Chapter 291: Chapter 195: The Long Overdue Complainant_2
At this mont, Lynn not only risked his body collapsing to change the fate of a Fifth Rank Legend, but he also had to personally kill Joshua.
For Tiya, her heart naturally abhorred the Fourth Prince to the extre, a dark scientist who conducted extensive human body experints in secret.
But he was, after all, a Prince.
If Lynn killed him, he would be branded with an indelible cri, with no reason to survive.
This was also what made Tiya feel panicked.
Therefore, when she saw Lynn raise his hand, she subconsciously scread out loud.
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“…Don’t!!!”
Her voice trembled with panic, as if the person before her eyes would vanish at any mont.
But Tiya was, after all, a step too slow.
Or rather, for that arrogant boy, there was no one who could change the decisions he made.
“Snap!”
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The mont that snap of the fingers sounded, Fourth Prince Joshua, who was just being protected in the corner, suddenly started twitching and writhing, foaming at the mouth like soone with epilepsy.
Seconds later, accompanied by an unpleasant odor of incontinence, his head slumped, and he lost his breath entirely.
An esteed Imperial Prince of the Empire had died so casually, amidst a deal and negotiation between a man and a demon.
Died under Lynn’s snap of the fingers.
He fell into a coma without leaving any last words or making any resistance, like a street dog kicked to death.
Ti seed to freeze at that second.
The angry and ferocious expression on Kushustan’s face instantly solidified.
It looked down slowly.
The monstrous body that had towered like a building only monts ago was now decaying and dissipating like sand.
At the sa ti, the powerful and abundant Demon Power, as if being summoned and urged by its original body, was rushing towards the spatial portal in an unstoppable manner.
Everything felt so familiar.
It was as if the scene from more than two months ago in the Soron Mountain Range was being replicated, perfectly reproduced in Glostit.
Could it be so similar?
It was only when his consciousness was being dragged away by an overwhelming attractive force that Kushustan snapped back to reality.
Through the chaotic spatial portal, its eyes that almost covered the whole sky, a gigantic crimson gaze, shot a look filled with hatred and murderous intent at Lynn.
Again, this had happened.
Again!!!
Regardless of how one looked at it, it was the stronger party.
If it ca to a head-on fight, even ten thousand Lynns would be casually eradicated by its hands.
Yet, just like last ti, this frustrating feeling of powerlessness made Kushustan nearly explode.
This was the first ti it had suffered setbacks from the sa person twice.
“Lynn Bartleion… I rember you now.”
In the end, Kushustan did not leave behind any morable harsh words.
It seed to have finally accepted its fate and through a great distance, as the spatial channel was about to close, it articulated in a low tone, gritting its teeth.
Much calr than imagined.
It looked like the next eting would be a situation of a fight to the death.
As the old factory returned to quietness, Lynn stood amidst the destruction and silently thought to himself.
At this mont, it seed he had made enemies with beings at the level of gods.
The King of Cruelty and the Bright Moon Goddess ten thousand years later.
Anyone else would have felt unprecedented pressure.
But Lynn remained calm.
Compared to those, he had more important things to do right now.
With a streak of light flashing by, the magician’s garb on his body disappeared, turning back into a Pine Card and falling into his pocket.
And at this mont, the price for forcefully using the Life Player mode beca evident.
“Crack, crack…”
With fine cracks appearing, Lynn’s body surface cracked like shattered porcelain, and a re breeze seed capable of completely breaking the precarious balance maintained inside his body.
But even so, he had no intention of dying here.
As with all Lynn’s actions so far, this incident was also a gamble.
A gamble that staked his own life.
And the wager was the trajectory of Tiya’s fate.
From the outco, with a 37.55% deviation in the storyline, it could be said he had won the gamble.
Not only did he rake in system points, but the Witch Miss might also have freed herself from the chains symbolizing the Bright Moon Goddess.
Even if not, she probably could at least return to the state before her Sealing was fortified.
Therefore, even though Lynn was close to death at the mont, he still had no thoughts of self-destruction.
After this, all he had to do was wait for Ivyst to co, and when she realized she was helpless with his symptoms, she would naturally seek help from the Witch Miss.
The Princess wouldn’t watch him die with eyes wide open, and the Witch Miss wouldn’t take this opportunity to blackmail her.
Regarding his safety, neither of the won would take it as a joke.
As for how to deal with the accountability from Saint Laurent VI and the Imperial Council that would follow, Lynn didn’t have much of a clue for now; he could only take one step at a ti.
So at this mont, the whole event was over.
Hopefully, when he awoke, he would be in the warm and cozy bed at ho, and it would be best if a beautiful elder sister was lying beside him, holding him dearly in her arms.
With that thought, Lynn’s body slowly leaned backward.
And then everything went black, as he lost consciousness completely.
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