Stop Hypnotizing Me, Antagonist Princess!

Chapter 424: Chapter 250: Public Trial of the Whole City (15,000 Words)

Let time reverse to ten minutes earlier.

In the endless darkness, Lynn felt as if he had had a very, very long dream.

The specific details of the dream were beyond knowing, only vaguely recalling that he had spent an extremely long period in darkness, resembling torment, in the end, leaving only a void.

It was an extremely terrifying experience, even for someone with Lynn’s will and disposition, he almost got lost in this horrifying chaos.

Yet, just as his soul was about to annihilate, a familiar yet strange golden ring mark suddenly appeared before his eyes.

Being aware of his past life’s memories, Lynn realized very clearly that it was something known as the Moebius Ring.

This mark had once descended at the Divine Moon Gap during his duel with Divine Ancestor Xiya, resolving an imminent mortal crisis for him.

Besides this... there seemed to be some existences beyond concept and cognition.

In the very center of the Moebius Ring, a flickering star-like singularity shone unsteadily, like a black hole, threatening to engulf his consciousness and soul at just a glance, obliterating them completely.

? !

An astounded and uncertain Lynn was nearly fainting; it was a feeling of palpitation he had long not experienced...

He wasn’t sure if it was an illusion.

Standing before this vast and endless Moebius Ring, he even had a thought that "this existence before him might be higher in stature than Miss Witch and Divine Ancestor Xiya."

This thought was irrational and seemed quite absurd.

Yet, for some reason, it left him somewhat speechless.

It should be known that having read the original work, Lynn was very aware that throughout the entire book, there might not be an existence stronger than the two individuals who had long reached the peak of the Divine.

As for this Moebius Ring? It was an odd setting that had never appeared throughout the entire book.

An unexpected feeling suddenly gripped his heart, leaving Lynn, who always considered himself a transmigrator, uncharacteristically at a loss.

However, just as similar thoughts arose, his vision suddenly changed, as if swallowed by a black hole, he was instantly transported to another scene.

Regaining his senses, Lynn found himself standing in an infinite void at some unknown time.

This void felt somewhat familiar to him.

As if... it was similar to the scene when he first awoke as the Lie Swallowing.

At this moment, within this boundless void, peculiar strands seemed to defy the limits of time and space, converging here.

They danced in peculiar motions like living worms, continuously heading towards a common goal.

At the end of this tide of threads, a human-shaped shadow was crucified suspended in the void, the body forming a cross.

It was ’Prisoner of Destiny’!

Seeing that emaciated figure, Lynn instinctively called out the name.

Inexplicably, it felt like destiny’s guidance, and Lynn extended his hand almost intuitively, gently touching the thread closest to him.

For some reason, toward these peculiar existences, he felt no aversion or fear, instead a inexplicable sense of affinity.

However, beyond his expectation, as he touched that thread, the tide of images exploded like fireworks, then rushed into his mind all at once!

Pain!

Excruciating and unbearable pain!!!

As the user of the Thorny Crown’s ability, Lynn’s willpower was already beyond ordinary people.

But even so, within this illusory consciousness space, he experienced agony that surpassed his mental limits, contorting his expression.

At the same time, endless memories began to unfold before his eyes.

There were experiences from his past life, events that occurred after transmigrating, and even... memories that did not belong to him!

The entire process seemed to last just a fleeting moment, yet as if ten thousand years had passed.

The surging flood of memories continuously impacted Lynn’s mind, a residue of using the ’Prisoner of Destiny’s’ power, countless whispers advanced relentlessly against Lynn’s will.

If he couldn’t stabilize his mind timely, he might end up a lifetime as a vegetative state!

At this critical juncture, a scene dramatically unfolded, vividly materializing in Lynn’s mind:

It was a vast and majestic underground mausoleum, exuding a mysterious style not belonging to this Epoch, the empty image spun incessantly in Lynn’s mind, above the mausoleum lay a gigantic bronze coffin, from which an withered hand was extended.

Meanwhile, a grand voice echoed in Lynn’s ears.

The specific words of the voice were unknown, as if that mysterious consciousness was speaking in some language he couldn’t comprehend.

Yet, despite this, he still comprehended the meaning of that sentence.

"Come... find me..."

Then the vision vanished.

Was this a hint from the ’Prisoner of Destiny’?

What exactly was the connection between it and him?

Numerous doubts surfaced in Lynn’s mind, but there was no time to ponder.

For he felt his head was about to explode.

The powerful memory influx continuously assaulted Lynn’s soul, the intense pain seemingly tearing his will apart.

At this critical moment, a sudden gentle whisper descended from above like a beacon, pulling his consciousness back from the brink of collapse!

"Rest assured, master will not let you die."