By the time Ryan arrived on Ischia, the area had turned into a war zone.

Before Ryan arrives, "Mech

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The submarine has landed, unleashing a diverse group of people off the coast of Isia, including cured members of the "Super Power Gang", "geniuses" equipped with advanced power armor, and rampaging "pandas". They are greeted by immobile turrets, Augustan gunners on the walls, and a group of zombies buried beneath the beach.

Ryan never met Mercury himself, only through his skull as an intermediary. According to Livia, the ancient Olympian could infuse corpses with necromantic energy and channel the undead from afar. After Geist's disappearance, Augustus decided to resurrect all of his victims: bloated corpses thrown under the waves and drowned, skeletons stripped of all traces of flesh, and the diseased remains of test subjects on the island. A yellow light lit up their eyes.

Who better to lead an army of the undead than Mars, the god of war?

Still, the army faced strong resistance. Vladimir turned into a metal version of himself, first landing next to the panda. The Iron Man absorbed Mars's sword and spear while stomping on any corpse stupid enough to stand in his way, quickly growing from 3 to 4 meters. The suicidal undead tried to climb his legs with blast belts, but the pandas quickly chased them away. The brave bear threw kamikaze bombers into the sea, where they exploded.

Mars soon realized that most of his weapons would not affect Vladimir, so he swapped his spear and sword for a genius-made weapon. Bombs made by Vulcan rained down on the Iron Giant, each powerful enough to destroy even the Wyvern.

All of this turned into sand in a flash of purple, and at the same time the explosion shook the foundations of the fortress of Bliss.

Mars flinched in surprise as a blonde woman stepped over the submarine and joined the argument. Acid Rain follows Vladimir and the panda on foot and immediately begins to fight against the forces of Mars. Since she can exchange items for items with a larger radius and equal quality than Olympus, she completely cancels out his arsenal.

To his credit, Mars tried. Dozens of bombs fell, only to explode in his undead troops; He threw a gas box at Vladimir's face, but it turned into sand in midair; He was even ready to fight the giant at close quarters with a hot gun, but it turned into a severed zombie arm in his hands.

In the end, the terrifying warrior who had let Ryan and Felix flee for their lives before a lap could only retreat while an iron giant chased him. "The Bay of Pigs incident is repeating itself!" Vladimir roared, and in vain he tried to catch the cunning Olympian. It turned out that the giant was no better at this task than the abolition of private property, and his hands clutched only sand.

Ryan couldn't help but laugh under the helmet because the scene reminded him of an old cartoon, Bugs Bunny; Although he doubted that Mars would have the same luck as Bugs Bunny. In fact, when the Olympian tried to fly away by releasing pressurized air, acid rain replaced it with seawater. The helpless Mars stumbled to the ground and was immediately beaten by the panda.

Livia was right. The Power of Genome is a rock-paper-scissors game.

No matter how strong you are, there is always someone who has the ability to stand up to you. Through multiple loops of intel gathered, Ryan arranges a perfect showdown with the so-called Olympians.

That's not to say they do their jobs better. The dwarf blasted a dozen gunners, Felix blasted the undead on the left and right, and an explosion on the beach followed him. Doll provides suppressive fire with a red Flux mini-gun to her own mech

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Manufactured power armor that can get rid of bullets.

To make matters worse, Vulcan's security system failed to activate and intercept the intruders. At first, Ryan thought it was his geniuses...... Later he noticed that multiple Augustos were trapped in his energy armor and could not move.

"Livia, you cheeky little spider, that's what you're calling!" Ryan couldn't help but laugh. Still, he wondered how the Vulcans would have time to destroy the defenses. Due to the same problems with the power armor she created as the turret, the Courier believes that his ex-girlfriend put a kill switch inside her creation at the beginning. In case the leadership of Augustus betrayed her.

She made a lot of money.

