Chapter 1119: World Line Reloaded

Intense pain…

It’s as if countless sharp shards were embedded within the body…

In this endless darkness, the consciousness seemed to be constantly falling, falling, falling, endlessly descending into a deeper abyss…

Perhaps faintly aware of what such an end might entail, Klein struggled desperately, refusing to let his mind completely fall into oblivion. He issued a silent scream within the boundless darkness, like the dying struggle of a drowning person, refusing to give up no matter what.

It was unclear how long this lasted, but suddenly he jolted awake.

Klein sat up on the bed at once, gasping for air.

He felt as if he had just had a suffocating dream, the agony of drowning alive on a dark and lightless sea was so real, so vivid. Just by recalling it slightly, Klein involuntarily shivered, greedily breathing in fresh air for a while until he calmed down, then looked around as if remembering something.

White sheets, white curtains.

A scent like disinfectant lingered in the air…

Though lacking modern elements, the scene still felt familiar; it seemed like a single-person ward.

— I’m not dead?

— Could it be that at the critical moment, the Church’s higher-ups arrived? Or perhaps the Punisher or Mechanical Heart reacted in time?

Klein instantly thought of these possibilities, recalling his memories before losing consciousness, his expression turned grim. Honestly, at that time, he had charged forward with a mindset of certain death, without even thinking, his body reacted faster than his mind.

Because that was the only choice…

If Meigaoosi crawled out without being restrained, none of those present would survive.

Moreover, if what was in her belly successfully emerged, it would be a huge disaster, potentially bringing harm to the entire Tingen City.

Klein could only choose to fight with his life at that moment. If sacrificing himself could bring hope for survival to the captain and others or buy Tingen more time, or snatch a chance for Benson and Melissa to survive, it was undoubtedly a good trade… Although to others, this life-for-life decision seemed helpless and tragic.

“But fortunately…”

Ultimately, he survived, Klein breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling a stroke of luck at having escaped disaster.

He wondered what happened after he lost consciousness.

All his memories, all his Perception, stopped at the moment he dashed into that illusory door, followed by an abrupt “break.”

But given that under such dire circumstances, he was successfully rescued unscathed, it’s estimated that the Church’s support had timely arrived, right? This crisis should have been well-controlled; at the very least, Meigaoosi definitely was dealt with… Right, and that woman! What happened to that woman, was she caught by the Church?

Subconsciously thinking of something, Klein’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Now that he felt out of danger, he could think more calmly and noticed some unusual signs.

However, this wasn’t enough to overthrow the previous assumptions because there was more evidence pointing to an unfavorable side. So, after thinking it through, Klein leaned towards the notion that it was probably his final ripple that played a part, disturbing the woman’s ability, thus causing Meigaoosi to fall into the Chains Gate, rather than the woman intending it.

“Hopefully, she doesn’t realize it was me acting mysteriously…”

He thought silently in his heart, praying that the final act of forcibly dragging someone into the group didn’t truly expose him.

The opponent probably didn’t notice it was he interfering with her, forcibly dragging her consciousness into the mist, right? That would be best if so; the opponent’s absence at the end could be because she was scared off by the “mysterious ruler above the mist” and fled decisively…

Emmmmmm, that’s probably how it was, Klein could only try to think optimistically.

Somewhat an escapist mindset, after all, he didn’t want to attract the hatred of a High Sequence enemy with his small stature now.

But then, thinking again, Klein immediately turned gloomy once more. Even if the enemy’s side was temporarily not worrisome, there were still many headaches with the Church… Because the issue he exposed was quite significant, even if the captain and others were willing to cover for him, there were still some key issues that couldn’t be overlooked, and this he knew very well.

Rubbing his temples in frustration, just as he was about to think it over, he heard the door to the ward click open.

Damn!

Why so soon, I haven’t thought about how to explain… how to account for it!

Klein was startled, only for his facial expression to turn rigid momentarily, soon transitioning seamlessly to astonishment: “Mr. Shire, what is it you?”

“Of course, it’s me, otherwise, how do you think you got out of the Chains Gate…” The man outside pushed the door open, and instantly a fierce wind poured in from outside, making the ward rustle at once, sheets and curtains billowing high, the sudden strong wind pressure causing Klein to instinctively close his eyes, only feeling the sharp pain as if his face was being scourged.