Another World: My life is on the hook!

Outside the castle, the towering city walls before the blood moon disappeared had now turned into shattered wasteland.

And with the complete disappearance of the blood moon, all the angels and demons that had existed before have now turned into ashes.

"have what?!"

"What appeared!"

The self-bound angel stared fixedly at the empty wasteland ahead.

She can't see it.

But the palpitations that seemed to come from the depths of her soul made her feel that her whole body was trembling uncontrollably, as if something extremely terrifying was standing in front of her, but she could not perceive it.

Avril said nothing, and in her eyes, at this moment, the wasteland in front of her.

The dense purple-black cracks looked like a window oozing pus from torn apart the entire space.

Black gas surged out from it.

But she knew.

That's not a crack in space, that's a crack in time!

She could feel that something was crossing the dimension of time little by little and stepping into this point in time that did not belong to them.

Hua la la la——

Inside the rift, she saw dark eyes peering in, and saw the flowing flesh and blood aberrations.

Amid the gurgling sound of wriggling, she saw a body like a giant snake pouring out of one of the cracks. Its lower body was like a snake, but its upper body was that of a human. Dense cysts covered its body, and in the cracks of the cysts, pairs of eyeballs with black bloodshot eyes opened. It was a terrifying giant that was difficult to describe in words.

And with the appearance of the first existence, the second and third terrifying existences immediately stepped out from it.

She saw a knight in full armor, with black air billowing out from under the mask. In his hand was a human-shaped sword, on which appeared one distorted face after another.

The rift was torn open again.

What appeared this time was so twisted that it was beyond description. It was like a giant snake formed by countless heads connected together. The eyeballs on each head were rotating, and black air was steaming all over the body.

this moment.

Even Avril couldn't help but step back.

She felt unprecedented pressure.

The monster that emerged from the crack was like a twisted creature born from the most horrific nightmare.

She tightened her grip on the blade.

A drop of cold sweat dripped from her chin.

"What on earth is this..."

If she felt that she could deal with the big demons that appeared before calmly, then these distorted existences that appeared now, even just a glance at them made her feel a sense of déjà vu as if she had encountered a natural enemy. Just being stared at by them made her have a strong urge to turn around and run away.

And then, she saw big demons emerging from the cracks one after another.

One, two.

In a blink of an eye, hundreds of demons crawled into this space and time from the crack.

But their gaze only stayed on Avril for a moment, and then fell on the dilapidated castle behind her.

"Run!"

Avril turned her head and shouted anxiously to the self-bound angel in front of the castle.

For the first time, the self-bound angels saw the expression on their princess' face, which was almost as if she was facing a desperate situation and a formidable enemy.

But it was only for that moment.

Those twisted beings took action.

The purple-black ripples were like wildly growing vines, covering hundreds of kilometers around them in a flash. At the moment she was enveloped, those bizarre shapes were finally reflected in her pupils, and she finally understood why Avril had that expression.

But she could no longer move, time seemed to have stopped flowing, and this space and time seemed to be frozen.

Even her thoughts stopped working in an instant.

Darkness falls.

This is almost like a higher-dimensional crushing terror, an existence that you absolutely cannot resist.

On her deathbed, she still saw Avril able to move. In that still space and time, she clenched her teeth. The power of disorder prevented her from being completely locked in this flow of time. She drew out the black sword, and chaotic colors flowed all over her body, colliding with one of the distorted existences.

At that moment she knew that her princess had been forced to use her full strength at just the first encounter.

This is...from...

An enemy outside of time... huh...

Her consciousness gradually fell into darkness.

But just at the moment when she was about to completely fall into nothingness, a loud crow's cry, like a stone falling in a silent ice pond, resounded through the sky.

……

……

Inside the castle, the throne room.

Two figures with identical faces stood facing each other, one sitting on the throne and the other standing in the center of the hall.

"You are his... a wisp of spiritual consciousness?"

Lynn repeated his words, his eyes serious.

The other party did not show any hostility, as if he had known that he would come and was waiting for him here.

But Lin En's heart was in turmoil at this moment, because he had imagined various situations. For this inheritance, it could definitely be some kind of magic weapon, some ability, or some knowledge, or it could be a demon body.

But he still didn't expect that there was a person here who could communicate with him?

The white-haired figure looked tired and said:

"Unlike you, Raven is just a fragment of a differentiated soul, and it is too long ago, so long ago that he has not yet merged with the Sleeper."

"but me……"

"It is a mark that was separated after he took over the Sleeper."

Lynn's pupils contracted violently.

"When did this happen?!"

In other words, the Violet Lord also came to the world after the New World and left his will here?

if it is like this.

In a sense, then, he can indeed be regarded as that Maharaja!

The white-haired man said hoarsely:

"It's been a long time, so long that I have forgotten it. The nightmares of the sleepers have been clearing away the traces I left in the mortal world, including you ravens and me."

"Three thousand years ago, I awoke briefly here, but in that moment, they immediately knew of my existence and location, and tried to descend and wipe me out."

Lynn's body and mind were shaken.

Three thousand years ago?

Wouldn't that be...

The white-haired man said hoarsely: "You saved me."

Lynn's expression was solemn and he said nothing.

Connected.

He knew that the "he" he was talking about was not his present self, but someone from a more distant future.

The white-haired man slowly stood up from the throne. The huge demon wings behind him were rotten and dilapidated, as if they would collapse at any time. As he stood up, the murals in the entire hall lit up little by little, engraved with the ancient battle records of this demon lord and depicting his great deeds when he descended into the abyss.