Another World: My life is on the hook!

"Not even close!"

Once again charging towards the battlefield at the end of time, Lynn returned coughing up blood, panting heavily, his body almost broken, but his eyes burned with intense emotions.

Because he had gained a huge reward again.

Upon his return, he didn't hesitate at all. He immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, pushed back the order of the entire dream, and then once again manifested the raging black fire.

With each war, his understanding of the nature of the end times also rapidly deepened.

"I don't know if it's just my imagination, but the more I fight against Him, the more I feel that my fire and the power that calamity gave Him are very similar. Although they are expressed in different forms, there are just too many similarities."

After Lynn reenacted the dream, his expression became hesitant.

Because in a sense, at this stage, he and that calamity were actually only one step away from the true end.

Because He has not yet been resurrected.

Lynn still possesses the essence of this order.

This further fueled Lynn's suspicions about His true origins, because if we look at the entire history, from His deep immersion in this vast dream to the present in the distant future, His path seems to be the same as his, constantly alternating between order and disorder, further exploring the essence and mystery of this end.

What the Reincarnation God King witnessed was perhaps this history.

But if that's the case, how can you say that he is the end itself?

"He must have had a birth and an origin. He is moving step by step toward that true end. Perhaps He almost reached it, but then fell back to a lower level?"

Lynn frowned, deep in thought.

Because if He was already in His perfect form from the beginning, how could His ancestors, who were the dream weavers throughout the ages, have been able to defeat Him?

"Perhaps it's necessary to go back again."

Lynn looked at his palm and muttered to himself.

Because if anyone in this entire history has a sufficient understanding of the Lord of the End, it can only be...

……

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[The early New World, a certain ancient period]

hum-

The massive wave that erupted in the void was like the explosion of a supernova that swept everything, but in reality, in terms of the scale that could be seen, it was a violent explosion that could be ranked among the most powerful in history.

When Lynn arrived here, the war was in its final stages, and this place was located on the edge of the main universe.

And the point in time he was in was the end of the War of Heaven.

Lynn stood in the void, solemnly watching the terrifying energy catastrophe. The scale of the triune power that was unleashed was such that even the God-King of the old world would probably find it difficult to withstand even a single strike.

"It was after this war that the Great Lord truly became aware of the existence of the Lord of the End."

"All the history that followed arose from this."

Zuo Zuo gazed into the distance, overwhelmed with shock and disbelief. She opened her mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.

And it was also during this war.

Dreamweaver, Ether, Blood Pivot.

For the first time in the endless years, the three outsiders reassembled into a complete trinity. Judging from the power they possessed, they had actually reached the level of the Sinful Fire. However, judging from the outcome of this war, they were probably severely injured and disintegrated by the Great Lord's avatar before they could truly use the Sinful Fire.

"Your head, what you want is..."

“She once said that their lineage only went up to the stage of the sin fire, and it was not further sublimated but passed down. What she later found was the cruel ritual that she glimpsed through her own spiritual energy.”

Lynn gazed into the distance in the direction where they disintegrated and took a deep breath.

"But if we can trace it back further, then perhaps..."

He clenched his fists.

"Let's go, we should go and meet her."

……

……

The turbulent void frontier of the main universe lies in the direction closer to the chaotic frontier.

A figure in a red dress was painfully flying towards the border amidst the aftershocks of the disintegration. Although she had tried her best to repair her psionic nature, the devastating effects of the forced disintegration still left her unable to move, and she could only drift with the wind in the chaotic energy flow.

"Damn it...that guy...that guy doesn't even realize he's bringing about the birth of a terrifying being..."

If only we could have come a little earlier.

If we had realized sooner what was happening in this terrifying dream, things might not be like this now.

She was breathing heavily.

But she knew it was all too late.

Or rather, even if they could arrive 100,000 or tens of thousands of years earlier, they probably wouldn't be a match for that guy. Since their lineage began, the three guardian families have long been in the most severe decline in history due to fierce internal strife and changes in the political situation.

This arrival was only the result of compromises among many parties; they could no longer be as united as before.

Dying?

She struggled to lift her shattered eyes and gaze at the chaotic frontier that the massive aftershocks had swept her toward.

She refused.

Even if they manage to survive, it would likely take an endless number of years to recover.

Her broken body drew ever closer, just as she thought her life was about to end in that chaotic and disordered realm.

She suddenly opened her eyes.

She felt a familiar force envelop her entire body, stopping her in her tracks, as if a strong hand had grabbed her shoulder. When she turned her head with all her might, her eyes widened in shock, and the joy of being reborn instantly turned into immense fear.

"It's you?! Let me go! Let me go!!"

She clenched her teeth, trying to struggle and break free from his hold, but she was powerless to do so.

"Are you here to kill me?! Even if you kill me, it won't matter! You damned phantoms of dreams have no idea what kind of world you're in! The moment He awakens, both you and this world will vanish into nothingness! You blindfolded monster!!"

She was very emotional.

There is no doubt that the war had a huge impact on her.

Because the strongest power they displayed as a trinity was defeated in an instant, she simply couldn't imagine where his power limit was, because even that guy was... just an incarnation that descended from a dream.

Linn said nothing.

He just stared at her for a long time, his eyes filled with a multitude of emotions she couldn't understand at all, and the hand gripping her shoulder seemed to be welded shut, making it impossible for her to break free.

"Long time no see, Dreamweaver."

In a trance.

She stopped moving.

She stood frozen in that chilling void.

because……

How could he know.

Your own name.

……