However, despite the fact that the attackers were clearing the beach, the defenders on the walls of the fortress held their ground. Anticipating an offensive from Dinamis, they fortified the ancient citadel with air defense systems and heavy artillery. As soon as their allies on the ground were defeated and the risk of being accidentally wounded by friendly forces was reduced, they began to throw shells at the beach. Although their shells could not stop Vladimir's advance and actually only contributed to his growth, the others had to hide behind the giants.

Some of the "Seven Killers" are among the Guardians, "Vampire" and "Night Terror" use bazookas, "Sparrow" fires deadly lasers with her hands, and Mortimer disdains heavy artillery and instead uses a subtle but deadly sniper rifle.

Ryan hovers over the fort, trying to find the more dangerous Sykes and Pluto. Some of Augustus' gunners noticed him and tried to shoot him down with anti-aircraft guns, but the messenger froze time and retaliated with a blaster. One by one, the cannons exploded, blasting the defenders off the walls.

As he cleared the air defense border, Ryan noticed a familiar red blur moving across the beach, and whenever the shells threatened his allies, he shoved them into dangerous places.

"Mr. Bo?" Ryan shouted from above, his voice echoing across the battlefield. "You should destroy McLaren's base!"

"God has asked Mr. Bo for something," Genome replied, quickly pushing Felix aside before a bullet from Mortimer burst his head. Mr. Bo replied, "Please!"

The man said this with style, and Ryan couldn't help but scold him.

However, once the news of the carnival reached the Lightning Ass......

Two new characters appear on the main wall, right above the Narsinian Garden, catching Ryan's attention. They stepped out of a reinforced door, the first always with a pleasant smile on his face, the second with a grinning face.

"Marty, Cruella and her Dalmatian dog at 12 o'clock." Ryan said through the communicator that two killers had joined Mortimer, the Vampire, and the Daredevil. No one answered, so the Courier guessed that the silent assassin was already in place.

"Honey, I don't know where to start," shouted Sykes, dressed in riot gear and raising a bazooka with her comrades to the beach.

Unlike her subordinates, Pluto did not wear body armor. She didn't need it, at least that's what she thought. "Traitors first." Augustus' subordinate glared at Felix and hissed. Ryan has noticed that the sand under the kitten's feet is moving in strange and dangerous ways. "I should have killed him a long time ago—"

Before she could finish her sentence, a tranquilizer dart struck her neck, and another hit just under her helmet. The latter immediately aimed her bazooka at the source of the attack, while Mortimer did the same with his sniper rifle, but saw nothing.

Pluto hurriedly tried to pull the dart off, but she couldn't reach her neck before her hand reached her neck. In the past, Augustus' men had almost killed Ryan and had managed to kill countless people, but now he stumbled and fell. The Daredevil lowered the cannon and held his boss in his arms, but Pluto was already in a state of tension.

While Ryan knew that sedatives usually took a few minutes to have an effect on the target, the anesthetic created by alchemy could travel through the blood and nerves of the genome in a matter of seconds. The Courier had seen the power of Pluto many times, so he would not take any risks. She must be dealt with quickly and have no chance to activate her death curse. Equally dangerous, Sykes collapsed unconscious on the bricks of the wall.

An unseen assassin in Pluto and Ca

Cel takes them out before he enters the game and brings a companion with him.

When the Shroud appears on the wall behind the Killer of Seven, he holds the glass-coated one in his hand, and his lucky charm appears. Ryan had to admit that her glass armor fit her like a glove, especially when she took off her helmet and let her blonde hair flow.

"What about fate?" Example choked as he pulled out his pistol and pointed it at the couple. Mortimer and Daredevil exchanged glances. "You work with them?"

"Yes," Lady Luck replied with a firm frown. After receiving the alchemist's memory therapy, she remembered how the Seven Killers had tried to murder her brother in the previous loop...... She didn't forgive. "Morty, Richie, don't embarrass me."

Mortimer immediately dropped his sniper rifle, much to Vamp's consternation. "Mortimer, you coward!"

