novelHire Chapter 2611 is finally coming!
Chapter 2611 is finally coming!
At first, they were still unwilling to give in and intended to fight back.
But after Lynn used unmatched means to kill them one by one outside the border of the disaster, they finally realized the gap between them.
They trembled and were afraid, not daring to go beyond the line.
Because they know it very well.
If they dare to take a step forward, what awaits them the next moment is thunderous suppression and torture and pain that will make you scream at the top of your lungs.
Just like eternity is a torture for the entire main universe.
Then Lynn would never go back on his word.
He will also make them feel the extreme pain brought by this eternity.
Twenty years.
The black fire in Lin En's body has burned to the limit that he can bear.
Even during that very long period of time, Lin En slept for a long time on the dusty supreme throne, and had to personally suppress the raging black flames in his body to prevent them from dissipating and escaping, because even a trace of flame dissipating could cause irreparable and terrible consequences to the entire Night City and the starry sky in an instant.
He is too strong.
It is so powerful that no one can understand or imagine it.
"So the threshold you're talking about is Black Fire?"
In that distant past, Lin En returned to that time point again and met the figure representing reincarnation.
Lynn looked at him.
"Letting the black fire ignite in my dreams is the key to whether I can defeat that disaster, is that right? But I still find it difficult to cross this step."
The figure remained calm.
He did not give him a definite answer, he still said the same thing to him before.
"Wait, the time has not come yet."
And ever since he mastered the third stage of Black Fire, he had no more duels.
Although Lin En still didn't know the upper limit of this God King, but now, after he gradually felt the horror of the black fire, it would be too emotional to use the black fire on Lao Deng, who was both his teacher and friend.
Although he really wanted to beat him up.
"Okay, what about the second threshold?"
Lynn's eyes flickered.
"I think the threshold you're talking about is probably referring to my dream. So how can I expand it further? I think you could at least tell me a little more about this."
The figure glanced sideways, meeting his gaze for the first time in many years.
He didn't speak for a long time.
But Lynn still looked at him, his gaze unchanged, with great determination in his eyes.
He finally moved, but just said calmly:
"Once you cross the first threshold, the second threshold will no longer be a problem for you. But I still hope you remember that no matter what you may experience, you must not give up your goal. If you waver, then this threshold will be a dead end for you."
Lynn left.
He didn't get the answer he wanted here.
But when he finally left, he heard words coming from the figure behind him.
"Go, don't come back. This last part of the journey can only be walked by yourself."
"If you can just step over it, it will be over..."
Lynn was taken aback.
But when he turned around, the figure was no longer behind him.
But he didn't know if it was his own illusion. His last words were like the farewell of an old man, just like the practice offered to you when you really opened the door of your home and stood at the final destination after overcoming all obstacles in the long years.
Because in the end, you will have to walk the road alone.
……
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Thirty years.
An unprecedented shock swept across the entire main universe in an instant without any warning, just like the night before the painter was swallowed. The shock spread to every corner of the main universe, and even the ubiquitous laws trembled in unison at that moment.
In the empire, all the new gods in the entire Night City rushed out of their residences at that moment, looking solemnly in the direction of the disordered deep space.
And not just Night City.
Including the jailers led by Avril and the countless legions stationed at the border of the main universe, they all felt the change and entered the highest level of combat readiness.
"Finally...it's coming."
Avril held the black sword in her hand, looked up at the darkness surging in the deep sky, and gripped the hilt of the sword tightly with her five fingers.
It has been nearly a hundred years.
After devouring the painter, the disaster finally brought about the shock of the dream talk again.
That silent fear permeates the blood of every living being in the main universe.
Even if you just look up at the sky, you will be suffocated by the thick darkness, making it difficult for you to breathe, and making you fall to the ground with instinctive fear.
The Holy Temple of the Lord Universe.
On the dusty throne, Lin En also opened his eyes at the same time.
Pitch-black flames blazed fiercely on his body, covering the entire throne, just as his gaze instantly pierced through the boundless space and landed on the deepest part of the chaotic abyss.
Night City.
Ser Egwene and the Self-Bound Angel solemnly walked out of the highest royal court.
High in the sky, two beams of light, one black and one silver, broke through the air. The terrifying power of the laws that erupted enveloped the shaking Night City and stabilized the interference of the laws here. They glanced sideways at Sir Egwene and the Self-Bound Angel and nodded to them.
"Will this be the last battle?"
The self-bound angel bit her lip, her long hair covering her face, lowered her head and whispered.
Ser Egwene glanced sideways and said:
"It will come sooner or later. We can't hide it, no one can hide it."
He clenched his fists.
Under the thick darkness, the disordered deep space outside the main universe became even more chaotic, and those marginal worlds close to the border were also silently swallowed up into the darkness.
Even the numerous disordered creatures wandering in the deep space were constantly emitting sharp and piercing screams at this moment, as if they were also trapped in uncontrollable dark fear in the shock of this dream talk, and the darkness gradually swallowed up all the light.
It was like an omen.
On this day, the entire main universe fell into deathly silence, and all the legions were waiting for the arrival of true terror.
Just like a hundred years ago, when the painter sacrificed himself, the dark night swept across the entire main universe.
but.
The strong shock from the law level finally slowly dissipated, and finally calm was restored.
"What on earth is this..."
The self-bound angel said in shock.
The Black Tide did not invade the main universe on a large scale like it did that time.
Ser Egwene's eyes were fixed on the border of the disordered deep space, her fingers almost piercing her palms.
At this moment, a commotion suddenly broke out among the crowd in the distance.
The clown suddenly grabbed his head, his whole body was shaking, his eyebrows were squeezed together tightly, and waves of chaotic music kept echoing in his body. He opened his mouth but no sound came out, and his eyes were gradually filled with great pain and confusion.
"Joker! What's wrong with you?!"
……
The same situation occurred almost at the same time within the jailer group.
The first one to have problems was Avril. She knelt on one knee on the ground, shaking constantly, chaotic streams of colors constantly flowing on her skin, and big drops of sweat dripped from her forehead and chin.
"Don't get close!"
She suddenly stretched out her hand to stop the panic of the dragon guards. She was breathing heavily, and her eyes were completely filled with extremely chaotic emotions.
She turned around with difficulty and staggered to look at the entire group of jailers following her.
that moment.
everyone.
All the jailers.
They all seemed to be caught in some kind of huge frenzy and calling, their pupils dilated, like a drop of black ink falling into a pond, it was a surging disorder and chaos.