over to you for research? That sounds too dangerous. I refuse."

QB was not surprised and continued to offer conditions: "In exchange, we will give you great power and provide the opportunity to realize any wish."

Chen Mo: "No. I, Chen Mo, just want to live a peaceful life. Why do I need power?"

As he spoke, the space around him became more distorted, and the entire hospital turned into a nightmare space. Those abstract and weird monsters rushed towards Chen Mo with their fangs and claws bared.

QB: "You are currently trapped within a familiar's barrier. Witches are terrifying monsters formed from human despair, and familiars are their minions, who are absolutely invincible to ordinary people."

Without the power I provide, there is a high chance that you will die here. If you accept my offer, you will not only survive, but you will also be able to save other innocent people."

"Wow, what a brilliant plan! You really take advantage of someone's misfortune."

Chen Mo placed his hand on QB's head, as if feeling the texture of its cute skin. QB obediently offered his head. "After analysis, this is a win-win decision for both of us."

"【World Devouring Curse】"

QB's body instantly disappeared from Chen Mo's hand, but the next moment, a new QB individual teleported in front of Chen Mo: "What was the nature of the attack just now? No fault report was detected from the damaged terminal. The data does not exist.

Why would they attack us? I don’t understand.”

Chen Mo: "What's so hard to understand about this? What you said does have some twisted logic.

Unfortunately, the malice in your actions and words is all too obvious."

"I can't understand, I can't understand. It seems you are a crazy race that cannot communicate. But this has no effect on us. You just destroyed a terminal."

QB was about to say something when the whole world suddenly stopped. Something was broken, and a huge howling sound was heard. At the same time, the small subspace covering this place began to dissipate.

At the same moment, the new QB's body was covered with a dozen large holes caused by bullets, and he fell limply to the ground after being smashed to pieces.

Chen Mo couldn't help but give a thumbs-up. "That ability to stop is really cool, isn't it?"

Homura Akemi stood in front of Chen Mo holding a submachine gun. It was she who killed the familiar in an instant and fired a burst of bullets at QB.