"They have a living lucky spell and have destroyed our energy dissipators." He said utter defeat and knelt down with his hands behind his head. "Poor old Mortimer didn't take any chances."

The "vampire" roared and tried to open fire on the two, only to tripped over a brick. Before she could scream, she tripped over the wall and fell headfirst on the beach below.

"See?" Mortimer asked, shrugging. "It's faster."

Dire glanced at the unconscious Pluto, then at the Shroud. "I surrender," he said meekly. The sun is still there, so he can't use his powers.

"Good." The Shroud replied, then knocked him unconscious with a dart, just in case. Only Sparrow remained, and she was too busy to keep the giant Vladimir out of the wall with a suppressive laser. "It's just Mercury and Bacchus left."

"I'll deal with them," Ryan said as he landed on the wall and blasted the nearest reinforced door with a blast wave. A layer of mist slipped into the fortress and was almost invisible. "I haven't been to Mass in a while."

"No way, my sister was in there, they confiscated her phone!" Fate complained. "I'm coming!"

"I'm sorry, he has range, your lucky charm doesn't work against Bacchus. He did swear to live celibate. And Fortuna's power couldn't protect her from telepathic attacks.

"Are you sure?" The Shroud asked, pointing a gun at Mortimer. "Your power can't protect you."

"Then you're wrong, my friend." Ryan replied, then stepped through the blasted door and entered the fortress. "I also have a guardian angel."

Although Bacchus may think it's a demon.

The Courier walked into a steel hallway, the shadows of the Shroud and Fortuna disappearing behind him. All the guards moved outside to defend the perimeter, so no one dared to stop the Courier's advance.

There is only sound.

"It was a mistake to come in alone." Even though Bacchus's voice echoed through the hallway, Ryan didn't see him. The armor's sensors also did not detect any sound. These words exist only in the mind of the Messenger. "It is a sin to plunder this holy land."

"Can I plead guilty and drag you out?" Ryan remembers his plans on his last visit to the fort and suspects that the priest is waiting for him at the Bliss Production Center. "Father, this place is lost."

"Everything you sinners do is to provoke God's wrath. I have already sent a message to Augustus. ”

This means that Ryan has no time to waste. "I should call myself Joan of Arc," the courier said, before breaking through a blast door blocked by a blast wave. The iron door fell to the ground with a thud, but there was only darkness beyond the threshold.

The courier suddenly realizes that something is wrong with the building, even though he can't tell what it is. The angle of the hallway looks perfect, it is too perfect, the ceiling is too smooth......

"By the grace of God, all souls are connected, but you have turned your back from it." Bacchus' voice sounded almost warm and soothing. "This place is a temple of glory, and your presence has defiled it"

"Okay, let me catch Nasinia and tear down the roof, so you don't have to suffer from me anymore." Ryan briefly freezes time, and the world turns purple. The darkness in front of him vanished, and a dented steel wall stood where the blast door was. The real blast door was on his left and it was intact.

"I won't let you do that," Bacchus said, as Ryan let time start anew and released a shockwave to his left that dispelled the illusion. "She is the bridge between us mortals and God, too precious to be sacrificed to someone like you."

"How old is she, thirteen?" Fourteen?" Ryan snickered and moved on. The lights on the ceiling were flickering, and the shadows around them were moving. "It's like being five years old to you."

"I know that not even my salvation will reach you now." Bacchus let out a sigh as the blast door magically reopened behind Ryan. But until death all sins are forgiven. Once I strip your mind without a trace, your corpse will sustain the dead accomplices. ”

Bacchus attacked.

The ground collapsed beneath Ryan's feet, and he stumbled into a black abyss full of fangs and teeth. The messenger activated his jetpack, but a serpentine tongue bit his ankle and dragged him into the darkness.

It's all my imagination, Ryan thought, but his own brain didn't believe him.

