Chapter 338 Purge Plan

The plot jumps to Roy using his immunity to death.

The plot jumps to Misaka Mina bringing Gore back from the execution ground. A bunch of people are guarding the exit watching them, laughing disgustingly, as if these two are some disobedient pets that need to be disciplined.

The scene jumps to Misaka Mina temporarily setting him aside, then casually taking a pen from her pocket and walking towards the gluttons blocking her way.

In this torture chamber show where the Eoubs gods gather power and retribution, the actors and the forbidden objects are just cards to be tossed and caught at will. Whoever has the most authority can come and play around in the arena for a while, doing whatever they want.

“Misaka-san, I think you should understand one thing,” a guy in the crowd said coldly. “We’re all members of the Asian branch. Let’s not even talk about how many times the Yingzhou branch asked us for reinforcements. You no longer have any authority to participate, so you do whatever the higher-ups tell you to do, and you watch the show however they tell you to watch. Now, get out of my way and let the ‘masters’ punish the disobedient pet.”

Gore stared at them, thinking he really needed to find a chance to kill them all.

Seeing their indifference, the other person laughed: "That's fantastic—"

Before he could finish his sentence, he seemed to encounter some unexpected situation, his expression widening as if he had just swallowed a mouthful of excrement.

Gore knew what had happened; he sensed it.

The entire base began to split.

This strange sensation rose from within and began to spread at an alarming, tingling speed.

He knew it all too well; Roy was trying to drag them all into a parallel universe.

This is a fucking massive purge.

So many parallel worlds, so... so there will always be a few high-ranking beings who can still be considered human existing in Eoubs, and what Roy has to do is make them exchange places.

At this moment, everything around was shrouded in the colors of warning lights, like a woman in labor experiencing severe bleeding. Starting from area A027, this fluctuation from the deep space spread rapidly like a contagious disease. In less than half a minute, the entire area shattered.

Gore heard the leader ask, "What the hell is going on here? Didn't the Special Operations Team lock up that lunatic Roy?!" Then he turned to look at Misaka Mina—who had a nonchalant, indifferent expression, completely unconcerned about falling into that kind of place. Well, even if she got stuck, she could find her way back; after all, A04 wasn't a level you could joke around with.

There was also a commotion among the high-ranking officers remaining at the execution ground. Some started to use all the communications that could still be maintained to ask them what had happened, while others tried to access the passenger elevators leading to the second wave level. But most of them just stared blankly at the scene of collapse, seemingly unable to think of any way to escape, and simply prepared their remains to await death.

Just then, the alloy floor shook violently again, and the entire ground sank downwards.

Someone screamed in the distance, their voice panicked, like a mentally challenged person lost in a garden.

Gore heard them shouting, "Damn it, immunity from death? This madman is really going all out, isn't he?!" and "I just contacted those in charge, and they mean... just follow Roy's instructions."

In those few seconds, the right side of this vast, cold base turned a deep, almost blackish red. All the survivors were covered in what looked like clumps of fungus that were beginning to crack. The crimson blood permeated everything; this wasn't like a flame that would cause prolonged pain. It was far more deadly and devastating, growing layer upon layer from the void, gradually covering the entire area like scabbed blood.

Misaka Miin suddenly started singing in Japanese. Gore couldn't understand it, but he could sense that she was in a strangely good mood.

He looked up again and could see the top of the sky that had appeared, inside which some kind of spider web-like lightning enveloped the entire branch base. They gathered in clusters, like maggots constantly gathering in rotting flesh.

Gore knew what this was—a defense system that had been set up here by the chief of staff decades ago, supposedly hoping it would never be needed.

That was one of the earliest projects developed by researchers specifically targeting large forbidden objects, but the details afterward were completely hidden. Roy had told him about it before; in short, once it was activated, it meant that a certain base would be wiped off the map.

It's a beautiful scene of the end of the world.

Gore was stunned for a long time before finally laughing.

He opened his arms wide, as if he were using all his strength to embrace this long-awaited destruction.

The entire world is being pulled into different levels of the universe.

They're bound to scream during the replacement.

The plot jumps again.

The scene jumps to Roy, covered in blood, calmly walking into the passage.

With a clear goal in mind, he turned several corners, stepped over the corpses, and moved forward amidst panic and curses, his steps remaining steady.

Two minutes later, he walked through a corridor codenamed "27 Faces" and quickly arrived at a double door. He verified his iris, and the machine immediately showed that he had passed.

Rows of culture tanks stood empty in the darkness. Then, motion-sensor lights came on, the ground began to tilt, and the shadows of the newcomers stretched out as they tilted, like ghostly figures.

The plot jumps to Roy obtaining supreme authority left behind by a certain pioneer.

The plot jumps to the point where this permission takes effect.

The scene jumps to him sitting amidst corpses and blood, glancing contemptuously at the camera above his head.

He glanced at the racks, the corpses, the forbidden objects still trapped in the control room, and the group of people with inherently greedy eyes.

at the same time.

The defense system covering the entire base has been breached.

This scene is unprecedented.

The world has long been at peace for the powerful and wealthy.

He calculated every detail, every possible unexpected factor, down to the second, allowing no room for error in the plan, and began to act with maximum efficiency and ruthlessness.

Roy did not make a mistake.

He has always wanted to do these things.

The same scene unfolds within each continent, as this madman has already contacted his counterparts in other parallel worlds, intervening in an attempt to save this rotten and stinking world.

He almost reached perfection.

There is no longer a need for any "repayment forums" or those "Judgment Day" assassinations.

There is no need for any powerful or influential people.

In this "incomparably peaceful" Eoubs circle, even the top executives could not guard against such a scheme. There had been no turmoil for too long. Who would have thought that an A-level operative had been planning a purge for so long?

The old order is about to collapse.

This is Roy's greatest gift to those lucky ones who emerge from the Mirror of Eternal Dreams.

Then, the story jumps to the Mirror of Eternal Dreams.

It's time for everything to come to a conclusion.