Stop hypnotizing me, villain princess!

Chapter 257 The Grand Escape from Another World (1.6 words)

In the boundless darkness, the boy slowly opened his eyes, his gaze filled with a hint of bewilderment, as if he had just broken free from a long slumber.

He found himself lying on a scorched wasteland, the sky an eerie dark red, with no sun or stars, only an unsettling faint light enveloping the world.

Where did this come from for me?

Lynn struggled to his feet, his bones cracking and popping.

At this moment, he felt as if he had been run over by a giant wheel, and he barely managed to lean against a red rock with all his might.

In his last memory, he was drawn in by an invisible force and sucked into the towering stone stele of the Heremus Mausoleum.

At this moment, he looked up and saw the desolate land stretching to the horizon.

The ground appeared to be cracked due to dryness, resembling ferocious giant mouths. Strands of black energy swirled between heaven and earth, and the whole world exuded an eerie stillness.

It seemed like a world devoid of life; Lynn felt no vitality whatsoever.

"Cough cough..."

Moreover, he discovered that even the air in this world was filled with wisps of pale red mist, and every breath was accompanied by a burning pain, making even breathing feel like torture.

"Ok?"

"what sound?"

Lynn looked in the direction from which the faint groan came, and then froze.

Just ten meters away from him, a stunningly beautiful woman dressed in light adventure clothing lay on her side on the scorched earth. Her adventure clothing was now torn, revealing a blood-stained white shirt underneath. Her long, moon-like platinum blonde hair was scattered on the ground, forming a stark contrast with the black scorched earth.

It was none other than the First Princess, Hilina.

Was she transported to another world along with them?

Lynn frowned as he thought.

After all, this world is just too messed up, making people feel extremely uncomfortable both physically and mentally.

Lynn rubbed his head, which felt like it was about to explode. He found the current situation extremely troublesome because this world was not mentioned in the original work, and he didn't know where to start.

Just as he was pondering a solution, Hillina, who was not far away, suddenly let out a soft moan.

What if this guy has some powerful sealing artifact that allows him to leave this godforsaken place?

Under Lynn's gaze, Hilina slowly opened her eyes.

In addition to the same bewilderment as the boy had shown before, there was now a hint of clarity in his eyes.

When their eyes met, a look of surprise flashed across Hillina's eyes, and she too struggled to get up.

However, since there was no rock to lean on, she could only kneel on the ground, then frowned and looked around, a clear look of surprise in her eyes.

"Ahem..." Lynn slowly began, "I don't know where this is either, if you..."

"who are you?"

To Lynn's surprise, Hillylina didn't listen to him at all; she just tilted her head, her tone full of confusion.

This unintentional action actually added a touch of playfulness and cuteness to her, which was completely opposite to her usual style.

Lynn's expression froze instantly, and countless possibilities flashed through his mind.

Amnesia?
He came to a conclusion instantly.

For example, whether Hilina was faking amnesia, and what her purpose was in faking it.

But after thinking it over, Lynn felt that this didn't seem like an act.

Because after arriving in this world from the Mausoleum of Heremus, they most likely fell directly from a great height, which was extremely brutal.

The impact was incredibly strong; it wouldn't be surprising if the person suffered amnesia.

Or perhaps it's due to the special nature of the mausoleum.

After all, given the authority that being possesses, it would be incredibly easy for them to "strip" the memories of a superhuman like Hilina.

The previous explorers also suffered from "empty shell syndrome" for this reason.

However, perhaps due to Hilina's unique circumstances, she was not completely stripped of her mind and consciousness, but only lost her memories.

Of course, all of this is currently just speculation and there is no way to verify it.

Lynn thought to himself.

"Do we know each other?"

Seeing that Lynn did not answer her, Hillina continued to ask softly.

She seemed somewhat agitated at the moment, frowning as she tried to recall her lost memories, but soon she clutched her head and cried out softly, "It hurts..."

Lynn felt a little uncomfortable looking at her cute appearance, which was different from her usual aloof and dignified demeanor.

However, when his gaze swept across Hillina's face, he was surprised to find a thick red mist swirling around her body.

Lynn frowned.

He discovered that Hilina's condition seemed worse than his own; for example, her breathing was very uneven and she was coughing incessantly.

Although I felt a burning pain with every breath, at least my breathing was smooth.

Furthermore, Lynn discovered that his body was adapting to the world at a visible speed.

He suspected it was related to the end of his faith, which might explain why he didn't lose his memory while Hillina did.

Of course, all of this is just speculation, and there is no substantial evidence.

The most important thing right now is to figure out where you are and how to get out.

Thinking of this, Lynn looked around.

This is a Gobi desert shrouded in black mist, resembling a ghost realm, with sharp stone edges protruding abruptly from the cracked surface.

He suddenly realized that he and Hilina were quite lucky.

If it had fallen and hit one of these sharp rock edges, it would probably be dead.

"Damn it, where the hell is this?"

Lynn racked his brains but couldn't connect any part of the original story with this place.

This also means that his identity as a time traveler is of no use at this time.

Even worse, when Lynn looked into the distance, he saw a dense mass of dark shadows moving toward them on the distant horizon, raising dust that blotted out the sun.

This was no place to linger, but what concerned Lynn even more was the synchronized steps of those shadowy figures as they moved, which did not resemble those of ferocious beasts of the wilderness.

"Could they be natives of this world?"

The shadowy figures moved extremely fast, and Lynn soon discovered that they had blue faces and fangs, were as burly as iron towers, and exuded a suffocatingly fierce aura.

Holding bone weapons, they stomped their feet on the sand, creating a rhythmic tremor.

At this point, Lynn couldn't care less about anything else; he had to run away as quickly as possible.

He felt that the group of dark figures seemed somewhat familiar, but he couldn't quite place them. He turned to look at Hilina, who was still kneeling on the ground:

"How are you? Can you walk?"

Hilina's cool gaze swept over him, and she gently shook her head.

"Forget it, there's no point in asking."