He was in great pain when the fangs bit his stomach and tore him in half.

Ryan immediately activates his time stop, and when the world turns purple, the messenger stands in a room at a security checkpoint, accompanied only by a computer.

He didn't even activate his jetpack.

When he fights the Night Terror in the past, Ryan notices that his time-stopping device briefly dispells hallucinations. The Courier suspects that telepathy works by "transmitting" thoughts through the Blue Flux, which they cannot do in a frozen world.

Unfortunately, as soon as time returns, these hallucinations reappear. The next telepathic attack comes in the form of a blood tide, which Ryan is engulfed in and seeps into his armor. The courier instinctively held his breath, but the red liquid bypassed his lips and began to fill his lungs. His vision blurred as he was submerged in a sea of red, and the laughter of blood resonated with the waves.

Ryan knew it was all hallucinations, and unlike night terrors, it was impossible for Bacchus to do real damage through hallucinations. However, the priest does not have to hurt the time traveler, only needs to delay him. If Augustus pounced on him while blinded by illusions, the Courier could also be a live target.

Once again, time stopped to disperse the red flood, and Ryan used a shockwave on the floor beneath his feet. When time is restored, the ground collapses, but when the time traveler falls, the hole will continue forever. A terrifying interracial cacophony rang out around him, as piercing as a child's scream. The distorted hallucinations bleed the Courier's ears and blurred his vision.

No, Ryan realized that the murmur had become deafening and not hallucinating.

Off one's head.

Dionysian Bacchus can degrade a person's sense of reality and destroy the victim's identity, just like severe schizophrenia or other mental illnesses. He peels off a man's mind like an onion until nothing is left.

"You did such a thing to Julia Costa," Ryan realized in horror, his voice somehow piercing the alien cacophony. Over the centuries of time loops, the Messenger has become accustomed to pain, but the mind of a normal person crumbles under this mental attack. "You torture her until she forgets who she is."

The human mouth opened in his armor to taunt him with ten thousand voices combined. "Some in the Holy Church believe that it is only through suffering and scourging that a person can come closer to God."

Ryan choked up, and tendrils of whips emerged from the darkness, striking him in the chest and back. While his armor was supposed to stop them, they peeled back the skin beneath the steel. Their kiss felt like a sharp blade cutting him.

"Is that the best thing you can do?" The messenger snorted. "My girlfriend grabbed me harder!"

"Giulia Costa died on the altar only to be resurrected, a holy maiden and a true instrument of God," Bacchus replied softly. "It took her a few days to receive this divine grace, but eventually, she opened her heart to me."

"Yes, as soon as I get to your hiding place, I'll torture you to death!" Ryan activates his powers again and finds himself facing a steel floor, four living, rotting corpses striking his back with pickaxes.

Mercury.

Bacchus clothes his undead slaves in the garb of phantoms, allowing them to attack him by surprise. They tried to find a joint or weakness in the armor, Ryan thought, as he blew the undead to pieces in freezing time. They can't be found, but they may damage the circuitry or the helmet's lenses.

He barely stood up before time stopped and ended, but he was already mentally exhausted, as if he had overslept. Repeated psychic attacks do not cause damage to his body, but they overwhelm his brain.

If this goes on for too long, I might pass out with a headache, and Ryan realizes that he is trying to remember where he is in the labyrinthine facility. Luckily, his enhanced time allowed his body to continue towards its destination.

When the time came, the psychic attack came again.

The nails went through Ryan's hands and feet, nailing him to a Christian cross overlooking the island of Ischia. To his left, the ragdoll is crucified, and to his right, is a half-rotten blue. Bacchus stood in front of the naked messenger with a sharp spear in his hand, while New Rome burned beyond the bloody horizon.

