Another World: My life is on the hook!

The surroundings fell into a deathly silence.

But Lynn paused for only a moment before his gaze returned to its usual calm.

"History has its own course. If this war is destined to fail, then it will fail. All I need to do is make sure that no one interferes with it."

The man in black robes fixed his gaze on his face and smiled:

"Oh? So do you think we intervened this time?"

hum-

Lynn didn't waste any more words with them. Facing the seventy-two Nightmare Demons, he drew his sword and charged towards them in an instant, his cold gazes piercing through them.

In this endless war of time, the only thing he could do, and had to do, was to drive them all out of the timeline of history, nothing more.

War broke out.

Lynn continued to demonstrate his unparalleled strength, which almost turned into a one-sided sweep and massacre.

He became increasingly adept at handling things.

Or rather, as the war continued, his control over the black fire in his hands increased day by day. Each encounter and confrontation was, in fact, a kind of tempering for him. Compared with when he first mastered this power, he had already reached a higher level.

The result is no surprise.

When the Blackfire appeared, despite their overwhelming numerical advantage, they were still no match for Lynn.

As one Nightmare Demon after another fell, and with Lynn paying special attention to the man in black robes, the situation they had during their first great battle—a near-one-sided massacre—was never repeated.

"Lynn, we'll meet again."

As the last Nightmare Demon was slain by Lynn's blade, the man in black robes withdrew, but the smile on his face remained unchanged.

"And this time, I believe it will be very, very fast."

hum-

As Lynn's blade, burning with black flames, slashed down at him, he vanished from the spot once again, just like before.

Lynn frowned.

He escaped too quickly, or rather, as the painter had said before, what descended upon this long river of time was merely a projection of himself. If he wanted to escape his current unfavorable situation, he could almost simply give up and quickly dispel this image, thus leaving the battlefield.

In this situation, even if you actually killed him, it wouldn't make much of a difference.

"But is that all?"

Zuo Zuo gasped for breath.

"So what can their repeated invasions change? Every time they are defeated by us, doesn't it all mean they've wasted their efforts?"

Linn said nothing.

Without sufficient supporting information, he also found it difficult to ascertain their true intentions.

But if the stalemate continues, it also means an opportunity for him to develop. So now he can only wait, either until their true intentions are exposed, or until he fully understands the nature of the black fire and leaps up to join the ranks of the true end.

He was also certain that this time would not be far off, and that each of these time wars was, in a way, a form of progress for him.

"But I still care about what he just said."

Lynn's gaze fell on her past self.

He clenched his fist slightly.

If he failed to win the war against the old gods in the predetermined course of history, then no matter how he developed afterward, he should eventually return to that predetermined path.

He was also constantly reflecting on the time war he had experienced during this period.

Make sure you haven't made any mistakes that would significantly alter the future.

"So, who will stop him next?"

Lynn said solemnly.

Or rather, even if no one stopped him, his plan probably wouldn't have actually succeeded in the end, because if he had really blown up the whole hell, how would he have appeared?

But now all he can do is wait.

That is to witness this history.

Zuo Zuo, too, held her breath, watching the figure following closely behind with trepidation.

The rolling yellow sand blew against his lonely figure. As he trudged step by step, he finally approached the huge rift valley. He stopped there, lowered his head, and clenched his fists tightly. You could even clearly see the trembling of his knuckles. He turned his head and looked one last time at the distant land.

As if he had made his final decision, when he looked up again, his eyes were filled with only a resolute determination and resolve to go all in.

Because from this moment on...

He will also bear all of this and do something that will change the course of the entire future for him.

He... will never back down!

that moment.

He pushed forward with all his might, taking heavy steps forward.

But almost at that very moment, Lynn's expression changed drastically, his pupils contracted violently, as if all the changes had begun with the step he had taken. Many blurry images began to appear in his memory, and the vast torrent of cause and effect seemed to have changed the entire future, rumbling and trying to alter and adjust him in sync.

When Lynn looked up at the long river of time, the future seemed to become a blur.

It's like the future is collapsing.

It's as if the course of history was drastically altered because of that one step.

"wrong!!"

hum-

……

Time was frozen at the second before he was about to unleash the true nature of those countless ravens.

The Time Godhood in Lynn's hands shone brightly, forcibly freezing the course of history at this moment when a major change was about to occur.

Without any pause, he rushed out of the river of time at almost the fastest speed.

But he dared not forget the heart palpitations and horror of that moment.

"My head, what's going on..."

Zuo Zuo exclaimed in alarm.

"there is a problem."

Lynn's eyes flashed wildly as he immediately began to examine the entire past timeline at top speed.

He wanted to find out exactly where the oversight had occurred, or whether he had made the same mistake he had made before. Because of his oversight, those nightmares had altered some part of the past history right under his nose, thus triggering this series of chain reactions once again.

"The future has changed."

In that blurry phantom just now, he glimpsed those non-existent memories that kept flooding his mind.

It's as if he really won this war of the Old Gods.

If he had actually taken that step, the massive, gathered torrent of ravens would have indeed blown up this entire hell in that instant, and history would have undergone a tremendous change at that moment.

Lynn transformed into a soaring raven, constantly darting back to the past, relentlessly scrutinizing it with gritted teeth.

But where exactly is it?!

What exactly went wrong?

The future is changing, which means that what he just saw was by no means a predetermined historical trajectory!