Lynn felt that his brain had gone blank. Hillina's condition was obviously much worse than his own, and even if she could walk, it would be useless. She would be caught up by the group of shadowy figures in no time.

But what Hilina did next startled Lynn.

"look."

Suddenly, Hilina frowned, laboriously bent her knees, and gently hooked her heel with one hand to remove her delicate calfskin boots. Instantly, a pair of snow-white jade feet were revealed in the cold wind of the Gobi Desert, tinged with a pale pink like the first cherry blossoms.

Lynn had to admit that these jade-like feet were just as beautiful as Yves's, possessing a unique charm.

Perhaps because the air in this world was too polluted, Lynn could even smell a faint fragrance from those jade feet, which was refreshing and pleasant. If the situation were not so urgent, Lynn would have liked to smell it more.

It's not that he's a pervert, but being able to smell this kind of aroma in a place like this is like a long-awaited rain after a drought.

"What is she doing...?"

Jade feet are beautiful, but now is not the right time to appreciate them. Lynn coughed twice, "Your Highness, although I am not a respectable person, I am by no means a pervert."

Upon hearing this, Hilina frowned even more deeply: "Why don't you take another look?"

"dont see."

Lynn was speechless; he hadn't expected Hilina to be so erratic while suffering from amnesia.

"Take a look."

"Do not."

"Take a look."

"I really won't watch it."

The two bickered like children, neither willing to back down.

Lynn thought that Hilina, in her amnesiac state, was incredibly childish.

To be honest, Hilina wasn't even his friend, since she was on the opposite side of Yves.

The two of them are now stranded in this strange, unknown place, and having a human companion by their side is quite nice.

Moreover, although Hilina has lost her memory, she possesses many powerful sealed artifacts that can still be useful in crucial moments.

On a larger scale, increasing the degree of deviation of the character of Hillina could also change the tragic future of everyone in the memories, so Lynn had no reason to abandon Hillina and run away alone.

Lynn pondered for a moment, then turned around and found that there was suddenly no sound beside him.

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that Hilina had closed her eyes at some point, and her face was shrouded in a thick, pale red mist. Her breath was as faint as a candle flickering in the wind, as if she were about to die at any moment.

As for her bare jade feet, they were now sickly pale, with fine red lines spreading like a spider web under her skin, as if there were living things swimming in her veins.

The once lustrous toes were now stiff and curled up, exuding an aura of death.

Lynn's pupils contracted sharply, and all the romantic thoughts he had just had vanished instantly. It turned out he had been overthinking things. When Hilina asked him to look at her feet, she was simply showing him her predicament in the most straightforward way.

It's not that she doesn't want to leave, it's that she can't.

"If Sia knew this, she'd probably be furious."

A cold smile appeared on Lynn's lips.

It seems that the dark aura in this world is indeed related to myself, or rather, to being "a prisoner of fate".

Otherwise, there's no way to explain why he wasn't corrupted by the strange red mist, while Hillina was on the verge of death after being corrupted.

Perhaps this is not a place for humans at all.

Gazing at Hilina's increasingly ashen face, it was as if he were seeing a frost flower withering before his eyes.

Those wandering red lines, like deadly curses, were slowly eroding her life force.

"Damn it, I can barely take care of myself. If I take you along as a burden, it's questionable whether I can even get away."

Lynn made a couple of sarcastic remarks, estimating that the group of shadowy figures would catch up soon.

But his own physical condition is currently a mess, and taking Hillina along would be like carrying a heavy burden.

Although he did have a reason to run away with Hillina, he was still unhappy about it.

Suddenly, he reached out and vigorously kneaded her smooth, jade-like feet twice.

Consider it collecting some interest.

However, the next second, the sky suddenly exploded, and lightning bolts shot down like angry dragons, but were completely blocked and absorbed by a barrier when they touched the clouds.

Lynn squinted at the ripples on the sky, recalling the last moment when he was swept into this world, when he saw the truth in the ball of light—it wasn't a godhead at all, but a huge, dark eyeball that was giving him a playful smile through the crack in spacetime.

Lynn seemed to understand something.

That enormous eyeball is undoubtedly related to the owner of the Heremus Mausoleum, and there is even a strong possibility that this guy is still alive.

Lynn suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

He was especially struck by the various trials within the tomb of Heremus, particularly the scales used to judge sins.

Upon closer reflection, it does indeed seem more like a game deliberately arranged by some important figure.

[Warning: Sylrina's deviation from the plot has reached a critical threshold. The host's actions have triggered a backlash mechanism. Any subsequent actions that may seriously interfere with plot developments will be punished by the world's will.]

The mechanical voice that echoed in his mind made Lynn realize something.

This also further corroborates his previous conjecture.

For the original work, the most intolerable flaw is the fact that the female protagonist is defiled by others.

Lynn's actions just now crossed this red line.

This is just touching the ankle.

If he were to commit even more outrageous acts, or even completely possess Hillina, the world's will would likely impose an even more terrifying punishment that would tear apart the world's barriers and crush him into dust.

Even if they survive by sheer luck, the shift in the world line will reach an alarming level.

But why did the barriers of this world manage to block this heavenly lightning?
Could it be the work of that giant eyeball?

If it can withstand the direct interference of the world's will, then what kind of terrifying existence is the other party?

And why would He help Himself?

Unfortunately, at this critical moment, Lynn had no time to think about these trivial matters.

"Time is running out, we have no choice but to give it a try."

Lynn glanced at the group of dark figures in his field of vision; they would probably arrive at their current location soon.

But Hilina was already on the verge of death, so Lynn held Hilina's feet, which were being corrupted by the eerie black energy, and tried to absorb the red mist inside her body into his own.

In an instant, strands of red energy detached from Hilina's body along their touching skin and were absorbed into Lynn's own body.

A moment later, the pale skin gradually lost its sickly appearance and regained its former radiance.

Even the faint red lines that lingered on Hilina's face disappeared without her noticing.

After finishing all that, Lynn wiped the sweat from his brow.