"I now realize that the heresy of Gnosticism is justified," the priest said, stabbing Ryan in the chest. As the tip of the spear twisted between his ribs, the Courier gritted his teeth to keep himself from screaming. The halluciation was so vivid that it fooled his nerves. "This world, this distorted reality, is a prison for the soul. A cosmic trap that prevents us from being in divine unity with the Ultimate. ”

"I know what Eva Fabre has done to you, Andreas." Ryan grunted bitterly. He hoped that using Bacchus's real name would upset him and dispel the hallucinations, but that would only make the priest stab him harder. "When you gain superpowers, she ruins your mind. If you've ever had a good person in your heart, he's probably crying. ”

"The alchemist woke me up," Bacchus replied, his face contorted into a skull and his eyes glittering with blue alien light. "She's a prophet, and I'm on the wrong track."

"She's crazy, and now she's dead." Or maybe she wished she were.

When Bacchus opened his hideous mouth, Eva Fabre's voice came out. "As long as the house is still there, doesn't it matter if the carpenter dies?" The spear in his hand turned into an elixir needle, and a blue oil oozed from the tip of the needle. "The Lord of the Bible, to whom I have devoted half my life, is a lie, an illusion. There is no god but the ultimate god. ”

"Geist saw heaven," Ryan reminded him. "A Bright Yellow Kingdom of Light and Angels"

"Yes, he did." The universe turned a dazzling yellow, and the messenger's eyes were burned by the light. "So what?"

"You don't understand. If he sees a heaven with angels, maybe your old god exists in the yellow world. You're getting the color wrong!"

Ryan froze time again and collapsed on the flower bed. Their petals are blue and their stamens are yellow. The messenger notices a hole in the glass ceiling above his head, and two undead holding welding rods surround him.

The courier quickly stood up and rushed out of the glass garden, rushing the body aside. He somehow entered Bliss Labs, located in the center of the facility, and quickly guessed why.

His sense of time has grown. His body kept moving towards its destination like a sleepwalker, even as Bacchus attacked his mind.

Unfortunately, sleepwalking doesn't keep Ryan safe from physical assault.

An old hunchback stood near the pharmaceutical assembly line, surrounded by ten undead bodyguards in equipment. The fossil was surprisingly well dressed, wearing a black cashmere suit and a bowler hat, although he needed an ugly wooden cane to stand. His white beard could not hide the warts and wrinkles on his face, and his small eyes squinted in horror at the glass garden.

Mercury.

Unfortunately, time is running out, and Ryan hasn't had time to send shockwaves through this old man disaster. The whole facility turned bright blue. A psychedelic light show makes time travelers invisible to reality, assembly lines become glittering streams of data, ceilings become water, and floors become empty skies. The rain fell on the messenger, but the raindrops turned into blades when they hit his flesh.

Bullets, Ryan thought fearfully, and then suddenly remembered that he was wearing armor. Or at least, he knows he still has it, even if his feelings tell him otherwise.

The longer Bacchus' hallucinations affected him, the harder it became for him to remember what was real and what was fake.

"Your faith isn't that unshakable, is it?" The time traveler taunts those who torture him. "Or is it just a disguise that you can easily swap out when it no longer suits you?"

"You don't know what you're talking about." The pale blue world turned into a spiral, a vortex that sucked Ryan's soul away. "Don't you understand that my work is for the good of everyone?"

"Torturing people doesn't work," Ryan replied, a thought flashing through his mind. Bacchus believed himself to be an instrument of a higher power, chosen to accomplish a certain purpose. There is a vacancy. "You need wisdom and compassion to ascend. I know because they told me. ”

Bacchus' resolve faltered. In a short split second, no more than a second, the blue spiral turned into Andreas Tocke's face, his eyes flashing with madness and anger.

So Ryan gave him the fatal blow. "I guess you're too much of a Protestant to civilize me!"

A pair of strong blue hands grabbed the courier by the throat and began to strangle him. These hands grew bodies, and then heads.

"I'm going out!" The illusory Bacchus screamed, his face contorted into a monster with four eyes and two mouths as he spoke. "I'm going to run away!" I need to be free!"

