Immortal Path to Heaven - Chapter 1079: A Bet Between the Big Bosses

She pulled the trigger.Time shattered.And somehow… I survived.Kentaro Takamiya thought he was just another broke college student.Until the day a silver-haired girl appeared in his classroom, froze the world… and nearly erased him from existence.Now he’s the only human ever to survive contact with an Alberline.Beautiful, mysterious girls whose emotions are so powerful they can bend time, space, and reality itself.Some, like Halcyon, believe Alberlines can be saved.Others, like Cradle, see them as living weapons that must be destroyed.And then there’s Spire, a private force moving in the shadows, willing to burn nations to harness Alberline power for their own secret ends.Kentaro’s caught in the middle, with one impossible mission:Enter their minds.Make them fall for him… enough to save the world.And stop their emotions from tearing it apart.But with each connection, the truth unravels.The memories he’s lost begin to surface.Factions close in around him.And someone in the shadows is watching his every move, waiting for their moment to strike.Because Kentaro isn’t just syncing with Alberlines.He’s becoming something else.And if he loses control…it won’t just be his mind that breaks.It’ll be reality itself.

A silhouette of a man standing upon a boulder with the crescent of the moon shining behind him.

A kukri dripping with blood in one hand and a pistol in the other.

The image of burning flames surrounding him.

The countless mercenaries screamed as they saw this scene.

“It’s a demon!”

The Night Has Come, and kermesinus moon ascends in the sky.Hoarse whispers flow at the street corners, and brass steam machines spew out bloody mist.Your brain is singing a hymn, eyes are chanting a melody.Skin cracks, and flesh buds swell.Amidst the Mist, the wall of flesh that has devoured thousands of corpses wails endlessly—“Weep not, our players don't bite, they just want to play with you.”Annan, the lone strategist, the top player, the savior of the mist-covered continent, the leader of the Thirteen Saints, the friend of the Twelve True Gods, the king of pioneers, “the Just”, the Gatekeeper of the Fourth Calamity, the uncrowned deity, advised kindly.

In a realm where even the faintest shadows whisper untold tales, I came to realize that the forgotten often hold the most powerful narratives.As an avid admirer of the world's most beloved series, I never imagined that one night's rest would pull me into its very fabric.“Why on earth am I stuck in this world? And why, of all people, am I him?”I had become Arthur Nightingale—Class A’s most unremarkable student. A magic swordsman barely worthy of mention, ranked 8th among the first-years. A mere footnote in the grand story.Still, with this body’s abilities and my own insider knowledge, I figured I could carve out a peaceful life. Or so I believed.“This was the only way,” the voice repeated, resolute. “The only way to stop her.”Little did I know how truly unique Arthur Nightingale was—or the path this journey would force me to take...