Chapter 413: Chapter 246 Divine Ancestor Xiya Descends, Part Two
“Click clack—!!!”
With the sound of space shattering, Miss Witch, whose divine intuition was exceedingly strong, was the first to raise her head.
Following closely was the Bright Moon Goddess Tiya, whose brows deeply furrowed, subconsciously holding her chest, anxiously staring at the anomaly erging from the Divine Moon Gap.
“Soone…has arrived.”
The next second, the sky shattered like a mirror, and the chaotic streams from the void ravaged in all directions, creating a spectacle indescribable with words.
It was a marvel that could only form where reality and illusion intersect, much like the Aurora Borealis Lynn had seen in his past life.
Yet amidst such a wondrous sight, no one had the mood to admire.
Because along with it, ca a form of daunting power originating from a top predator.
It was an intimidating presence that could only be possessed by those at the pinnacle of the food chain, symbolizing infinity and domination, as vast as the cosmos; even the weather was changing, as a ferocious storm began swirling across the sky above the Divine Moon Gap.
Every entity opposing it would feel despair the mont they sensed its presence.
Staring at the figure suspended in the sky, Miss Witch’s expression suddenly changed.
Typically indifferent and serene, the Doomsday Witch now showed a shaken visage upon encountering such an entity.
From her eyes, Lynn read deeply engraved hatred and an unmistakable touch of despair.
It was his first ti seeing Miss Witch with such an expression.
Overpowered by the formidable aura, Lynn instinctively clenched his teeth tightly, looking up.
Accompanied by a deep, penetrating pain, warm blood trickled slowly from the corner of his eyes.
At this mont, Lynn felt as though he were staring directly into the sun.
Or perhaps, a dreadful existence even more deserving of the title “Divine” than the Bright Moon Goddess Beatrice.
One must not look directly at a God!
In just an instant, Lynn felt his soul assaulted by an unprecedented terrifying force, and he almost passed out.
Fortunately, at the crucial mont, two gentle hands suddenly reached out from either side, tightly holding his.
Though ice-cold and faintly trembling, they seed to imbue Lynn with courage and strength.
Ivyst and Goddess Tiya stood by his sides, left and right.
Clearly, with their standing and status, they realized the level of the entity they faced at rely a glance.
It was an indomitable presence that they could not resist in their current conditions.
Having thought he escaped from a perilous situation, Lynn found himself plunged into an even more terrifying predicant.
“So it’s you?” Above in the skies, the owner of the voice first set their gaze on Miss Witch, seemingly surprised, “I didn’t expect that even the eternal prison, acclaid as the ultimate sanctuary of the Pantheon, couldn’t fully confine you. You found a loophole.”
“If I hadn’t discovered it in ti, history might have truly been altered because of you.”
The overwhelming pressure descending from the skies made the energy form of Miss Witch, who had just fiercely battled with Beatrice, flicker as if ready to disappear from this locale.
After all, she presently was rely a Spirit Thought Body, maintaining her presence here solely by her obsession with Lynn.
Her face was pale, but her eyes sparkled with hatred and murderous intent, silently gazing upward.
Who exactly is it?
Hearing the other entity’s words, Lynn clenched his teeth hard, his heart racing uncontrollably, desperately widening his eyes, attempting to discern the majestic figure enveloped in the light of laws and power.
Yet, no matter what, he, a Second Rank Transcendent, could not clearly see the identity of the being before him.
The other party also seed to notice that below, a presumptuous ant was attempting to challenge his authority and uttered a light “Huh”, then looked downward.
That’s right.
He hadn’t even noticed Lynn’s presence the mont he arrived here.
As if he were rely a few pebbles beneath a giant’s foot—easily overlooked unless specifically scrutinized.
“So it’s just an ant, neck strangled by the threads of fate, struggling with all its might to leave traces in the long river of ti,” the voice ca from beyond the skies, majestic yet tranquil, “Too bad, all efforts are eventually futile. To prepay fate excessively, you don’t have many days left to live.”
“Is this the slight dissonance I sensed from fate… Boring, truly boring.”
He seed to be rcilessly declaring the fate of Lynn, as if talking to himself.
It’s him!!!
The mont he heard that voice, he recognized the entity’s identity.
Xiya Asolan!
But the being before him was not the current tiline’s Xiya; with his Fourth Rank presence, no amount of cheats could produce the current nace.
Thus, there was only one possibility.
After all, traversing the long river of ti wasn’t a feat solely achievable by Miss Witch.
Therefore, there’s only one possible identity for this being.