By this time, the group of dark figures were very close to them, their roars and the sound of iron hooves reaching their ears, causing the ground to tremble slightly.

Hilina remained unconscious, her limp body leaning against the rock wall, her breathing as steady as if she were asleep.

Lynn knew that there was no chance of escaping at this point.

I had already spent too much time absorbing the eerie red mist to save her.

Whether or not Lynn himself was affected by the energy of the red mist, he felt an uncontrollable surge of violence and rage in his chest.

Suddenly, he raised his hand and, through the blood-stained adventure clothes, grabbed Sylrina's ample breasts, then squeezed them hard twice without her noticing.

"Boom!"

Almost simultaneously, a purple lightning bolt, several times stronger than before, tore through the sky and slammed into the invisible barrier that enveloped this world, yet it still could not shake it in the slightest.

Lynn laughed loudly, showing no sign of panic: "Consider it collecting some interest first!"

Before his laughter had even subsided, he summoned endless threads, which transformed into rolling black lines that swirled around his body before coalescing into the shape of a longsword. He then turned to face the demon army that was charging towards him, billowing with dust.

Yes.

When the group of shadowy figures approached, Lynn realized that he had been stranded in the world of demons.

There is only one thing to do right now.

……

Just as Lynn was facing the demon army alone, Shia had just returned to her manor after receiving orders from the military.

He hasn't been in a good mood these days.

The main reason was that he had invited Hillina to a dinner party hosted by Duke Kleist, but Hillina not only failed to show up, she simply vanished without a trace.

Several days passed, and he still couldn't get in touch with her at all.

This made Sia feel vaguely uneasy.

Today, on his way to report to the military headquarters, he received an order to lead a team to the Misty Sea in the eastern part of the empire.

Just a few days ago, the Imperial Navy discovered an ancient ruin in the Misty Sea. Because it is located in international waters, several other major countries, including the Saint Laurent Empire, have also become very interested in this ruin, all wanting a piece of the pie.

Therefore, after the news reached the capital, Saint Laurent VI immediately issued a royal decree.

On behalf of the military, Shia led a group of elite troops to the Misty Sea to explore this ancient ruin in cooperation with the Imperial Navy.

In addition, the eldest prince also accepted the decree of Saint Laurent VI and led a team to explore the site. The Church of Heaven and the Church of Silence also showed great interest in this ancient ruin.

Just as Sia finished packing her bags and was about to leave, her fingers suddenly trembled.

He looked down and saw that it was the same dark-patterned ring that Hillina was wearing.

These rings are bound by divine blood and time, and can even transcend time and space to perceive each other's feelings.

If Hilina's feelings for Shia waver in the slightest, the ring on his finger will gradually fade.

If one day she breaks her vow and falls in love with another man, the ring, along with the divine power sealed within it, will be completely reduced to dust.

In other words, it was actually a surveillance device used to monitor Hilina's feelings for him at all times.

With Tia's example before them, even the god-ancestor Sia was unwilling to repeat the same mistake.

Sia stared in astonishment at the faint shimmer on the ring before it returned to normal. A sense of unease immediately crept into his heart, but he quickly calmed down.

Although Hilina appears very approachable, she is actually someone who is very good at maintaining appropriate distances. Aside from never showing any affection to men, she is unlikely to make any mistakes.

"There's a high chance that Hilina went to the Tomb of Heremus. How could something like that happen again in a place full of dead people?"

"I must be overthinking it."

Sia said to himself with considerable confidence.

He had already decided that once he had finished exploring the ancient ruins of the Misty Sea, he would petition Saint Laurent VI to marry Hillina to him, lest things get complicated.

……

The earth trembled under their iron hooves as thousands of blue-faced, fanged abyssal demons roared and charged forward.

These abandoned children, cursed and banished by the gods, have an insatiable fighting spirit flowing in their veins.

The original work records a legend that they once tore open the dimensional barrier and turned the land of the human world into scorched earth. Because of this, they were cursed by the gods and banished to another world.

Fortunately, although these demons were numerous, they were relatively weak, mostly at the first or second tier level.

The original text records that this race is almost entirely composed of males who go out to fight. The bloodlust flowing in their blood drives them to launch fearless challenges against beings stronger than themselves, until they die in battle, otherwise they will never give up.

This world has been untouched by humans for countless years. The appearance of Lynn and Hillina has completely ignited the ferocity within these monsters!
Therefore, facing thousands of menacing abyssal monsters, Lynn knew he had no way out; he couldn't outrun them, so his only option was to fight.

Those charging at the forefront were nothing but lowly, first-tier weaklings, a bunch of mindless killing puppets.

The truly wise leaders were quietly waiting in the rear, preparing to strike only after Lynn revealed his true strength.

Lynn's gaze swept over the thousands of menacing, overwhelming demons, his expression calm. He could clearly feel the mysterious bond within him connecting him to Ivyst burning hot—proof of their shared power!

"Om-"

As Lynn raised his hand and drew his sword, the blade traced an eerie arc in the air, as if the surrounding light had been instantly sucked away. He didn't adopt a complicated starting stance; he simply pointed the sword tip diagonally at the ground and chanted a few obscure syllables.

In an instant, within a hundred-meter radius centered on him, space rippled like water, and a near-nihilistic power began to awaken.

"Annihilation."

As the deep voice faded, Lynn swung his sword forward in a horizontal slash. There was no earth-shattering roar, only a dark purple crack, barely perceptible to the naked eye, spreading out along the sword's momentum. Wherever it passed, whether it was the surging demons, the flying sand and gravel, or the pervasive black energy, everything was wiped away as if by an invisible eraser, leaving not even a speck of dust behind.

The more than one thousand demons at the forefront, who were roaring and swinging their weapons one second ago, were reduced to absolute nothingness along with their battle axes and hideous bodies the next!
The monsters that followed, seeing their kind vanish into thin air, instinctively stopped in their tracks, their eyes revealing a fear beyond mere killing for the first time.

Without a doubt, Lynn's terrifying methods instilled fear in even the demon leaders behind him.

"Cough cough."

