Another World: My life is on the hook!

hateful!

At that moment, he kept reliving every battle of time in the past, constantly trying to find even the slightest, inconspicuous change within them.

but.

In almost every war, he would arrive at the exact same moment those nightmares descended, nipping their invasion in the bud.

But if he didn't make a mistake.

Then why did such a huge change occur just now? Because all these signs clearly told him that history was indeed adjusting to a completely different trajectory.

If that's the case, then where does the problem lie?!

His brains collided violently.

More importantly, with the future already becoming blurred, he has no way to travel to the future to explore it, because perhaps with just a slight touch, you will directly accelerate the entire historical change, and you will step into the trajectory of that altered future.

Linn gritted his teeth.

He began to calm himself down, observing and analyzing the entire historical trajectory almost minute by minute.

If it weren't for their interference...

But what is the reason for that?

It can't be said that history itself made changes and adjustments in the past, can it?

I must have overlooked something.

I must have overlooked it...

Almost at that moment, Lynn's pupils suddenly dilated, and he seemed to vaguely see something in that past history.

"Raven..."

If it wasn't due to those nightmares, could it be due to my own actions?

Because almost every time he appeared in history, it was through the help of a raven. In other words, during this period of history, he almost always appeared inside a living raven and took its place at that point in time.

Will my arrival change those ravens?

He tried to begin exploring.

As he observed the trails of the ravens that had carried him through each of his time wars, his fingers suddenly trembled.

Because he found it...

He found the problem.

"It's because of me."

"What do you mean?"

Zuo Zuo said, stunned.

At that moment, Lynn felt only immense absurdity and horrification. In that instant, he even began to understand why those nightmares would carry out this unlimited, seemingly meaningless, time invasion.

"Zuo Zuo, do you believe it? The reason may not be anything else, but it is precisely because of my repeated arrivals that history has been given a variable."

Linn raised his head and said.

He has found the root of the problem.

In those nearly several thousand years of his existence, he was mostly carried by the corpses of ravens, so he did not discover the problems contained within them.

However, this time period is different.

Because they were all living ravens.

Each of his arrivals was like a flood to them. He could indeed control his will to the extent that their souls could bear, preventing their souls and bodies from collapsing due to his wanton arrival. However, he overlooked the positive effects.

"If my will doesn't burst them apart, it's a kind of nourishment for them. With perfect compatibility, plus the existence of my dreams, every time I descend into their souls, it means an expansion of their souls."

Lynn opened his eyes and said.

For the ravens, the power of the Firstborn is an inherent power within their souls, and each time Lynn descends, he is actually indirectly increasing their strength.

Although very small, it can even be ignored.

However, if you combine all the ravens that he has descended upon, the resulting power-up would be terrifying.

Zuo Zuo said blankly, "But... if it's just like that..."

Lynn glanced sideways and said, "If it were just like that, it might not have any too terrible impact. But Zuo Zuo, don't forget that in this era, every raven will have their souls merge and share with each other. This is what I have always been doing in the past. And this sharing can easily make them amplify the little bit of expansion I have made for their souls during the merging process."

And that's terrifying.

Because the capacity of the power of the Firstborn is, in a sense, entirely dependent on the size of their souls.

And so on.

When countless small things come together, and when countless unintentional events are propelled by coincidence, they will eventually evolve into an inevitability.

Lynn took a deep breath.

"If I'm not mistaken, in the established history, even if he could ignite and detonate all the ravens here, it wouldn't be enough to have a devastating impact on Hell. But the subtle changes I've made to the raven colony have increased the likelihood of his decision succeeding."

And sometimes history is like that; even a single snowflake changing position can potentially roll into a huge snowball in the future.

Zuo Zuo's face was pale as she said, "This...this...are you really sure it's because of this?"

Lynn said in a deep voice, "There may be other factors, but judging from the current situation, my arrival itself does indeed play an important role in this cause and effect."

But what really makes him uncertain now is...

Was the man in black robes involved in this?

Because, in fact, this unrestricted nightmare invasion has objectively amplified his alterations and influence on the ravens throughout history.

And if you say.

This also stems from their calculations.

Then he really felt a chill run down his spine.

"So what should we do now? If this is an effect brought about by our very descent, then how... how should we adjust it?"

Zuo Zuo asked urgently and tremblingly.

Lynn remained silent for a long time. When he looked up, all he saw was a massive fate looming over him.

Because the fact that he came into being is something that cannot be changed.

His original intention was to prevent history from being altered.

But unintentionally, he became the culprit behind this historical change.

"Zuo Zuo, if our actions have indeed changed history, then there is only one way for us to reverse it."

Linn whispered.

"You mean..."

Zuo Zuo stared at him blankly.

"Do you remember the phantom we saw during the War of the Old Gods? The first time we saw that white-haired man, we... always felt that he... looked a lot like us."

Lynn's gaze fell on the exact moment he had forcibly left.

"Perhaps there is no predetermined history at all, because from the moment we step into this history, we have become a part of it, and if we want history to become what we remember... then we can only fill in the missing parts."

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