Another World: My life is on the hook!

In an instant, the entire end of time was thrown into turmoil. All the nightmares that had been shielded from that isolated island were disturbed by the ripples of time. They immediately understood what he wanted to do and launched a frantic, concentrated attack in their direction.

But everything was kept out of that time, because he was moving towards the past.

In the long river of time.

Lynn gritted his teeth and pressed forward, risking everything to carry the entire river of time forward.

And the figure at the end of time also came towards them.

And this was the last choice, the only choice left.

Because they won't wait until you connect with that future, because everything they do is to suppress him before the end of time.

"Head!!"

Zuo Zuo shouted loudly.

Because at that moment, she saw more and more blurry images emerging on Lynn's body.

That represents the changes of the past, which are gradually taking effect on you.

And finally.

boom--

It was like a silent explosion that resounded in Lynn's pupils, shaking even the entire reality he was supporting.

When Zuo Zuo looked back at the long river of history with trembling eyes, she saw the ripples that had spread through the past years. It was a huge explosion that had disrupted the past and deviated from the trajectory of time, like a bottomless void that suddenly appeared in the upper reaches of this long river. The eddies it created triggered a series of chain reactions in the entire river of history almost instantly.

This also indicates that the painter's final efforts and delays have failed.

The raven is dead.

With the death of that raven, one terrible paradox after another will emerge in time.

"No time! Brain!!"

Zuo Zuo reminded him hysterically.

that moment.

Lynn gritted his teeth and, braving the endless passage of time, moved forward step by step.

And with the explosion caused by that first paradox, it also foreshadowed that his life would officially enter its final countdown at this moment.

He can indeed survive under the black fire, but the moment all your will and past are erased, what remains is nothing more than a terrifying calamity with black fire as its physical form. He will have no consciousness, no self, and truly become the concept of the end itself.

And then the paradox exploded.

His will also began to be greatly affected, and the memories of that period instantly turned into a jumble of noises, screaming wildly in his mind.

This is not a change.

It's collapse!

And the moment the first paradox exploded in time, this chain reaction had already begun.

It was almost just a fleeting moment.

The second, the third, the fourth.

One paradox after another arose from his arrival in history, like a chain of collapses, sweeping towards him at an unimaginable speed along the trajectory of history.

And each time the paradox breaks down, it effectively erases a part of his past memories.

But is this the end?

Having come this far, having possessed everything and lost everything, enduring endless suffering to persevere to this end, how could he be content to stop here?!

"almost!"

Lynn's gaze was like iron as he suppressed the immense collapse and led the entire era forward.

He had already seen that figure at the end of time.

That was the final intersection of two versions of him belonging to different histories.

step.

Two steps!

This short distance feels like an insurmountable gap.

But it was at this moment that he saw countless pitch-black nightmares like locusts in the end of time, and he saw one after another familiar, hideous figures that he had defeated a thousand times, coming from the void outside of time toward the reality where he was.

At the same time, in the void of his reality, he heard that ethereal voice once again.

"The past is the past, so why cling to it?"

In the rumbling chaos of calamity, the figure stood in the void, his long robes fluttering in the wind.

He gazed at Lynn from afar, a smile still on his face, and spoke softly, but at this moment, his gentleness felt like a deadly blow and a funeral procession.

No one stopped him.

The painter is no good.

No one can.

Because he is both the agent of the end and the former Violet Lord.

He can manifest anywhere; history cannot limit him, nor can time stop him!

"Even if you can truly merge with him, you cannot change the choice you must face, because the moment you truly become the End represents a complete severance and break with the past, which is an inescapable dead end for you."

His gaze carried a hint of pity and sympathy.

“You cannot bring back the family and friends who died because of you. Even if you finally defeat my Lord, you will only be taking His place. But at that time, won’t you also be Him?”

"Rather than heading towards such a cruel fate, the current liberation may not be the best choice."

hum-

that moment.

His figure vanished like a phantom.

In the realm of reality where he existed, the immense concepts bestowed upon him by that calamity were driving him toward annihilation.

At the same time, in the void outside of time, the seventy-one Nightmare Demons also broke through the domain of the end of time, leading the endless shadows of nightmares, intending to annihilate him at this final moment.

This is a hunt.

After countless defeats, and after the near-eternal collapse of the Time War, they were finally able to launch their final siege against Lynn!

The time for reckoning has come!

"Left!!"

Lynn roared, his eyes blazing with fury.

At that moment, he gave all control of the black fire through his dream to the last person who was still with him.

"With me here, none of you are allowed to come near him!!"

In that desperate, tearful moment, Zuo Zuo howled with all her might. The instant she took control of the black fire, she launched a frenzied attack on the approaching army of nightmares.

From the moment she returned, from the moment she saw his head turn completely white, from the moment she saw him completely captivated, she had already made a vow in her heart.

this life!

Every lifetime!

She would stay with her head until the very end, because they were accomplices from the very beginning. No one was allowed to hurt her head, and no one could take him away from her!

The end is impossible, nothingness is impossible, and you are even less capable!

that moment.

The black flames surged, transforming into a raging, sky-covering wave.

The endless cluster of nightmares was blocked by the raging flames. She took the form of the black fire and crashed into the vast concept brought by the black-robed man. In the realm of reality, she gave it her all, transforming into form in the black fire, drawing her sword, and using the terrifying flames as a vessel, she blocked that figure outside the city of night in the light of her tears.

Each strike almost cuts everything in its path.

Filled with hatred, anger, pain, and endless sorrow, they launched a fierce attack on that figure.

"You are not him, you can't stop me."

The figure kept retreating, each time perfectly dodging her fierce embers. He still had a smile on his face, but there seemed to be tears in his eyes.

It was as if he saw that familiar shadow in her.

Just like once upon a time.

It seems there was someone who was willing to accompany him to the end, willing to shield him from endless sorrow and fire.

But his failure was like his inability to see the future.

"Actually, cutting off everything might not be a bad thing, Lynn. You bear this name, but why can't you see your fate clearly? Taking the person you care about most to your death, or leaving her behind, is also a kind of torment. Rather than this, you should have gotten rid of all these shackles in the past, instead of at this moment."

"Let her fight for you."