He shared some of Ivy's powers and used the ability of Annihilation, which was indeed very effective. However, Lynn himself paid a heavy price. He knelt on the ground, leaning on his sword, and coughed violently.

At this moment, his face was ashen, as if all the color had been drained from it, and his vision began to blur.

Seeing Lynn's state, the demon leaders hiding behind assumed that he had used all his strength in that attack, and they immediately swarmed forward, wanting to take advantage of Lynn's weakened state to kill him.

"Humph……"

Lynn didn't even lift his eyelids. When the demon leaders rushed to within ten meters of him, a playing card quietly appeared at his fingertips.

"call out……"

The next moment, the playing cards in Lynn's hand instantly transformed into ten free-flowing black threads.

Lynn remained kneeling on the ground, slowly raising his wrist and spreading his palm upwards.

In an instant, thin black lines shot out, intertwining, weaving, and coiling in mid-air like swimming black snakes.

The originally loose, endless threads, under his deliberate manipulation, began to combine into a whole.

A moment later, a spiral spear formed from countless black lines slowly took shape and fell into his palm, gleaming with a cold luster under the light.

"You'll all die!"

Lynn's muscles suddenly bulged, and he became like a taut bowstring, ready to be released!
What he has to do is simple.

"boom!"

Under the influence of a powerful force, the black spiral spear, like a shot-out arrow, instantly tore through the air, emitting a muffled yet sharp whistle, and vanished from its spot as a blur.

The distance of dozens of meters passed in a flash.

"Pfft!"

With the sound of flesh tearing apart, the black spear pierced through the chests of several demon leaders without any resistance, pinning them to the scorched, parched ground.

Black blood gushed high like a fountain, flowing in all directions and instantly filling the originally dry and cracked ground, creating an extremely eerie scene.

The once arrogant demon leaders were now frozen in despair, their bloodshot pupils instantly dimming.

As for the remaining demons, they were now scattered and disorganized. With their leader dead, they had lost the courage and belief to continue fighting and scattered in all directions.

Lynn was too lazy to continue the pursuit. Firstly, it wasn't necessary, and secondly, he was indeed very weak right now, still kneeling on the ground, feeling like he might collapse at any moment.

"I'm so tired."

Lynn sighed, rested for a while, and felt that he could barely stand up. Then he slowly got up and walked towards the back.

The moment he stood up, he found a gaze fixed on him, a gaze as still as moonlight, lingering briefly on his blood-stained clothes and pale face before meeting his eyes.

I was so busy fighting that I didn't notice when Hilina woke up.

"Can you walk?"

Lynn asked indifferently. He was extremely weak, so he would say as few words as possible. In addition, he had just experienced a massacre, which caused his voice to carry the lingering killing intent.

"..."

Hilina raised her pale face, a hint of disorientation flashing in her cold eyes.

Actually, she woke up shortly after Lynn absorbed the strange black energy from her body. She probably thought she was going to die after what she just witnessed, but she didn't expect to survive.

She tentatively moved her toes, her jade-like feet seemingly sculpted from white snow. But when she tried to use them to stand up, her knees suddenly buckled.

Lynn raised his hand and pressed it against her chest, almost grasping the soft mound through her clothes, deliberately tightening his fingers in the girl's astonished gaze.

If it's just to support her, there's no need to go to such lengths; simply supporting her shoulder would suffice.

"Boom!"

Crimson lightning suddenly exploded in the sky, but it was completely swallowed up by the barrier of the abyss.

"you……"

Hilina frowned slightly. At this moment, having lost her memory, she was as innocent as a blank sheet of paper. She didn't quite understand what Lynn's behavior meant. She was just instinctively a little angry, which caused a blush to appear on her face.

“The previous part was interest,” Lynn sneered. “This is the principal. Let me make it clear beforehand that we’re not close, so I’ll charge you a fee every time I save you.”

After saying that, Lynn released Hillina under her surprised gaze, then sat cross-legged and took out a bottle of Moonlight Essence.

This stuff is practically a miracle cure, and Lynn's stock is running low. He might ask Tia for more next time they meet. After Lynn, who showed no mercy, let go of her hand, Hillina staggered and clung to the rock wall to avoid falling.

At this moment, her eyes widened slightly as she stared at Lynn's blood-stained profile. There was not much anger in her eyes, but rather bewilderment at his series of actions.

But when her gaze swept over the wounds on Lynn's body, her eyes suddenly trembled slightly. Those hideous wounds were still oozing dark red blood droplets, which pooled into small pools of blood on the scorched earth, forming a stark contrast with the black blood of the demons.

The demons didn't actually touch Lynn; these wounds were simply the price Lynn paid for using Ivy's special abilities.

At this moment, looking at Lynn's pale face, she kept her lips tightly pressed together without uttering a single groan, let alone complaining to her.

Upon reading this, something trembled gently in Hilina's chest, like a crack suddenly appearing on a long-frozen lake.

Fortunately, under the effect of the Moonlight Elixir, Lynn's wounds healed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, which allowed Hillina's tense mood to return to normal.

"Rest a little longer." Lynn kept her eyes tightly closed, making the most of every second to recuperate. "We have to run away in ten minutes."

"Where to go?"

Hilina hesitated for a moment, her voice clear and melodious, like a mountain spring.

“I don’t know where to go either,” Lynn said calmly. “But I’m sure that if we stay here, even more powerful demons will arrive soon, and then it will be difficult to leave.”

Upon hearing this, Hilina nodded noncommittally, bent down to pick up her leather boots from the side, and prepared to put them on.

But just then, Lynn, who had been keeping her eyes closed, suddenly opened them: "Don't wear it."

Hilina frowned slightly but remained silent, seemingly waiting for Lynn's explanation.

"Should I go without socks, or without shoes?"

Seeing that Lynn did not answer for a long time, Hillina took the initiative to ask.

"Don't wear them, I love to look at them."

He left those words behind and closed his eyes again, letting the Moonlight Essence continue to heal his injuries.

