2026-09-06 14:06:45The hallway was narrow. The second wolf ran along the wall, defying gravity, and lunged at Silas.
Silas pulled the trigger. The heavy bullet flew through the air, but it passed harmlessly through the wolf’s glitching body.
"Bullets don't work!" Silas yelled, dropping his rifle and pulling his combat knives.
The wolf snapped its jaws at Silas's face.
Before the wolf could bite him, a loud, booming noise ripped through the hallway. It wa
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"Stop playing with him!" King Everett roared. The king drew his golden sword and marched toward Everett. "I am going to chop his head off right now! I am ending this!"Everett’s vision was completely blurred. He was blinking away blood and sweat. He only needed a few more letters. He drew a 'D'. He drew an 'E'. He finished the first word. OVERRIDE. Now he needed the command. He needed the parameter. King Everett stood right over him. The king raised his beautiful, shining golden sword high into the air. "Goodbye, failure," King Everett sneered. Everett looked up at the arrogant, cruel face of his alternate self. He looked at the man who hated the poor. The man who thought he was a god. Everett smeared his bloody fingers on the floor one last time. He drew the final code. [ LEVEL_CAP = 1 ][ LOOP = TRUE ]He drew a large circle of blood all the way around the letters. The trap was set. "Die!" King Everett yelled. He swung the golden sword straight down at Everett’s neck. Evere
Chapter 683
Everett’s pale fingers snapped shut around the metal floor. He pushed. His mechanical muscles whined loudly. Slowly, agonizingly, Everett pushed his crushed chest off the floor. "He is trying to stand up," Merchant Everett said in total disbelief. He dropped his datapad. "Look at him. His bones are dust. How is he moving?"Everett got to his knees. His broken legs shook violently. Blood poured from his unhinged jaw, splashing onto his chest. He reached up with his pale right hand. He grabbed his own broken, hanging jaw. With a loud, sickening crack, Everett forcefully pushed his shattered jawbone back into place. The pain was so blinding that Everett almost passed out. But his jaw was no longer hanging open. He held it shut with sheer willpower. Everett planted his right boot on the floor. He pushed himself up. He stood up tall. He swayed heavily, leaning to the right, but he was standing. He looked like a monster that had crawled out of a meat grinder. He was a horrific, bloody
Chapter 682
The sharp edges of his own bones poked into his lungs. He tasted hot, thick blood in his throat. He could not lift his head. He could not move his arms. He was completely pinned. Mage Everett floated forward. He pointed his crystal staff at Everett’s back. "Let him feel the burn," Mage Everett smiled. A massive bolt of blue lightning shot out of the staff. The lightning struck Everett’s spine. Everett screamed. The electricity tore through his nervous system. It felt like a million hot needles stabbing into every single inch of his skin. His muscles seized violently. His pale right arm spasmed, dropping his heavy black sword. The Null-Edge clattered away across the floor. He was completely disarmed. He was helpless. God Everett walked forward slowly. His white robes glowed softly. He looked like an angel of mercy, but his eyes were filled with pure, cruel hatred. God Everett raised a massive hammer made of solid, holy white light. "You are a dirty, ugly mistake," God Everett pre
Chapter 681
The fall into the dark hole was fast and terrifying. Everett crashed onto a cold, hard metal floor. The impact knocked the air completely out of his lungs. He rolled across the ground, his heavy boots scraping against the steel. He stopped sliding and lay on his back. He opened his green eyes. He was inside the belly of the machine. He was inside the giant, continent-sized cyborg body of Speaker Rho. The room was absolutely massive. The walls were made of smooth black metal. Millions of thick, glowing blue wires ran across the ceiling, pulsing like veins in a giant body. The air smelled like burning ozone, copper, and hot oil. The deep, mechanical humming was so loud it made Everett’s teeth rattle. Everett slowly pushed himself up. He leaned on his heavy black greatsword, the Null-Edge. "You think you are clever, Everett?" a voice echoed through the massive metal room. It was the voice of Speaker Rho. It sounded like grinding metal and screeching static. It came from hidden spe
Chapter 680
"Tell the System," Everett whispered down to the terrified Alternate. "Tell the machine that I am not for sale. Tell it to never send you here again."Everett raised his black sword and drove it straight down through the Mage’s back. The final Alternate exploded into a massive shower of blue and white pixels. The five golden portals in the air violently sucked the pixels inside, and then snapped shut with a loud pop.The Council of Everetts was gone. They had been completely, brutally purged from the timeline. Everett stood alone in the red dirt. He pulled his sword out of the ground. He breathed heavily. His body was completely exhausted, but his soul felt lighter than it had in ten years. He had finally faced his own demons, and he had killed them all. Suddenly, the loud, grinding noise in the sky stopped. The gray System box hovering above Everett’s head vanished. The time freeze shattered. Real time rushed back in. The wind howled loudly. The dust blew. "Everett!" Silas ye
Chapter 679
King Everett pulled a golden broadsword and charged forward to chop his head off. It was an impossible attack. It was the combined power of five absolute gods. The attack was enough to vaporize an entire planet. Survivor Everett stood alone in the center of the storm. He had 1 HP. He had a broken arm. He had a pale, slow right hand. But he had something they did not have. He was the Constant. He was the anomaly that had rewritten the root code of reality. "You do not belong in my timeline!" Survivor Everett roared. Everett did not dodge. He did not block. He simply stood his ground and poured every single ounce of his absolute, unbreakable willpower into his heavy black greatsword, the Null-Edge. The sword was forged with his blood and his Experience Points. It was the ultimate weapon of Code Degradation. Everett swung the massive black sword in a wide, brutal, horizontal arc. He did not swing it at the kings. He swung it at the magic itself. The jagged black teeth of the Null
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