Lynn was silent for a mont, then murmured, "I’m sure."
At this mont, he seed to have sensed sothing about the origins of the great presence before him, as if he understood sothing.
Ten days ago, when Lynn resisted the divine punishnt imposed by the World Will, he finally heard the whispers of the Prisoner of Destiny again, echoing so clearly in the depths of his soul.
"To gain power, one must pay an equivalent price."
Indeed, every gift from fate already had its price marked in secret.
That day, watching Hillena sacrifice herself to let him live, Lynn finally understood what was truly unbearable.
Perhaps it was because Hillena had completely fallen in love with him, causing her to be deed a pawn by the World Will, so after Lynn took her first ti, the World Will did not impose another punishnt.
At this mont, Lynn slowly raised his hand, fingertips gently touching his chest, feeling the pulse of the true na within his bloodline—the na that had been etched onto his soul since birth, the anchor point connecting all his past and bonds.
"If soone must be forgotten..." his voice was as light as a sigh, "then let be the person who doesn’t exist."
Each word weighed like a thousand pounds, yet carried an undeniable determination.
He knew that when the sun rose in the human world tomorrow, no one would rember the na "Lynn"—like words on the beach, completely erased by the tide.
In the next mont, the threads of the Prisoner of Destiny pierced from the darkness, wrapping around the glowing rune on Lynn’s chest.
In the instant the true na was extracted, Lynn felt an unprecedented emptiness—as if a piece of flesh had been carved out of his soul.
But coming next was a surge of divine power.
Golden light burst forth from his body, every inch of skin revealing ancient divine marks.
Lynn lifted his hand, feeling the power to tear the heavens and earth rushing within him.
He lightly struck the sky with a palm, and the power of law and divinity exploded like a torrent, causing the once indestructible world barrier to shatter like fragile glass.
"Open for !"
Lynn inserted his hands into the space rift, forcibly tearing the crack into a stable passage.
Space turbulence cut countless wounds on his arms, but they were imdiately healed by divine power.
Just as Lynn turned to prepare to pick up Hillena, the entire sky suddenly twisted and deford, amidst the rolling clouds, countless black bolts of lightning swam like giant serpents.
"Boom!"
In the next mont, the thunderclouds in the sky condensed into a colossal eye, high above, staring down at Lynn. As the giant eye contracted, seven bolts of thunder entwined in black flas simultaneously struck downward. More terrifying was that Lynn discovered his divine power was being eroded by so kind of rule, and the divine marks on his skin were visibly dimming.
Clearly, this ti the World Will was not imposing simple divine punishnt, but true annihilation, intending to completely remove Lynn’s existence from the basic rules of this world.
"Damn it!"
The space passage, which was torn open with great difficulty, was about to break apart, and Lynn clenched his fist, with no ti for hesitation.
In the next mont, he quickly sent Hillena into the space passage, then swiftly removed the vine bracelet from his wrist and stuffed it into her palm.
"You must survive..."
He gently kissed Hillena’s forehead, using his remaining divine power to protect her, pushing her towards the other end of the passage leading to the human world.
Just as the passage closed, he saw a pair of dark bone wings spread behind Hillena, trying to break free.
But Lynn resolutely closed the space passage.
This ti, the World Will intended to annihilate him completely, and even Morgana’s embodint, a high-dinsional demon, couldn’t withstand it.
The lightning of doom had already descended, and Lynn opened his arms to et the world-ending divine punishnt.
"To hell with the World Will!"
Just as Lynn was preparing to give it his all and perish along with the World Will, a cold hand suddenly rested on his shoulder.
"Rather shatter like jade than be whole like tiles? Truly unexpected." For so reason, the voice of the Prisoner of Destiny sounded in his ear again, "But your story has not reached its end."
In the next mont, space suddenly warped, and Lynn felt a dizzying whirl.
When he stabilized himself again, he was standing on a land woven by destiny threads. The sky here was the purest white, countless translucent chains of destiny hanging down from the sky, each chain carrying glowing spheres—the incarnations of countless lives.
"Welco to my realm." Its voice was like the echo of countless ti points, "Here, every choice is a fork, every mont is eternity. Now, let us talk about... your unwritten destiny."
Lynn looked around without seeing the embodint of the Prisoner of Destiny, but a massive sky curtain appeared before him.
Within the sky curtain, he saw the scene from ten thousand years later again.
In the magnificent Pantheon, dozens of deities gathered.
Indeed, aside from their statues, their embodints also appeared.
Just like before, an immaculate, crystal-clear order chain extended from the palm of each statue, shimring faintly, hanging like threads from above.
They extended from all directions and converged at a certain point, where countless order chains trapped the Doomsday Witch here.
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