Ryan tries to activate his time stops, but his brain hurts. His vision was blurred, and his fingers cut through his skull, tearing open his brain. Bacchus continued to growl, his eyes splitting into a nightmarish kaleidoscope. "I can't stand this reality!" He screamed. "It's all wrong!" It's all twisted, it's broken! Somewhere in your head there's the key, the door, and the way out—"

The illusion instantly dissolves into nothingness, and Ryan doesn't even need to let time stop.

The courier wakes up to find a group of undead crashing into Bliss's assembly line, two of whom are trying to remove his helmet with welding tools. Mercury watched the process from a safe distance, still believing that Ryan was influenced by his colleagues.

The messenger stopped time, forcing the undead to leave him and rush towards their necromancer.

"Shhhh

He punched the old man in the face hard, breaking his jaw. The ancient genome dropped his cane and fell on his back, completely immobile. His undead fell at the same time as him, and the yellow glow in their eyes vanished.

"I thought, I paid one less pension," the courier joked, almost tripping over mental anguish. As the armor tried to heal him, a flash of green Flux blinded him for a second. This helps a lot with fatigue but little for headache relief.

Ignoring the pain in his skull, the messenger checked the unconscious Mercury's pulse to confirm that he was still alive, and then continued his journey deep into the production center. He eventually made it to the room where Bacchus was holding the experimental prisoners.

Ryan found the priest writhing on the floor, scratching his neck, a sentient mist filling his lungs. The time traveler's gaze lingered in the cage around him, where the anesthetized test subject waited in his own feces with a vacant gaze. A pair of eyes looked at the Messenger with wisdom and great fear.

Bacchus' eyes looked up and disappeared behind his eyelids, but the messenger could still hear his breathing as the fog came out of his throat. "You've taken long enough," Ryan grumbled, and Bianca got back on her feet beside her unconscious victim.

"Spare me, it's hard to find him." His former vice president squinted at him. "You're all right?"

"My head hurts, but I feel worse." The plan was for Ryan to act as a decoy to attract Bacchus's attention, while Bianca sneaked up on him. The messenger's guess is correct, and it is difficult for a telepathic to notice a creature without a brain.

However, he did not expect the experience to be so painful.

"You're in trouble," Bianca said worriedly, then glared at Bacchus. "Why did you capture him alive?" I could have jumped out of his lungs as easily as an alien. ”

"I promised to bury him with this place." A part of Ryan's heart still wanted to pull his trigger. "But unlike some of the ivory maniacs I know, he didn't choose to be a monster. If the alchemist could heal Helen's broken heart the same way he healed Helen......"

And, since Ryan may not have a chance to do it all over again this time, he doesn't want to regret anything. A part of his mind would have been wondering if he would sentence a patient to death if he had another choice.

"It's too optimistic." Bianca shrugged. "But I'd say the same thing to myself."

Ryan looked at the front of the cage and stopped in front of a cage with a terrified teenager inside. "It's okay," the courier tried to comfort her as he ripped off the metal railing with his bare hands. "We're here to help."

Naginia didn't make any movements to escape from the cage, her arms were clasped around her knees all the time, like a fetus. She looked at the rescuers in horror with a red mark on her cheek. It was clear that someone slapped her not long ago.

It almost made Ryan regret letting go of the pastor's regrettable excuse.

"Bacchus and Mercury are eliminated," Ryan told the Shroud over his armor walkie-talkie, and the green flux finally eliminated his headache. "We have Naginia and test subjects, but she ...... Not very well. ”

The answer was not long in coming. "Turn on the megaphone."

When Ryan complied, Fortuna's voice came out, full of worry. "Naxi, are you okay?"

"Sister?" Nacinia's eyes were filled with hope. "Sister, yes...... Is that you?"

"Of course it's me, fool!" Fortuna paused. "What's wrong with you?" You sound ......"

