Another World: My life is on the hook!

This encounter was incomprehensible and shocking to her. Even when Lynn directly told her that he came from that distant future and that he was not the monster they had just fought, she still didn't believe it at all.

Because all of this is truly too incredible. Although time is almost the only law that has not been violated in their world, even the most outstanding pioneers in the realm of time dare not traverse or disturb the established past, because the backlash from such an act is so great that it can kill any living being in an instant.

But after Lynn told her a lot about her, she became very suspicious.

The absurdity of it all left her speechless with shock.

"What a joke! This must be another trap or trick!"

She was only briefly shocked before she gritted her teeth again and struggled and resisted fiercely.

However, her strength had long been exhausted, and her body was broken and almost gone, so she had no way to escape Lynn's control.

And that's until Lynn reached out her hand.

When that wisp of black flame blazed up in his hand.

She was completely stunned.

The pitch-black flames, carrying a destructive aura and a hint of familiarity, should absolutely not have appeared in this dream...

"I want to restore you, but it's very difficult for me to do so now."

Lynn's voice carried a heavy emotion that made her feel.

"My fire can never be brought back."

At that moment, when she looked at that face, she saw her own trembling self in his eyes. His pale hair was like a huge destiny, a terrifying fate that would spread from now on into the endless future.

Because she knew the moment the black fire appeared.

It must have been that war.

As it approaches.

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"This is simply... bizarre! So you're saying you're from the future? You have the exact same face as him, and you're here right after he defeated us? But if you really are from the future, aren't you afraid of the backlash of time? Aren't you afraid that our interaction will cause unimaginable changes to the future?"

The woman in the red dress remained resistant, her eyes filled with distrust, her clenched teeth grinding slightly.

"I'm not afraid."

Lynn looked up, grabbed her arm, and despite her extreme reluctance, she was dragged by Lynn, taking a step out of the void and landing on this newly created planet.

"Let go! Let go!"

The disparity in their power was too great, and it was the first time she had ever felt so powerless, like a weak woman.

Until Lynn stopped.

"History has long been unrecognizable, Dreamweaver."

When Lynn turned her head, she saw the emotions flowing in his eyes. It was as if he had been suppressing them all along, but she still managed to catch a glimpse of that pain.

"In the future, I was unable to see you one last time."

"I'm very sorry."

Dreamweaver stared blankly at the tall figure before her.

The suppressed emotion in his eyes made her heart tremble violently, as if there were some cause and effect, which he had only experienced in the latter half, while she had not yet been touched upon at all.

Lynn didn't want to resort to force.

Or rather, even meeting them is not easy, because sometimes you can only watch from afar, and you can't let yourself into their lives.

The campfire crackled in the night breeze, and Lynn sat there silently, like a hunched old man.

His left hand seemed to tighten his clothes around his neck, the cold wind biting to the bone.

Even now, I still feel a sense of bewilderment and absurdity.

However, through continuous observation, he still discovered the difference between himself and that monster. Although they both had white hair and were both so powerful that they were suffocating, the monster's eyes were peaceful, while the eyes of the boy in front of him seemed to be suppressing countless heart-wrenching emotions.

They are not the same person.

"If you really are from the future."

"I'm hesitant," said Dreamweaver.

"Now that you've found me, does that mean there will be a karmic connection between us? Are we friends? Not enemies? If so, when will that happen?"

Lynn remained silent and did not answer her.

"Then let's ask another question."

Seeing that he was unwilling to answer, Zhimeng frowned and said:

"How did you master... master that black fire? Logically speaking, only we should be able to use this kind of power, and it's even a third-stage fire. I can tell you the truth, even we haven't been able to advance to that stage. In the training before our descent, the Sinful Fire was already the limit we could reach! How did you do it?"

This time, Lynn's gaze finally fell upon her.

"You taught me."

Dreamweaver paused, opened her mouth, and said:

"But I don't know how either... No... no..."

She immediately remembered.

She really doesn't.

But she might...

Or perhaps this was the biggest backdoor left to them by their ancestors when they passed down their knowledge, giving them, the psychic lineage, the opportunity to trace the past and find their way forward. But she understood that unless it was a critical period that truly affected the survival of the entire world, they could not use it or explore it.

"The future... He has awakened?"

For no apparent reason, Zhimeng felt waves of coldness wash over her, making her tremble.

Lynn gazed at the roaring campfire and said solemnly:

"That's why I've returned this time, even going so far as to meet you in history. I want you to trace back to a point before the Blackfire lineage. I want to know how your ancestors overcame that calamity. To be honest, even at my current stage, I still feel that I can hardly compare to them."

In every confrontation, every test, even with His agents, he could feel the immense pressure.

He is indeed growing, but the more he grows, the greater the sense of oppression becomes.

This wasn't the first time he'd experienced this feeling.

He had felt the same pressure when he faced the God-King before, but he knew that God-King would not kill him. But this time was different, because he only had one chance to try and fail. If he failed, he would really have nothing left.

Zhimeng stared intently at him, trying to see through his lie, but she couldn't.

"This is absurd."

"If you really are from the future, how could this be so bizarre? Because even if we really do end up fighting the Lord of the End, shouldn't it be the three of us? How could such a fate fall on... on someone like you, especially with a face exactly like his..."

How do I know if this is a trap?

Because in a sense, she had already equated that Great Lord with the Lord of the End, and the sudden appearance of this other person in front of her made it impossible for her to trust him.

Because the idea of ​​time travelers from the future is just too absurd.

"I'm in no hurry."

Lynn gazed at the campfire and said silently.

"How long I remain in this history will not change the future; I can wait patiently."

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