After leaving Ivyst, Lynn went straight back to his room.
Though it felt like a long ti, in reality, he had spent just over half an hour with Ivyst.
The night was still long, allowing ti for other activities.
With this in mind, Lynn lifted the velvet carpet beside his bed, revealing the wooden floor beneath.
Even though a day had passed, the ritual array drawn the previous night was still faintly visible.
Not only that, but the leftover extraordinary materials could barely support another prayer ceremony.
The only problem was that the Holy Relic seed a bit outdated, its rose fragrance had faded significantly, and he wasn't sure if it would still work.
After arranging everything with practiced ease, the sa ceremony as yesterday began once more.
Following the previous procedure, Lynn started to pray.
This ti, he had just finished his prayer when a cold, fierce wind spontaneously materialized in the bedroom.
The extraordinary power, filled with mixed spirits, and spatial turbulence whipped around, causing Lynn's clothes to flutter noisily.
With the Rank of the future Doomsday Witch, even though she was sealed within the Pantheon by the gods, the remnants of her power could still accomplish so astonishing feats.
Moreover, Lynn was probably the only one who had prayed to her across the tiline in the last one hundred thousand years.
So she paid extra attention.
Having this thought, a familiar force pulled at him and drew him forward.
...
Upon returning to the Pantheon, Lynn quickly walked towards the black-gowned witch trapped by Chains of Order descending from above.
This was unlike yesterday.
This ti, the woman with white hair and red eyes wasn't reading.
Instead, she sat with her legs crossed, reclining on the stairs, gazing blankly at the roof of the Pantheon, her long, white hair flowing on the ground like a stream.
Silently looking at an incomplete planet weapon through the illusory sky screen, it was unclear what she was thinking.
Hearing Lynn's approaching footsteps, she blinked and ca back to reality.
Then, with an expressionless face, she sat up and looked at him.
"You really are tedious,"
The End Witch stated coldly.
"Sorry, Miss Witch," Lynn shook his head and changed his address, "To make sure you rember , I had to resort to this."
And it clearly worked.
This ti, the na "Lynn Bartleion" was no longer unfamiliar to the End Witch.
Lynn casually opened the system.
[Character Na: The End Witch, Ivyst]
[Plot Level: S]
[Plot Deviation: 0.10%]
Indeed.
Different from last ti.
This ti, her plot deviation rate had genuinely changed!
Though slight, it was enough for Lynn to affirm that his conjecture wasn't wrong, and the ripples of fate had indeed reached one hundred thousand years later!
But... fewer than expected.
After all, Ivyst had increased the plot deviation by a whole 1.00%, yet when refracted to one hundred thousand years later, it shrank tenfold.
It seed that the world's will's redial force was stronger than he imagined.
Not only that, if this ratio was used as a reference, even if he maxed out Ivyst's plot deviation, he could only enhance the Doomsday Witch by up to 10%.
Lynn frowned.
Plot deviation wasn't a constant value.
Under the effect of correctional forces, it could diminish at any ti.
Maximizing Ivyst's plot deviation didn't an it would remain constant over the next one hundred thousand years.
Perhaps, besides changing her own destiny, in such a vast span of ti, Lynn would need to change far more.
He would have to get involved in those major events related to the gods and reverse everything.
Perhaps only in this way could the Doomsday Witch reach a perfect conclusion.
But... what did that have to do with him?
He was planning to escape soon anyway.
The current Lynn wasn't thinking that far ahead.
The reason he worshiped the Doomsday Witch was rely that she could provide him with initial strength.
The early stages were relatively easier to advance through, allowing him to genuinely complete the ascendancy trials she had set.
Once he reached the later stages, the foundation he had built could co into play, and by then, changing his allegiance would give him a lot of maneuverability.
At that mont, Lynn suddenly heard a system notification.
[The plot deviation of S-level character "The End Witch, Ivyst" has increased to 0.10%.]
[Due to the special significance of this character at the current ti point, reward points will be calculated at 10 tis.]
Hearing this, Lynn gasped.
A tenfold calculation?
Normally, for each 0.01% incrent in plot deviation of an S-level character, he would gain one system point.
By this calculation, hadn't he just earned a whole 100 points?
Well, now he had another temporary reason to help her.
To farm points!
A massive amount of points!
With this thought, Lynn wiped the corner of his mouth to suppress his greed.
"Miss Witch, may I beco your follower this ti?"
The End Witch, expressionless, replied, "No."
"And the reason?"
Lynn wasn't surprised.
"I'm about to die," she looked up at the sky. "What are you expecting from soone who is about to die?"
After a mont of silence, Lynn slowly spoke, "No... in my view, you're not about to die, you just don't wish to live."
The End Witch coolly answered, "What's the difference?"
Lynn shook his head. "Since you rember my na, then you must also rember what you told yourself that night."
The End Witch remained silent.
For Lynn, that was rely an event that had occurred a few minutes ago.
"You personally told not to think about seeking death so capriciously," Lynn spread his hands, "Once a person dies, there's nothing left."
At these words, the woman with white hair and red eyes revealed a cold smile.
"Don't you know that you should only believe half of what a woman says?"
Lynn sighed. "Sorry, I would like to correct you on that saying."
"Firstly, you are not a woman..."
The End Witch looked coldly at him.
"...but a goddess, the most flawless goddess in the world." Lynn gasped as he said the latter half, "To beco your follower is the honor of my lifeti."