His words, however, left Hilina, who was holding the leather boots, stunned in place. She bit her lower lip lightly, and a faint blush rose to her cheeks, as if she were somewhat shy.

She looked at the pair of exquisite calfskin boots in her hand, then at her own smooth, white bare feet, and fell into an inexplicable silence.

As time ticked by, a complex expression flashed in Hillina's eyes, but she ultimately put the boots away.

As Lynn closed her eyes to regulate her breathing, a barely perceptible smile curved her lips.

It can be seen that the deviation from the plot of Hilina has increased slightly.

This suggests that Hilina chose to compromise, or rather, to comply.

While she was in a state of amnesia, she seemed to be able to cope more easily than usual. The reason for this was unclear, but it was ultimately a good thing for Lynn.

Ten minutes later, Lynn suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze sharp as lightning. His entire state was no longer the same as before. Under the effect of the Moonlight Essence, his injuries had recovered to about 70-80%, and those originally somewhat ferocious wounds had completely disappeared.

However, because she couldn't adapt to the eerie dark aura of this world, Hilina was still in a rather bad state. Not to mention running, even walking was a difficult thing for her.

So, under Lynn's somewhat forceful actions, Hilina herself did not resist much, but simply turned her head to look to the side, letting him carry her on his back.

Two figures embarked on their escape journey to another world.

……

In the depths of the Abyss, a boundless wasteland, a place rarely visited by humans.

The gale raged relentlessly here, and the eerie black mist, so thick it seemed impossible to dissolve, eroded everything that possessed spirit or life. Everywhere one looked, countless white bones filled the ravines of the earth. Without a doubt, this was a deathly place that inspired despair.

But no one could have imagined that in such a desperate situation, a city would stand alone, appearing so out of place.

Even thousands of miles away, one can clearly see an ancient tree rising from the ground in the city, its branches and leaves reaching straight to the sky, as if it were trying to pierce a hole in the dark sky.

It seems that it was precisely because of the mysterious power emanating from this ancient tree that the eerie black aura was unable to invade the city, creating a rare and precious sanctuary.

At the same time, this is the only place in the entire Abyss world where living people live.

However, whether they can still be called "human" after spending a long time in such a hellish place is a matter of some debate.

At this moment, on a high branch of an ancient tree reaching for the sky, a woman of exceptional beauty, dressed in simple attire in an otherworldly style, stood quietly, gazing intently into the distance.

If you look closely, you'll notice that she has a thumb-sized horn on her head, which protrudes somewhat abruptly from her silver hair, clearly indicating that she is not human.

In addition, their exposed skin has a strange pale purple hue, and some even have uniquely patterned tattoos, making them bold and mysterious.

The unicorn woman stood on the high branch for an unknown amount of time. She heard rustling sounds from the branches behind her and turned around to see a small child climbing up the tree trunk step by step, using both hands and feet.

"Nora, didn't I warn you long ago not to come here so casually?" A hint of helplessness flashed in her eyes, but her gaze towards the child was full of affection. "The Divine Tree will be displeased if you do this. This is the last time, understand?"

This divine tree, whose full name is "Salamadorian," is commensurate with the ruler of this abyss world, and even its name is equally difficult to pronounce.

"Grandma Priest, what are you looking for?" A little girl named Nora, who also had a single horn on her head and pale purple skin just like the woman's, asked, "Are you looking for the source of those recent rumbling sounds?"

Although she was called "Grandma," the woman did not look old at all. Instead, she was as radiant as a young girl, and her pale purple skin added to her exotic charm.

The women of their tribe have always been like this, completely different from the men who are as ferocious as demons. This beauty is a unique gift from heaven to their tribe.

The priestess shook her head: "That's not 'rumbling,' they have names just like you."

Upon hearing this, young Nora's eyes lit up with curiosity.

"It's a difficult-to-pronounce foreign word called 'divine retribution'."

"Divine retribution?" Nora suddenly realized. "Is it what's written on that inscription in the center of the city?"

The priestess patted her head and nodded, saying, "According to the inscription, one day in the future, a mysterious traveler will be banished to this world. Like us, He is a cursed being rejected by the will of the world. At that time, He will break the shackles of this world and bring a new order—He will bring down the light of salvation for us."

When she was the same age as Nora, she also thought it was just an ancient fable, never imagining that the inscription might actually come true. However, she still doesn't know whether this mysterious traveler is an enemy or a friend.

……

After fleeing for more than ten days, Lynn carried Hillina on his back. Because he knew little about this world, he could only run by instinct. Finally, he found a dense forest in this barren world.

Beneath the rocky cliffs deep within this dense forest, a pool of deep water exudes a deathly aura that shares the same origin as the eerie black mist.

At this moment, Lynn undoubtedly looked rather disheveled. His clothes were tattered, and he looked exhausted from his journey.

He laid Hilina flat on the rock, preparing to rest for a while.

It must be said that women are indeed different. After days of trekking, her clothes were still clean and carried a faint floral fragrance. Even her bare jade feet were spotless, like an untouched fairy.

"Hands out."

Lynn issued the orders in a calm tone.

The two had gotten used to this over the past few days. Without hesitation, Hilina skillfully offered her slender hand, as if it were a routine matter.

When she felt the warmth of their palms touching, she silently looked away into the distance—this was Lynn's routine of purifying the strange red mist within her body, which he then absorbed entirely.

If Lynn hadn't done that, she would probably be dead by now.

During the purification process, Lynn suddenly asked, "Has your body recovered any better?"

From an angle he couldn't see, a strange glint flashed in Hilina's eyes, but she gently shook her head, denying it: "No..."

Upon hearing this, Lynn merely sighed softly and said nothing more. After completing the purification, she released her hand, walked to the blue stone by the pool, and lay down directly.

These past few days, carrying Hillina on his back and fleeing in this other world has exhausted Lynn. He's worn out countless pairs of shoes, and if this continues, he'll end up barefoot like Hillina.

"Damn it, Hilina is Shia's fiancée, why should I take the blame for him?"

