Another World: My life is on the hook!

The problem arose because of history.

This is something he has been paying attention to all along, and something that has puzzled and alarmed him for a long time.

Because if the war of time is inevitable, then where does it truly begin? At first, he thought it was the point in time when the God of Cause and Effect was kidnapped, and later he thought it would be the point before he ascended the throne of evil, but he still did not feel any changes from history and time.

At that time, he could only guess.

The only possible reason why I didn't encounter attacks from outside of time at those most important moments is that my future self suppressed their attempts to destroy my history.

Lynn's expression was calm and cold.

"Zuo Zuo, it seems we have no choice but to go back."

And now he gradually understands why they launched the Time War.

Because he has now reached the pinnacle of war history.

In this day and age, no one can rival him anymore. They are afraid. More importantly, if he truly embraces the essence of the Blackfire, it will be the greatest threat to the resurgence of their Lord of the End.

And now, they almost only have one way to solve their problems.

That is to swing the knife at one's own past!

"So now, have we finally become our future selves?"

Zuo Zuo was bewildered.

She thought of that white-haired man again, and of the unfathomable shadow of history they had once been unable to comprehend.

Lynn landed again, unmoved as a mountain, calmly sitting cross-legged in the square of the turbulent night city.

"Perhaps this is fate."

"If time must be closed for us to exist, then we have no choice but to intervene. We've already come this far, and we have no other option."

Zuo Zuo raised her hand and looked at his face.

She finally pressed down hard on his chest and gripped him tightly.

"Then let's go together! No matter what obstacles we encounter, Zuo Zuo will definitely stay with Tou Nao to the very end!"

She swears!

……

……

hum-

Accompanied by the long cry of a raven.

In the torrent of time, Lynn, with his divine status of time, once again transformed into the raven that travels through time, carrying Zuo Zuo, and soaring high towards the upper reaches of the river of history.

"Your brain! Can you really still time travel in your current state?! Will the black fire affect you? After all, the power you possess now is already highly incompatible with this world!"

In the rush of time, Zuo Zuo asked with all her might.

Lynn said calmly:

"Don't worry, what we're going back to is just our own will. And as things stand, my essence hasn't changed much. The cause and effect of the past still anchor me. Otherwise, they wouldn't have chosen to take action against my past."

He also had a feeling that if he wanted to truly transcend and not be bound by the past, he might only be able to do so after he truly embraced the essence of that end.

That's why I said it.

They chose the perfect moment to start the time war, because if they had waited any longer, they would have truly had no chance.

"Which point in time are we supposed to go to?! Brain!"

Lynn's eyes shone with countless rays of light.

"The one I least want to touch."

……

It felt like a fleeting moment, yet also like an eternal instant.

In the darkness, Lynn suddenly awoke. With the resounding opening of the coffin, the rotting carcass of a raven took flight, and countless streaks of light illuminated the vast underground space surrounding the opened coffin.

next moment.

The rotting raven transformed into a human form amidst countless black feathers.

With her white hair flying everywhere, Lynn slowly opened her eyes and stood up.

"here it is……"

Zuo Zuo's breathing became rapid.

He felt the layout here was very familiar, as if he had seen it before during his time in hell.

She quickly remembered.

"Isn't this the same layout as the underground cavern beneath Blackburg... and outside the City of Sin?! But didn't you say that all the ravens had been released by the painter before she was devoured??"

Lynn looked up and said:

"She was a wise woman. Since she had already experienced the war of time, she certainly couldn't have abandoned all the ravens. The fact that hell still exists in later generations is the best proof of that."

And this one...

Lynn gazed at the yellow sand that was now floating in his hand, his eyes flickering slightly.

In an instant.

Lynn had already traversed space and appeared above Hell, looking down at the enormous mountain that pierced the void beneath his feet.

This is hell, and the timeframe is right before he ascended that throne.

He was also very familiar with this place.

"This looks like the mountain you saw when you and the Joker first went to the jailers' headquarters!"

Zuo Zuo exclaimed in surprise.

Located at the very center of hell, she remembered that he sensed a raven's corpse in that place at that time, and little did she know that this raven's corpse would later become the vessel for their descent.

Lynn remained silent, his expression calm, sensing the anomalies emanating from the entire flow of time.

For an instant.

His gaze pierced the sky, traversing the entire world and penetrating the void, landing in the direction of the three sanctuaries that Sir Ewen had built to allow him to ascend the throne.

He clenched his fists.

"They're here, let's go!"

hum-

At that moment, he traversed space and crossed the entire divine realm in an instant, appearing in the sacred hall where the king ascended the throne.

He still remembers that moment when he stepped onto the throne that represented ultimate sublimation. Countless faiths from the entire main universe were gathered here, but in the end, they became his fuel, allowing him to ignite the black fire that represented destruction in his burning.

Countless purplish-black contaminants covered the sanctuary, and one after another, pitch-black and terrifying figures crawled out from the rift in time, ferociously crashing towards the door leading to the main hall of the sanctuary.

But it was in that instant.

White hair flying in the wind.

The moment he descended before the temple gates, his terrifying aura instantly forced the Nightmare Demons to retreat, their expressions changing drastically.

"You guys really are persistent."

Lynn's gaze was sharp as a knife, yet he remained unmoved.

The purplish-black time pollution and Lynn's disturbance of time caused time within the sanctuary to freeze completely.

The leader of the Nightmare Demons recognized him at a glance. Fear spread across his face, and from the massive time rift behind him, countless gazes about to break through the boundary shot in, carrying anger, surprise, hatred and countless other emotions as they fell upon him.

Inside the gate behind Lynn.

That is the throne he ascended.