WebNovel Chapter 2703 Finale (2)
Chapter 2703 Finale (2)
"kill!"
that moment.
The seventy-one Nightmare Demons, their eyes gleaming with murderous intent, ferociously approached him, amplified by the immense calamity.
The dozens of End Pillars standing in various parts of the void reverberated and echoed, as if tolling the bells of doomsday. At the end of time, their power was also greatly amplified.
Lynn held the black knife, his gaze still fixed on the figure on the throne.
Those past events.
Those memories.
Scenes of reincarnation unfolded before his eyes.
Just as the god-king said, they were originally one person, but fate and oblivion led the three of them down completely different paths.
They connect from the distant past all the way to the present...
Desiring but not obtaining.
Struggling repeatedly.
hum-
He moved forward step by step, getting closer and closer to that figure.
He kills one person with every step. Those nightmare demons that he could not contend with before are like mayflies on the ground in front of him. Every swing of his blade brings bone-chilling howls and pain.
One after another, the Nightmare Demons fell at his feet and turned to ashes, but his gaze remained fixed on that figure from beginning to end, never leaving it.
this moment.
In the terror of their final moments, it was as if they were no longer facing the raven.
Rather, it is that ancient figure that stands tall in endless time and reincarnation, an insurmountable barrier.
He walked a hundred paces.
He walked the short distance between himself and that figure.
And behind him.
The ground was covered with ashes and corpses.
The moment he drew his sword and sheathed it, he looked up and gazed at him from afar.
"Now, it's just you and me left."
The wind whistled across the figure's face, billowing his long robes. He looked at the boy and suddenly smiled, a smile that seemed to hold both relief and a wound inflicted by the wind.
"it is good."
He held out his hand.
In the howling wind, the blood-stained trident came from the dark sky and was grasped in his hand.
That was the long weapon that had long been submerged in the end, and it was also the old friend that accompanied him throughout the entire Old World era as he fought his way through the vast universe and walked that long and treacherous road. The moment he grasped that trident, it was as if that great lord, who once chose to destroy and rebuild for the sake of all living beings, had returned to the world once again.
"We are always on the road of resistance, but ideals are hard to last forever. I eventually became everything I wanted to fight against, and you are the raven I finally released."
he laughed.
"Then let me see if the seeds I left behind have grown into towering trees."
……
……
In the grand curtain of time.
The attacks rained down on him relentlessly, and the entire course of time itself became a weapon in his hands amidst the terrifying onslaught.
The figure's power was broken through time and time again, and the cycle of reincarnation manifested on him became increasingly turbulent under his endless attacks. Even the dream he revealed was almost torn apart by him. But even so, the figure still stood there, anchored to the entire past and future.
He can tell.
After losing the vessel of the raven's soul, he was left with only a lingering remnant of his will.
Even so, even though he could defeat him time and time again, he was still able to maintain his own existence through the ever-regenerating dream.
And the more this happened, the more insane he became.
"Why?! Why won't you die with me! Why don't you want to be free?! Even now you're still protecting him... If he really manages to stop the Lord of the End's resurrection, then what awaits us is another endless eternity! Why can't you understand?!"
And it was only in front of him that he would become so hysterical.
Because he is his older brother.
Because in all these endless years, only in his presence did he dare to reveal everything.
Time has taken everyone away, but they alone bear witness to eternity.
He was heartbroken.
Because he had to break with the person he once admired most, and had to turn against him with swords.
boom--
At that moment, he stirred up the ripples of time, once again shattering his fragmented dream. Countless blades of time transformed into sharp knives, piercing his figure and nailing him to that illusory dream.
His arms transformed into overlapping blades of time, piercing his chest the instant they were close, pinning him to that shattered dream.
"Why, brother?"
His eyes were filled with grief as he gazed at the figure so close to him.
"why?"
Despite being shattered and covered in wounds, the figure remained calm, and reincarnation continued to regenerate within him, making him immortal in that time.
He didn't want to lay a hand on him, even though he had once joined forces with that raven to seize his power.
Why do you have to force me?!
The figure stared at the boy with bloodshot eyes before him.
They have traversed countless ages and countless cycles of reincarnation. If it weren't for that seed of doubt, perhaps they would have truly transcended eternity and found their final resting place long ago.
"I just don't understand why you're using me. This dream can't trap you. You represent time, and you can always manifest in the outside world. But you'd rather put on this absurd show with me. And even now, you're unwilling to tell me what you really want."
His gaze was so unfamiliar.
The boy's eyes were bloodshot, and his whole body trembled violently.
"You want to know?! Okay! I'll tell you!"
"Because only you can enter that calamity, because no one else is qualified! Do you understand now? Only when you become the Lord of the End can all of this come to an end... Only in this way will we no longer suffer that eternal torment."
The figure's gaze was fixed on him, devoid of joy or sorrow.
"who am I?"
The boy's body trembled violently.
The figure calmly gazed at the boy who was so close to him.
“I’m puzzled because in the memories of those alien ancestors that Lynn obtained, I saw a certain figure. He has always been there from the past to the future. And although the power and appearance are different, why do I feel familiar when I see him?”
The boy lowered his head, breathing heavily.
His eyes pulsated with countless suppressed emotions, and the crisscrossing blood vessels seemed to make the passage of time itself tremble.
"me……"
hum-
And it was in that very instant, in the midst of his intense emotional turmoil, that he saw in his pupils the flickering flames that permeated the entire river of time.
He saw the gaze of his most beloved older brother before him, and saw the surging, boundless black fire rising from the deepest part of that gaze.
that moment.
The flames, like maggots clinging to bone, climbed up the blade that had pierced his chest.
His pupils continued to dilate.
It's as if he should have known all along.