Lynn became increasingly annoyed as he thought about it, but then he had a change of heart. If he could use Hilina to increase the deviation of the plot, it would be equivalent to indirectly changing Sia's fate.

Having already won over Tia, Lynn figured that if he were to add Sylrina to the mix, Tia's mental state would completely collapse.

Perhaps influenced by the eerie red mist, Lynn's thoughts and actions became somewhat insane after arriving in the Abyss World, though he himself had not yet realized it.

After this thought arose, he looked up at Hilina.

Just then, the other person was also looking at him. When their eyes met, her cool gaze looked at him quietly, without the usual aloofness. Instead, it was as if an invisible force was soothing his mind.

This gave Lynn a slight tremor, and a strange feeling spread through his heart.

He decided to give it a try, and he launched the Liar's Tale at Hillina—"You like me."

He had expected to see surprise and tenderness in Hilina's eyes, but her gaze remained calm and aloof, only the aloofness that kept people at arm's length had vanished, as if carrying a silent comfort.

The Lie-Eater failed for the first time.

This greatly surprised Lynn.

He felt that either Hilina's mental strength was so great that she could ignore the Liar Eater, but that was unlikely.

Or... she fell in love with herself, so the Liar-swallowing ability failed.

This idea seemed absurd to Lynn, and she immediately dismissed it. Leaving aside Hilina's unwavering loyalty—once she's committed to someone, she won't easily change her mind—even in her current amnesia, falling in love with someone is by no means an easy thing.

Otherwise, how could she be called the leading lady?

He scratched his head subconsciously, a hint of confusion and bewilderment flashing in his eyes, but after a moment of silence, he couldn't help but ask, "Um, do you... even like me, just a little bit?"

After saying that, he glanced at the still aloof girl beside him.

Instead of answering Lynn's somewhat presumptuous and abrupt question directly, Hilina looked down at her bare feet, which had been exposed for the past few days: "Excuse me... may I put on my shoes now?"

After she finished speaking, Hilina's slender, jade-like feet twitched slightly, as if silently conveying something.

However, it must be said that this move is incredibly tempting, and most men would probably find it quite difficult to resist.

For more than ten days, Lynn carried her on his back day and night. Even when they rested, Lynn would place her on a flat rock. So even after days of travel, Hillina's jade feet remained white and clean, without a speck of dust.

Seeing this, Lynn sighed slightly. It seemed that his question had indeed been a bit abrupt, to the point that Hillina hadn't given him a direct answer.

The two had only known each other for less than a month, and before that they weren't even friends, not to mention that Hilina had a fiancé.

Even if she lost her memory, Hilina's inherent arrogance still remained—even Shia had to go through a lot of trouble to barely get into her heart, and that was only with the help of the ancestral god 100,000 years later.

"Any questions?"

Noticing Lynn's somewhat meaningful gaze, Hilina asked.

"It's nothing, I just took a closer look at you in my spare time and found that you are indeed very beautiful." Lynn stretched his limbs lazily, lying casually on the bluestone slab, enjoying this rare moment of leisure. "Even in this disheveled state, the jewel of the Saint Laurent Empire still shines brightly."

"Oh……"

Hilina murmured something softly.

She disagreed with Lynn's words. What did she mean by "finding her beautiful after a close inspection"? Shouldn't it be that even a casual glance would reveal her stunning beauty?

As for Lynn's second half of her sentence, it sounded like a compliment, but it inexplicably made people uncomfortable.

Then, without waiting for Lynn's consent, she took out a pair of brand-new leather boots and put them on gracefully.

During her escape with Lynn, Hilina was corrupted by a strange dark aura, which caused her to lose all her power and forced her to accept too many inappropriate contacts—from her bare ankles to the curves of her chest, and then to her waist and hips wrapped in thin fabric.

Day after day, Hillina's initial shame and indignation gradually turned into numbness, and she even developed a somewhat unspeakable sense of acceptance.

Lynn's reasoning only made Hillina both angry and annoyed.

The so-called life-saving "principal" and "interest" allowed Lynn to take full advantage of Hillina. Especially when that hand covered her, Hillina would feel a strange sense of guilt. Although she had lost her memory, her subconscious told her that this seemed wrong, as if she had betrayed someone important.

But during those ten days, she encountered danger time and time again, and each time Lynn stood in front of her and took all the blame for her.

As she watched Lynn fight valiantly on the front lines, Hillina couldn't help but glance at the boy's somewhat thin, yet remarkably upright figure.

No matter how many enemies there were or how powerful they were, Lynn always appeared fearless, with a confident and composed smile on his face, before mercilessly slaying them all.

Even though he only possessed the strength of a second-tier demon, and the demons chasing them were far stronger than them, Lynn never allowed Hillina to suffer the slightest harm from beginning to end.

"He really protected me very well."

Hilina whispered to herself.

Whenever a bloody battle ended, Lynn would always drag his wounded body to a secluded place to quietly heal his wounds.

Several times, Hilina tried to go forward to help, but he coldly refused her every time.

This made Hilina somewhat unhappy. When she touched me, she wanted to merge our bodies together. I was just trying to help you because you were injured, but she pushed me far away.

A complex emotion flashed in Hilina's eyes. Logically, she should have been angry, but what welled up in her heart was a strange sense of guilt and hesitation. After all, she was now just a burden to Lynn. If he didn't take her with him, he could easily escape.

In other words, at least half of the shocking wounds on Lynn's body were inflicted by himself.

Having spent these days together, Hillina was also very curious about why Lynn, who only had the strength of a second-tier cultivator, could display such amazing willpower.

Whenever he fought, the sharp glint in his eyes that looked down upon everything in the world would always make her heart tremble slightly, and she would even feel an uncontrollable sense of admiration.

It wasn't due to sheer power, but rather the dazzling, terrifying light emanating from the depths of Lynn's soul.

In fact, her remaining rationality had warned Hillina countless times that she should end this twisted relationship, otherwise she would regret it when she regained her memories.

But whenever she resolved to sever ties with Lynn, a sigh would always rise in her heart—"Wait a little longer."

