Another World: My life is on the hook!

And it was at that moment that Lynn finally understood what was happening here.

It was that Great Purge, the one that the Matriarch and the others had been talking about, the mechanism that reshuffled the entire universe at the end of each era, and the most terrifying reshuffle that all beings trying to reach the pinnacle faced before that calamity invaded.

The woman screamed desperately, trying to fight the jailer, but it was no use; the difference in strength between them was too great.

"The objective is clear."

As the jailer left, Lynn overheard the cold and cruel conversation.

"In World 241, there were three targets in total: a demigod and two world-class professionals. All of them have been cast into Hell. What's happening in the other places?"

"The cleaning is underway and is expected to be completed within fifteen days."

"Okay, please welcome me back."

As the jailer disappeared, Lynn raised his head with a furrowed brow, for at the same moment, he sensed the approach of countless terrifying creatures from the starry sky. They were like a swarm of insects and a mechanical colony, and this world was undoubtedly one of their targets.

Clearly, they are approaching.

The king who protected his people here has already been purged.

……

next moment.

When Lynn arrived in this era of hell following the chaotic fluctuations, he solemnly raised his head and saw the grotesque sky that was constantly being torn apart, and watched the wounded and falling people being pulled into this world.

They screamed, desperately trying to break through the sky as they plummeted, but were constantly dragged down by the scarlet chains.

The entire land was in chaos, with demons running rampant.

"Why?! Why!!"

"What crimes have we committed?! Why are you dragging us into the abyss of hell?!"

"We have never invaded any world, nor have we interfered with any civilization! Can't you see that?! We have always been committed to maintaining peace between our civilizations! For tens of thousands of years, it is precisely because of our restraint that the worlds have not experienced a cataclysmic interstellar war. What right do you have to destroy the order we have worked so hard to establish!"

"Hahahaha! They don't care what you've done! As long as we cross that line, we're guilty! As long as we touch the law, we're born guilty!"

Zuo Zuo trembled as she looked at the chaotic scene.

Some laughed loudly, some cried loudly, some frantically charged into hell, and some went mad.

But it had no effect.

Once you've come here, no one can ever leave.

"The Great Fall".

Lynn's gaze trembled, and his hand unconsciously clenched in his sleeve.

Although he already knew what was happening in the boundless past, this was the first time he had truly witnessed the earlier fall firsthand, and they probably felt the same hatred and pain as the Matriarch, Titan Brother, and all the family members he knew.

Zuo Zuo couldn't bear to watch any longer, her voice trembling and pale as she said:

"That's the past, so we can't change it, right?"

Lynn took a deep breath and clenched her fists.

"No."

Because you are the guardian of history, not the interferer of history.

Once you've chosen this path, no matter what has happened in the past, you cannot waver in the slightest.

Because if the past has changed.

That will inevitably affect their future existence.

What about him?

Lynn frowned and sensed again.

What about myself back then?

Where am I now?

And at that very moment, he suddenly saw a group of beings far away on the edge of the sea, completely different from those hysterical demigods who had fallen to the source. They stood on the seashore, gazing into the distance at the chaotic land. They were both indifferent and calm, as if they were looking at a group of their former selves.

But they didn't approach or make any sarcastic remarks; they simply stood there, gazing into the distance.

And it was at that very moment when I saw them.

Lynn's pupils dilated as if an earthquake had struck.

He saw one figure after another that seemed vaguely familiar, though they were so distant that he could hardly remember them. But he still… he still…

"The ancient gods..."

That moment had a tremendous impact on him.

For once, in that ancient phantom, he had glimpsed a corner of that old war, which was also the greatest wave of rebellion in history that had taken place in hell.

Even countless years later, it was still intermittently recorded in many ancient historical books of Hell, because it was the first time that the root of Hell's chaos was truly united and launched a war to charge against Hell. And after that, until his time, there was no more decent resistance.

It turns out he returned to...

His gaze became unfocused.

"that time."

And at that very moment, in the distant sky, the long cries of ravens echoed through the heavens.

They flew off to all directions, passing through the eyes of every source, but without exception, they vanished into the distant black mist, as if they were equally indifferent to everything.

And it wasn't until this point that...

The trembling light in the eyes of many of the victims faded.

Because many of them recognized them as ravens, because many of them recognized them as the ravens that had appeared in their world and brought them hope during the rise of their civilizations.

The raven, however, accompanied the jailer.

that moment.

Laughter, roars—many of the sources were plunged into utter chaos in the collapse.

They vaguely understood the truth, but what could they do?

The hope brought by the ravens and the despair brought by the jailers are both part of this vast mechanism. They will spread the seeds of civilization again after the main universe is destroyed and withered, and when powerful beings appear and civilizations reach their peak, they will bring down the cleansing of doom for them.

And what will happen to those civilizations that no longer have the protection of high-level powerful beings? They will certainly face a fierce backlash from other civilizations.

And that is history.

This is the cycle and recurrence they have orchestrated!

But the old gods remained calm and indifferent to all the turmoil and madness.

Because it was at that very moment.

Lynn, however, intercepted a message being conveyed to them by one of the ravens in the flock.

"endure."

……