He has always been the one in control of everything. Whether it was the grand scheme of the old world or the re-emergence of this war, he always calculated everything. How could he possibly put himself in such a truly desperate situation?
that moment.
It dawned on him.
But he did not retreat, letting the raging flames climb up his body.
"Have you forgotten? You have indeed forgotten."
He laughed, his eyes red-rimmed.
“I’m not doing this for myself. I know you wouldn’t do it after I told you everything, so this is the only way I can free you… because from beginning to end…”
"You've always been the brother I could only look up to but never reach."
……
Countless flames adorned the entire long river.
From that distant future to that long past, in the war of time, Lynn left countless sparks here, intending to resist that invasion of time.
The moment he was born, he had already foreseen this fate.
Use those outdated decorations.
Let's ignite this vast galaxy.
But the boy did not dodge, or perhaps out of despair, he let the flames engulf him.
“You have forgotten, and you can only forget. You entrusted me with the task of guarding this dream, and you let me wait in my sleep, saying that one day you will be able to break through the barrier between end and eternity and end this endless cycle of reincarnation... But that is too painful, really too painful. I can use sleep to escape these long years, but you have to stay clear-headed.”
"You think I ruined your life? No, brother... even if it was outside, it was just a trivial part of your memory."
that moment.
He finally told him the truth.
Those moving and cruel moments, like connecting countless past events, caused his pupils to dilate slightly.
Immortal and immortal.
Neither born nor die.
After the battle against that final apocalypse ended, you were the only will he left behind.
Having shattered the past and stripped away its essence, it plunged into the mortal world, undergoing reincarnation after reincarnation, waiting in eternity, hoping to find the outcome of that life.
But just like what they experienced in this dream.
At the end of each life, you can regain the lost memories; upon waking in each life, it's like waking from an absurd, dramatic dream. You are still you.
You persevered.
You said you could give me relief if I couldn't take it anymore, but I'm not willing.
Because if even I leave, then there will truly be eternal loneliness with no one else around.
But year after year.
Era after era.
But where is the outcome you desire, brother?
“I am the last one still alive to accompany you out of eternity. I was also the first one to be liberated by you. I can’t hold on any longer… but I don’t want to be free, because I know that if I leave, you will continue to endure. This torment will only accompany you for longer and longer.”
Amidst the burning black flames, he still gripped the blade piercing his chest, but his voice was so low it was almost imperceptible.
"You said that after the end there is still eternity."
"But all I know is that you can't remember the events of the previous cycle of reincarnation, which means that everything that happens after the end is no longer relevant to us."
“I know you want to do something for this world… but I don’t care… all I see is your increasingly numb eyes every time I wake up…”
So he wanted to do something.
He wanted him to be freed from this predicament together.
Even if all of this goes against his wishes!
Even if all of this goes against their ideals!
He absolutely refused to watch him suffer any longer.
All that happened when he was once again caught in the cycle of reincarnation in the mortal world, he was pulled into this dream.
He used time to obscure his memory, accompanying him step by step on this final return to oneness, because he knew that the weight of ideals gave him the perseverance, but if only this endless eternity remained, then they would surely do everything in their power to break this eternal deadlock, just like they did back then.
"Only you can become the First One, only you can merge with that calamity, and only by breaking this current stalemate... can all this end."
His eyes were red-rimmed, his lips were cracked, and in the raging fire, he told him everything.
"So... it's okay if you hate me."
"Because we've already reached this final step..."
hum-
At that moment, he suddenly reached out and pressed his hand against the divine core between his eyebrows. When the destructive power swept through, it was too late to stop it.
"Then I will definitely lead you to that ending!"
……
……
The end of time.
That battle tore the universe apart, with flames that blotted out the sky intertwining and colliding with endless darkness.
On the ruins of the shattered Black Night City, the final showdown between two great wills took place. Every collision and fierce battle propelled the entire end towards its rumbling collapse.
Despite Lynn's best efforts.
After fusing the memories of that god-king, his understanding and control of power have been further elevated.
Even so, given the enormous difference in size, he still couldn't gain the upper hand against the man in black robes.
Sonorous——
When the black trident blasted his sword away, his body was already shattered, and he could only barely stand under its immense power.
"Lynn."
The figure in black robes remained composed, holding a trident, standing before the shattered royal court like an unshakeable wall.
His eyes held tenderness, but there was no room for mercy.
"Many things cannot be used immediately. He is indeed very strong. His accumulated experience over countless lifetimes has made him almost a supermodel monster. But no matter how strong he is, he has already left a deep mark on this dream. You can use it, and so can I."
"The only difference is that you are my raven, while I am your true form."
He is the Violet Lord, and also the Lord of the End.
Whether in terms of size, status, or experience, he far surpasses him.
Lynn, panting, slowly stood up. The raging black flames roared out from the dream and once again gathered in his hand the burning longsword.
"Are you?"
"Oh?"
The figure in the black robe smiled slightly.
Lynn gasped for breath:
“The Great King I know was willing to sacrifice everything to give this world an answer. He fought with all his might so that this new world could continue. And you? You are nothing but an evil spirit in a dream, a puppet of the end. I have never regarded you as him.”
"Because you don't deserve it!"
The figure in black robes chuckled softly and addressed him:
"Yes, I don't deserve it. I do possess those memories, and I remember those ideals, but those things no longer stir any emotion within me. Those passions and beautiful ideals have left only coldness in my heart. Looking back, it's like a scene from a past life. I no longer empathize, nor do I understand..."
"But even without those things, I think I can still get things done."
boom--
With a casual strike from the trident, Lynn was instantly routed and driven to the outskirts of Night City.
His figure approached step by step, like a nightmare drawing ever closer.
"If I have ever truly lost anything, I think it would be my heart."