The voice was soft, yet it stubbornly lingered in her heart.

And so, as the day has come, the bond between her and Lynn seems to have become even more complex and profound.

Lynn was completely unaware of Hilina's inner struggles; he was currently contemplating his next steps.

The two had been stranded in this strange world for more than ten days, constantly being chased by demons and fleeing in a sorry state. Lynn had no idea how to break out of this predicament.

Most importantly, he was worried that Yvesce wouldn't be able to hold on for that long, which made him extremely anxious.

According to the original work, even in the demon world, there is civilization, which means that not all demons are bloodthirsty and brutal.

Moreover, Lynn knew far too little about this world, and he did need to find the civilized tribes of this world to gather information and avoid encountering these brutal demons who roamed the wilderness every day.

Being hunted down is no pleasant experience.

Lynn had run out of medicine for healing, and even the medicine that Hilina had brought was almost gone.

Once the two run out of ammunition and supplies, they will be in a desperate situation.

"Where should we go next?"

Hilina asked proactively.

"Go and find communities with tribal civilizations."

Lynn had rested enough and slowly got up.

"This world is teeming with demons, are you sure a civilization can emerge from it?"

Hilina was puzzled by this.

“Of course,” Lynn said decisively. “On lands that can give birth to settlements and civilizations, there must exist beings with reason and wisdom—not these monsters and walking corpses controlled by bloodlust.”

"Just as there are bad people in the human world, there are also good people, or rather, good demons, in the demon world."

Lynn's point of view seemed to have a significant impact on Hilina, causing her brain to briefly freeze.

But after thinking about it for a moment, he felt that what Lynn said seemed to make some sense.

Good and bad are sometimes relative, not absolute.

Because the world is full of unknowns, Lynn can only make judgments based on his own experience.

"We're fleeing in the opposite direction. Have you noticed that we're encountering more and more demons these past few days? So, logically speaking, if we continue along this route, there's a good chance we'll find a habitat for other living beings ahead."

Lynn analyzed.

"Ah."

At this point, Hilina had no choice but to unconditionally believe Lynn.

"By the way, I feel like my body isn't in so bad shape these days."

Then she added.

"You'd better get well soon. You're a fourth-tier superhuman, how can you bear to let a second-tier newbie like me shield you from the wind and rain?"

Lynn couldn't help but make a comment.

He estimated that they had reached the core area of ​​the Abyss World in the past few days, and were beginning to encounter demons frequently, with the enemies becoming increasingly stronger. From low-level demons who initially only mindlessly slaughtered their prey, they were gradually learning to cooperate, and even leaders who seemed to be commanding the battles were beginning to emerge.

Just yesterday, Lynn and Hillina encountered a formidable enemy at the level of a third-tier superhuman.

It was a demon that resembled a giant, with a burly and tall figure, about three meters high. Although it retained obvious humanoid features, the dark purple tentacles wriggling around its neck revealed its inhuman nature.

What's even more deadly is that when this guy's gaze swept over the stunningly beautiful Hilina, a hint of greed surged in the depths of his eyes, which gleamed with a sinister light, in addition to naked killing intent.

This made Lynn feel nauseous.

So he used the Endless Threads to cut the demon into pieces.

Having dealt with demons for days, Lynn discovered that the stronger these creatures were, the more pronounced their humanoid features became, and even their thought patterns were starting to resemble those of humans.

This is definitely not a good omen.

If this trend continues, it won't be long before the demons he encounters will be more than Lynn can handle alone.

What's more, he also had Sylrina, who was a burden, with him.

Fortunately, Lynn discovered that the deeper he went into the core area, the thinner the eerie red mist in the air became, which he guessed was why Hilina felt her condition was improving.

This also solidified his earlier conjecture that there must be something in this world similar to human civilization.

"Alas, even if we find this civilized tribe, leaving this world will likely be fraught with difficulties."

Judging from the invisible barrier in the sky, Lynn could roughly guess that this was a place of exile cursed by the gods, a place similar to a prison. To escape, one would either have to find the key to open it, or force a breakout.

To put it simply, if they can break through the barrier hanging in the sky, Lynn and Hillina will be able to leave this place.

Even if Hilina were to recover to her peak strength, she probably wouldn't be able to break through this barrier; a full-force attack would likely not even cause a ripple.

The only way to break this deadlock might be through the punishment imposed by the world's will due to the shift in the world line.

However, in the past few days, Lynn used the pretext of collecting interest to grope Sylrina's body, only to find that even when he made such an inappropriate move as rubbing her breasts, the lightning strikes failed to leave a trace on the world barrier.

Lynn felt that perhaps only by doing the most extreme thing, such as causing a cataclysmic change that could overturn the timeline, could he completely anger the world's will and bring about a world-destroying tribulation that would directly break through the barrier!

That was... taking away Sylrina's first time.

In fact, Hilina's condition has not recovered to its original state, and Lynn can still manipulate her at will.

But whenever this evil thought popped into Lynn's head, she would feel an uncontrollable surge of guilt and unease.

That's why whenever he found a quiet corner to heal his wounds, and Hillina wanted to come and help, he would always scold her harshly and keep her at arm's length. Ultimately, he just wanted to cover up the guilt in his heart.

"Sigh, we can only take it one step at a time."

Lynn sighed, about to take a sip of water and continue his escape, when Hilina shouted at him from not far away, "Watch out!"

Lynn's pupils suddenly contracted, and a bone-chilling coldness swept over his body. He turned around abruptly and saw a long spear wrapped in an eerie aura tearing through the air like a meteor, its tip gleaming with a deadly cold light.

On a distant hill, a fourth-tier demon riding a second-tier mount gave Lynn a contemptuous smile. This cunning hunter had clearly been waiting for this moment to launch a fatal attack.

Hillina could sense the immense power of the opponent, far surpassing that of the demons they had encountered before.

She couldn't care less about anything else. At this critical moment, she no longer concealed the fact that she had recovered some of her strength. Holy light burst forth from her fingertips, and she directly summoned a powerful high-level sealing artifact. In the past, this holy light would probably have directly purified this fourth-order demon into a pool of blood.