Upon hearing this, she was stunned for a second, then seed sowhat unable to bear his sparkling eyes and slightly furrowed her brows.
"Secondly, I think you don't really want to die."
Upon hearing his words, the End Witch shook her head, "If you want to quibble, then..."
She hadn't finished speaking when Lynn interrupted her.
"Why then did you respond to my prayers?" he asked seriously, "Was it rely a whim, wanting to find soone to chat with, and that's why you spared no effort to cross an entire hundred thousand years, bringing here?"
"..."
His words plunged her into silence.
Seeing this, Lynn raised his voice slightly, "Miss Witch, I knew you a hundred thousand years ago, so for , this is not a fortuitous eting but a fated reunion."
"When I was rejected by the gods and had nowhere else to go, you chose ."
"Since that is the case, now is the ti for to repay you."
"The past cannot be replayed, the future can be changed... For the past , your present is my future."
"And as it turns out, as long as the inertia is enough, fate is never unchangeable." Lynn looked at her earnestly, "So, I hope you will give the chance to alter your future."
"Given that the situation is already this dire... Since that's the case, why not give it a try?"
Lynn stared at the white-haired woman chained up.
She seed to quiet down too, slightly lowering her head as if thinking about sothing.
The Pantheon sank into a prolonged silence.
Ti ticked away by the second.
When the End Witch finally raised her head again, several minutes had passed.
Instead of the previous coldness and lack of emotion, this ti, her eyes held a trace of hard-to-detect emotions.
She seed sowhat confused.
Confused as to why this man was so determined to worship her.
Even though she was just a failure toyed with by fate, a puppet dood to a tragic end.
"Do you really want to beco my follower?"
She asked softly.
"Of course."
"Even though, over these hundred thousand years, not a single one of my followers has t a good end?"
"That's right."
His certain words left her sowhat speechless.
The young man's persistence seed far beyond her expectations.
Lynn was a bit nervous.
His success or failure hinged on this mont.
"Fine." Unexpectedly, this ti, the End Witch did not refuse, "I agree with you."
With that, she lightly lifted her wrist, and a bright red light suddenly appeared on her palm.
Before he could react, the light darted out like a shooting star, instantly streaking across the sky and hitting his chest.
Seeing this, Lynn wasn't surprised, nor did he resist, but instead chose to silently endure.
Accompanied by a strong impact and heat, he closed his eyes.
At the sa ti, a crimson glow suddenly blood in the originally dark and barren inner world of his!
The light was so dazzling, like creating heavens and earth, it dispelled the darkness and chaos, guiding his previously obscure soul, and clearing the confusion and uncertainty in his heart.
Suddenly, Lynn heard a familiar system notification sound next to his ear.
[Congratulations to the host for successfully activating the faith—The End. From now on, you can spend system points to ignite new Divine-given Factors by yourself.]
Success!
Feeling the powerful strength within him, Lynn couldn't help but shout in his mind.
At this mont, he had successfully ascended to beco a First Rank Transcendent.
[Na: Lynn]
[Race: Human]
[Age: 17]
[Faith: The End]
[Rank: First Rank]
[Extraordinary Abilities: Lie Swallowing—First Rank/Thorny Crown—Second Rank]
[Divine-given Factor: 1]
[Remaining System Points: 283]
His panel had received a qualitative upgrade.
Moreover, upon sensing the form of the Divine-given Factor within him, Lynn's heartbeat sped up slightly.
If the factor that Milani had passed on to him before was just a speck of dust, then the one before him now could rightly be called a small sun.
They differed as much in terms of intensity and rank, and the enhancent and sustainability it brought to Lynn were incomparable.
It was even stronger than the Divine-given Factor from the Lord of Billion Stars he rembered from his mory!
With that, the great stone that had been pressing on his heart slowly fell to the ground.
From this mont, whether he was considering escaping from under Ivyst's hands or returning to perform a revenge saga in the Imperial Capital as the son of a Marquis, Lynn now had a very solid foundation.
Who said he had a system?
Considering this, the good-tempered Lynn suddenly bowed.
"Miss Witch, please grant the Ascension Trial to upgrade to Second Rank."
Although he had just advanced to a First Rank Transcendent and still had a long way to go, he decided to prepare in advance.
From his mory, the Second Rank Ascension Trials consisted of four components.
So were relatively simple, but so were difficult and very draining. At that ti, it took him a full six months to successfully upgrade to the Second Rank.
That was a relatively fast pace.
Upon completing each trial, he would be granted new Divine-given Factors or so Extraordinary Items to enhance his strength.
The difficulty of the Extrordinary Trials beyond the Second Rank would spiral upward.
Thus, the highest he could quickly reach for now was just the Second Rank.
Noting Lynn's confidence, the End Witch seed sowhat inconclusive.
"I need you to help kill an enemy nad Kiaosty."
Looking at the young man who had just beco her follower, she spoke indistinctly.
Lynn nodded, "Please tell more detailed information about this person so that it would be convenient for to investigate when I return."
For so reason, he vaguely felt that this na seed familiar.
"His real na is indeed Kiaosty."
"However, He also has several other widely known honorifics," the End Witch rested her chin in her hand, her expression calm, "Such as, Sky Dominator, Pale Demon King, the Light at the Dawn of Chaos, and..."
"...the Lord of Billion Stars."
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