"Yes...... Father Teucer, he ......" Nacinia held back her sobs. "After Mr. Geist disappeared, he wouldn't let me leave and took my phone. He wouldn't even let me see my dad. When I wanted to go home, he ...... He ......"

Her sister's voice turned to comfort and affection. "It's alright, Naxi. I'm here, we're all here. We're going to save you from this cursed place. ”

"But Daddy - - - - - - -"

"Daddy is a jerk," Fortuna interrupted. "Felix and I'll take you there."

"—Felix is back?" The poor girl couldn't believe it.

"For you, Naxi." The voice of the kitten's atoms came from the loudspeaker. "I'm here for you."

"They're all waiting for you outside," Ryan said kindly, holding out a hand to the child. In that moment, he is taken to the day when Lane found him under the ruins of his house, like a light in the darkness. "I'll show you."

Nacinia hesitated, but eventually took his hand.

With Mr. Bo's help, it took them a few minutes to evacuate the factory. Bacchus and Mercury are anesthetized and join Sparrow, Pluto, and the other seven-man killers. "Vamp" broke her neck, "Ma."

s" was blown bubbling. When Ryan handed Nasinha over to Fortuna, Nasinha gave her adoptive father a worried look, and Fortuna hugged her sister tightly. Felix watched for a while, until Nacinia cried, and then awkwardly joined in the hugs.

Ryan glanced at the Bliss Factory, an industrial facility full of death and destruction, and then gave the fateful order.

"Tear this place down!"

The giant Vladimir immediately slammed the stone walls of the fortress with his bare hands, and Bianca helped him with a shockwave. The building collapsed on its own, and its evil was buried forever.

"Lili," Ryan said, her voice heavy with concern. "He's coming."

He is. Sensors in Saturn's armor have noticed a spike in electromagnetic activity near the island. The air itself was choked by electricity, and red lightning pierced through the clouds over the island.

The Shroud placed a hand on the messenger's shoulder. "Ryan—"

"You've killed me more than he has," the courier quipped, then activated his jetpack. "I'll be fine."

The vigilante watched Ryan go without saying a word, but even though the courier couldn't see through his friend's glass helmet, he sensed the worry behind the helmet. He's not the only one. Shorty, Bianca, Doll, Felix, Mr. Bo, Fortuna, Timmy, Helen, and all the friends he has made in nearly twenty circles...... They looked at him and prayed silently.

They thought he wouldn't come back.

They may be right.

Ryan held his breath, suppressed his fear, and climbed higher and higher until the ruins of the Bliss factory looked no bigger than his hand. Smoke rose beneath him, and crimson lightning stained the blue sky red. Thunder echoed around the messenger, rumbling and terrifying.

A thunderbolt slashed over his head.

"I love the dramatic tension," Ryan said, looking up. "You do know how to play."

An ivory statue slowly descends from a cumulonimbus cloud, shrouded in a crimson aura of electricity. Even a glance at his face would hurt, but Ryan's camera allows him to see the angry, murderous look behind the crackling lightning. The ionized, white wind swirled at the feet of the discount god, making him fly.

Augustus did not stop at the height of the messenger, but floated a few meters in order to get a better view of him. "Who are you?" There was no trace of fear in his voice, but his clenched fists betrayed his anger. "I think he's the mastermind behind it all."

"My name is Ryan. Ryan Romano. "The courier heard a scraping sound coming from the backpack." People told me to save me, but what about you?"

Ryan raised his fist and struck a fighting stance.

"I think the King of Saturn would do it."

"Is this my Titan March?" His eyes squinted at Ryan with contempt and arrogance. "The first time you have the same name, it didn't end well. Today is no exception. ”

"Well, the good thing about starting over is that," Ryan replied. "They can turn failure into success."

"We are going to see how brave you were when you were crucified, and let us witness the death of the fools who came with you." Augustus' voice was as low as thunder, and his gaze was intense. "Let's go."

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