However, Hilina's strength has not yet fully recovered, and she can only barely deflect the trajectory of the spear that was originally aimed at Lynn's heart by a few inches.

Therefore, in Hillina's suddenly constricted pupils, the spear was still deeply embedded in Lynn's shoulder blade, and blood gushed out, staining the originally scorched ground red.

"No!"

Seeing this, Hilina felt as if a piece of her heart had been ripped out, leaving her with an empty, aching pain. She couldn't care less about anything else at the moment. She staggered and jumped off the rock, and even though she could barely stand, she still stumbled and ran towards Lynn.

"leave me alone."

Lynn growled at Hillina.

His condition was indeed terrible at the moment; blood was trickling from the corner of his mouth, and his shoulder blade was pierced by a spear, with a strange red mist frantically invading his body.

The next moment, Lynn did something that made Hillina's heart stop—he grabbed the spear that was piercing his shoulder and pulled it out forcefully, instantly soaking half of his body with blood, but Lynn's eyes became even sharper.

"Want to kill me? Dream on!"

Lynn admitted that this fourth-tier demon knight possessed very high intelligence. Seeing that he had succeeded in his attack, he turned the direction of his beast and hurriedly tried to retreat.

Clearly, the other party had targeted him and Hillina as prey, intending to slowly wear them down using guerrilla tactics. This was a common hunting tactic of the demon race, especially effective against wounded prey, aiming to slowly torment them to death.

But Lynn wouldn't give him a chance.

He simply raised his right hand slowly and gently pressed a Joker card, held between his index and middle fingers, to his lips.

In an instant, endless black threads suddenly erupted, sweeping towards the demon knight like a hurricane!

At the same time, the Concealment of Time is activated.

The next second, a phantom mark resembling a pocket watch appeared in Lynn's palm.

Under the influence of an unseen force, the hands of the pocket watch shifted slightly backward.

This means that he borrowed a minute from his future self.

Within this minute, Lynn can freely travel through the time rift.

A moment later, a spiral spear formed from countless black lines slowly took shape and fell into Lynn's palm. He used his speed to the extreme, rushed in front of the demon knight, raised the spear high, and stabbed it fiercely towards his heart.

If nothing unexpected happens, the cunning demon knight will be pierced through the body by Lynn in the next moment and die on the spot.

But an accident still happened, and the one-minute mark came to an abrupt end.

Just as the spear was about to pierce the demon knight's body, he swung his large hand and sent Lynn flying.

Even so, Lynn's spear still managed to carve a deep, bone-revealing gash in his chest, from which black blood gushed forth, swirling with an eerie black mist.

"Damn guy."

The heavily wounded demon knights clearly hadn't expected to be injured by a human with only second-tier strength. They immediately lost interest in slowly torturing and killing them, and wished they could grind Lynn to dust on the spot.

Lynn was sent flying by a palm strike, his body slamming heavily onto the stone slab with a dull thud. The impact caused the wound on his shoulder blade to split open, creating a larger gash, from which bright red blood gushed out.

Hilina stumbled and rushed to his side, oblivious to the bloodstains on her clothes soaking through.

She stretched out her hands, trembling, and pressed her palms tightly against the gruesome wound, trying to stop the bleeding from Lynn.

Just then, a deafening roar came from behind. The demon knight, who had been seriously injured by Lynn, had a crazy killing intent burning in his eyes. He wanted Lynn to pay the price for his actions!
"Let's go quickly!"

Lynn violently shoved Hillina away, her palm immediately cut by sharp stones, but she seemed oblivious to the pain and crawled back towards Lynn.

“I’m not leaving.” Hillina completely ignored the demon knights who were about to rush over. She pressed one hand against Lynn’s wound and took out her last bottle of Moonlight Essence with the other hand, intending to feed it to Lynn. “If we’re going to die, we’ll die together.”

But Lynn endured the pain and slapped the Moonlight Essence out of her hand.

“Drink…down…” Hillina picked up the Moonlight Essence and pressed the bottle opening against Lynn’s blood-stained lips, but was once again violently slapped away by him.

This time, the crystal bottle arced through the air before shattering against the rock wall. The Moonlight Essence seeped into the scorched earth, releasing a mist of starlight.

The next moment, a mocking smile suddenly appeared on Lynn's face, and his voice was cold and ruthless: "You slut, you didn't fall for me after I touched you a few times, did you?"

Hilina, who was looking for other healing medicines, suddenly stopped and her expression froze.

"You don't actually think I saved you because I'm after you, do you?" Lynn coughed up a mouthful of blood, his sneer deepening. "Don't flatter yourself. I just thought you were pretty and had a great figure, and I was looking for a chance to take advantage of you."

"Get the hell out of here! I feel disgusted just looking at you!"

Lynn's sudden angry shout caused the light in Hilina's eyes to flicker violently.

She suddenly lowered her eyes and fell into an indescribable silence.

But by this time, Lynn had already been drained of strength by the continuous loss of blood, and his vision began to blur, giving him a dizzying feeling.

Is this what you truly think?

Hilina's voice rang out slowly, revealing little emotion.

"Yes," Lynn could feel her consciousness crumbling, so her words came out in broken sentences, "I forgot to tell you that everything I did was just to use you, to disgust your fiancé, Sia."

In my eyes, you're nothing more than a tool.

".I see."

The next moment, Hilina suddenly straightened up, her tone as calm as a stagnant pool.

But those cold, aloof eyes looked down at Lynn, their gaze slowly sweeping over his disheveled state. It was as if, at this moment, she had finally seen through and completely understood this man who would stop at nothing to achieve his goals.

And so, in Lynn's vision as he was about to faint, that tall and beautiful figure slowly turned and left.

At the same time, the footsteps and roars of the demon knights' mounts grew closer.

"It's good that you've left..."

Watching Sylrina's departing figure, Lynn slowly closed his eyes—

(End of this chapter)