He is the Divine Ancestor Xiya from a hundred thousand years later, the key culprit who imprisoned Miss Witch within the Pantheon, and also the ultimate form of the original story’s male protagonist!
Realizing this, a deep sense of humiliation surged.
Lynn subconsciously tightened his grip on Princess’s and Goddess Tiya’s icy hands, eventually retracting the force he wanted to vent, rely clenching his teeth as if he was about to grind them to dust.
To be honest.
Since he transmigrated to this world, aside from the twisted relationship with Ivyst, Lynn could say he had never encountered a truly suffocating situation.
He would retaliate on the spot whenever he had grievances.
Be it against Dalion and Eunice of the Mosgla family, or his revenge at the headquarters of the substitute punishers on Councilman Blake and Fourth Prince Joshua.
Unless it was so insurmountable wall that he admitted he could never overco in his lifeti, Lynn did not think anyone could make him feel this way.
But now, such an existence seed to have appeared before him.
Damn it!!!
Damn!!!
Recalling the attitude in which He spoke, and the casual contempt, a rage like never before surged in his heart.
Quick, rember!
Rember if there’s any way to face the desperate situation before you!
Lynn, oh Lynn, if you don’t do sothing here, Miss Witch and the others… they’ll be in danger!
It was clear as day that the reason He descended at this point in ti was not with good intentions.
No matter what, the only outco between them was a fight to the death.
His teeth pierced through his lip, the taste of rust spreading inside his mouth, helping Lynn regain so clarity.
Yet even so, all that lingered in his heart was oppression.
All the ans he could use had been exhausted on the Bright Moon Goddess Beatrice.
But even so, compared to the future Divine Ancestor Xiya, how could the gap be anything less than a hundred-fold?
Why did he have to et the ultimate boss at this ti?
He originally predicted he still had two to three years, yet unexpectedly, that ti point had been unprecedentedly moved up to now.
Despair was written all over Lynn’s eyes.
Always dominated by reason and wisdom, he was acutely aware that he was in an absolutely helpless predicant.
“In a mont… I will create an opportunity for you.” It was then that Miss Witch spoke with a sowhat hoarse voice, “Don’t look back, take her and leave this place.”
As a prisoner of the Pantheon, caught making small movents across ti, the Doomsday Witch obviously knew the future Xiya would never let her go.
But nevertheless, Lynn, an ‘impurity’ independent from this world, was her last hope.
At least… to let him leave here alive.
“You…”
Lynn instinctively wanted to let go of his hold, to step forward and grab Miss Witch, but suddenly felt a red light binding his body.
He desperately turned his head and saw Ivyst had acted to restrain his movents.
Clearly, upon seeing Xiya, she had made the decision to sacrifice the Doomsday Witch.
This was not an opponent that could be overco by frontal confrontation.
Even the Imperial Princess, with her proud nature, ca to her senses in an instant.
“At this mont, there seems to be so tacit understanding after all.”
Looking at Ivyst’s action, Miss Witch raised her tender lips unusually, showing a faint smile.
However, the Imperial Princess couldn’t smile at all, replying with a deliberately harsh and acidic tone: “…Don’t die.”
Being high in the skies, Divine Ancestor Xiya noticed the subtle movents among them and spoke indifferently: “Don’t worry, none of you will escape.”
His calm gaze swept over Goddess Tiya and Bright Moon Goddess, but found that the won’s eyes had been fixated on that ant called Lynn from beginning to end.
For so reason, a hint of anger and restlessness surged up in His heart.
Fortunately, in the next second, it was suppressed by the cold indifference of Divinity.
Even so, the Divine Ancestor Xiya realized sothing was amiss and raised his right hand lightly.
If one had to encapsulate the Divine authority and style of each deity in a single word, then for Goddess Tiya it would be purity, and for Miss Witch, destruction.
But only the Divine Ancestor Xiya was different from everyone else.
Just like His authority and divine power.
Limitless.
And symbolizing the limitless was the endless expanse of the cosmos, eternal creation and destruction, though ultimately dood to cold silence.
As if to soothe the subtle emotion deep inside, the Divine Ancestor Xiya summoned the twinkling stars from the heavens, as if condensing into an infinite universe.
The next second, the stars fell from the sky!
It was a sight of despair akin to Doomsday.
Yet even so, a faint red glow still ignited on Miss Witch’s body, like a spark in the dark illuminating the eternal night.
“Leave here!!!”
Her eyes showed no fear, flying towards the sky like a moth to a fla.
This was the last scene imprinted in Lynn’s eyes.
After that, he completely lost consciousness.
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