Another World: My life is on the hook!

Chapter 2586 The Truth That Cannot Be Spoken

Lynn didn't know what to say.

He has never been to the real reality outside of the dream.

"Since you said there are laws, what about the gods? Are they also sequence gods with various laws like here?"

Lynn asked.

Zhimeng raised his head, dragged his cheeks, sneered, closed his eyes and said:

"You can say it exists, but you can also say it doesn't. In our place, those who dare to follow the path of law are a group of brave people, because that path is broken. For countless years, countless people have bravely moved forward, wanting to repair the world and return it to its original state, but in the end, without exception, they all turned to ashes."

"But it's not completely useless. After all, if it weren't for the tireless dedication of those guys, our world would have been worn out long ago."

She stretched hard.

"Nothing."

"There should still be gods. After all, it's recorded in the classics that when our ancestors fought against the Lord of the End, there were gods by their side. But even if they still exist, they must have paid a heavy price. At least in the history of our later centuries, there has never been any record of any gods appearing."

But there is no doubt about it.

The gods in the outside world must be more powerful than the gods in this dream. At least they do not have such great restrictions in this dream.

"But you don't have to worry."

Dreamweaver patted his shoulder briskly.

"Our heritage has never been cut off, especially our spiritual power. If we trace it back to its source, there's a good chance I can trace back to the information left behind by my predecessor. Once I figure out how to activate the third stage of the Black Prison, I'll tell you!"

Because psychic energy is the best carrier of information, no matter how it blossoms and bears fruit, she will definitely be able to follow this never-broken thread and find the ancient source.

This is probably another reason why no written heritage was left behind.

"Okay, stop being silent like an old man again."

Dreamweaver smiled and helped him up, then dragged him to the door and kicked him out in the butt.

"Don't come here again during this period!"

She put her hands on her hips, ordered Lin En to leave, and then waved at him.

"If you come, I'll be distracted. I'll let you know when I have the results! Okay! That's it! Bye!"

Lynn wanted to say something else.

But the door had already slammed shut.

……

The room was once again filled with loneliness.

Zhimeng leaned against the door and lowered his head little by little.

Beneath her clothes, in the horrific wound on her chest, disordered corrosion surged like a pulse, constantly bringing her waves of severe pain.

"time is limited."

She lowered her head, as if talking to herself.

"Still, let's not meet again."

Because we have seen each other so many times, it is difficult to say goodbye again.

Things like friendship or bonds will only add to your pain when you leave. Although she doesn't know how she got these things inexplicably, she only hopes to have a taste of them.

But she is still happy.

Because you still have many, many friends, many people who care about you, believe in you and love you.

And she also felt...

If she could keep all this for him, then she would be content.

……

……

And after that day.

Just as she said, Lin En never saw her again. She set up a barrier in her room. She was using her last bit of strength to dig out as much information as possible from the past to find a way to break through to the third stage before her origin was completely corroded by the disorder.

And she also believed that this must be the best gift she could leave him.

Time goes on day by day.

The entire main universe once again ushered in a period of peace. Just like the last time they were defeated by Lin En in an invincible manner, they chose to lie dormant again and did not launch a new expedition to the main universe.

But for Lynn.

Isn’t every day a torment?

Because he knows.

Perhaps the day when Dreamweaver found that method would be the day she left him forever.

……

"how come……"

"This is impossible... This can't be true! This is absolutely..."

In the dark room, the woman in the red dress slowly opened her eyes. Her lips were pale, and countless spiritual energies surged through her body.

She looked at the ancient information that was dug out from the psychic energy bit by bit, her pupils were more turbulent than ever before, and she even almost bit her lips at that moment.

It appears one word at a time.

That ancient message.

It was as if her ancestor had known it long ago, perhaps at some point in the endless future.

They will definitely touch upon the words he left behind again.

For an instant.

She suddenly raised her head, the dark night outside the window reflected in her pupils, as if countless lightning bolts streaked across the sky, leaving countless unstoppable cracks in her eyes.

Lin En's face and countless voices, smiles, and appearances kept flashing through her mind.

As if in the midst of wind and rain.

Her shaky figure walked to the window. Under the pale moonlight, her face was completely bloodless.

"I see."

"So this is why you are unwilling to inherit."

……

It's been many days.

Lynn would come to Strange World every day and stand in front of her door, wanting to see her.

Before, although she had set up a barrier inside, when she sensed him approaching, even if she didn't meet him, she would laugh and scold him, asking him not to disturb her work.

But these days.

But no matter how he wandered, no sound came from the room.

But he could still be sure that Zhimeng was still alive, because the barrier she set up was still there, and her breath could still be felt in the room.

Lin En also wanted to rush in several times.

But in the end I still endured it.

He could only comfort himself and guess that she must have reached the critical period of tracing back, otherwise she would not have said nothing in reply like now.

"Dream Weaver, are you okay? I'm sorry, I know I shouldn't disturb you at this time..."

Lynn stood in front of the door.

"But during this time, I've been thinking that there might be a way for you to continue existing. If uniqueness is absolutely necessary, then I can let you live in my dreams. I thought of a similar method when I was fighting that disaster. If I can leave your mark in my dreams, then maybe..."

"Are you there? Dreamweaver."

"are u there……"

Finally there was a knock on the door.

But in the end, I still didn't get any response from her.

Until the footsteps gradually faded away.

in the room.

The woman in the red dress hugged her legs tightly, leaning against the door with her back. Her entire face was buried in her knees, and her long hair looked like withered petals scattered all over the ground.

Her body kept shaking, and after hearing Lin En leave, she hugged him even tighter.

I seemed to be able to faintly hear the suppressed sobs.

But she didn't seem to be crying for herself.

The entire room was already in a mess, with a broken wooden table, shattered lamps, and a damaged bed, and she had not slept for many days and nights.

"This shouldn't be the ending..."

She whispered to herself.

At this moment, she seemed as if any breeze could blow her away.

When she raised her head, two lines of tears ran across her beautiful cheeks from her empty eyes, and drops of tears dripped from her chin.

……