But then again, why should I go to such lengths for this woman?
As Lynn learned more about the timeline setting, a thought suddenly emerged in his heart.
Upon reflection, he didn't even like her, and everything that had happened between them had been quite grievous.
All of it had been forced upon him by that dreadful antagonist, the Imperial Princess, from the past.
Although the Doomsday Witch now seemed like a changed person and wasn't so outrageous anymore, the things she had done couldn't just vanish.
Moreover, Lynn couldn't help but recall the scene just now.
"My name is Lynn... Lynn Bartleion."
"I've never heard of you."
Remembering her cold demeanor at that time, a surge of anger welled up within Lynn's heart.
He very much wanted to tear open his collar and show her the thorny mark she had left on his chest in the past.
Although reason told him that the Doomsday Witch now had no memory of those past events,
emotions couldn't prevent Lynn from feeling the turmoil inside at this moment.
You were the one who kidnapped me, completely altering the trajectory of my life, so why can you now act oblivious and sever ties as if nothing happened?
He really wanted to point at her nose and question her.
But in the end, he restrained the impulse.
Do not forget the original purpose.
Ultimately, he had come here to escape from that woman's clutches and sought to become a follower of the Doomsday Witch, to rekindle the Divine-given factor.
He mustn't get things backwards.
With that in mind, Lynn took a deep breath and looked again at the Doomsday Witch, "Your Highness, in fact I call upon you today because I have a request."
The Doomsday Witch idly toyed with the Order Chains wrapped around her slender neck, seeming somewhat indifferent.
"You should be able to see that I once followed the Lord of Billion Stars, only to be betrayed by Him, which resulted in me becoming God Forsaken." Lynn bowed respectfully, "Therefore, I pray that you will embrace me, allowing me to become your follower, to reignite the Divine-given factor."
It is said that the enemy of my enemy is my friend.
Judging from the statues in the Pantheon, the Lord of Billion Stars was also one of the chief culprits behind the Sealing of the Doomsday Witch.
She surely would not refuse... right?
Just as this thought arose, he saw the white-haired woman lightly shake her head, "I refuse."
Lynn stood frozen, "Why?"
In response, the Doomsday Witch did not answer but raised her forefinger and gently pointed towards the top of the Pantheon.
Lynn instinctively looked up.
Following the undulations, what originally spiraled upwards at the top of the structure receded as swiftly as mirages, replaced by a sight that shocked him.
At a glance, the vast, boundless starry sky unfurled before him like a scroll.
But this was not the main point.
Looking up at the object suspended high in the sky, Lynn subconsciously swallowed.
At this moment, he felt like a frog in a well, realizing just how minuscule he truly was.
It was a Magic Weapon resembling a fortress, casting a shadow as if to engulf the entire planet in the dark before destruction.
Because it was so huge, the shadow seemed to blanket the entire planet in the darkness that precedes annihilation.
This was the thought that unconsciously filled Lynn's mind.
In the original tale, the Doomsday Witch was too powerful to be killed by any gods.
Hence, the hero sought an alternative path, spending tens of thousands of years to completely refine a supermassive planet into such an ultimate destructive superweapon.
The collision of planets was already cataclysmic by itself.
With the augment of the Magic Matrix, its vast and boundless might was probably going to increase by several magnitudes.
Ironically, Lynn felt that even if the aftermath of the explosion were to destroy an entire star system, it wouldn't be an exaggeration.
Because at this moment, aside from Ivyst who was imprisoned within the Pantheon, there were no living beings left on the entire planet.
Everyone had fled to the sanctuaries created by their worshipped deities within the Divine Kingdom, just to avoid the ultimate battle between the protagonist and antagonist factions.
Fortunately, in the end, justice prevailed.
And looking at the current situation, this apocalyptic-level Magic Weapon could at any moment bring down divine punishment with the force of thunder.
When that time arrived, the Doomsday Witch would meet her end inside the Pantheon.
Once she perished completely, her divinity dissipated, and the Divine-given factor within her devotees would extinguish as well.
Thus, it was an utterly meaningless act.
Lynn's heart gradually cooled.
However, the Doomsday Witch had not yet finished speaking.
"Moreover..." The white-haired woman, who was usually so aloof, now had a smirk of mockery at the corner of her mouth, "I have already said, I do not know you."
"You think you are worthy to be my devotee?"
Gazing at her indifferent but maliciously smiling face, Lynn almost thought he saw the shadow of that antagonist Imperial Princess.
Although sensually speaking, the two were worlds apart.
Lynn fell into silence.
The Doomsday Witch seemed unwilling to let him stay any longer, waving her hand lightly.
The next second, a space rift glowing with black light quietly appeared behind Lynn.
Feeling the familiar pull, Lynn knew he was about to return to his original era.
This departure might be a forever goodbye.
Without a word, Lynn bowed his head and allowed that force to draw him into the rift.
Seeing this, the white-haired woman withdrew her gaze.
At the same time, chains of Order hanging from all directions suddenly began to glow with a scorching golden brilliance!
Accompanied by the attack of the gods' power, the Doomsday Witch slightly furrowed her brows in intense pain.
Although she was seriously injured at the moment, she could still, with her current power, block the scrutiny of the gods, allowing this place to exist independently from the temporal-spatial reality, unaffected by the external world.
But the Order Chains that sealed her caused her unbearable agony every day.
It was as if they were methodically breaking down her mental resolve through a form of torture and inquisition.
The Doomsday Witch closed her eyes, quietly enduring everything.
"So, you were eager for me to leave because you were afraid of me seeing you in this pathetic state."
Suddenly, a voice came through, prompting the Doomsday Witch to open her eyes.
She instinctively looked into the distance.
Lynn, who should have been sucked into the spatial rift, was now desperately clinging to the edge of the rift, resisting the suction force around him.
Half of his body was already swallowed by the black space, but he still refused to disappear.
The Doomsday Witch's expression turned ice cold instantly.
While enduring the pain from the golden light, she waved her hand once more.
The already powerful force of attraction instantly increased several folds.
Lynn's body was as contorted as a curved shrimp, as awkward as can be.
Yet, he still did not release his hands.
At this particular moment, the gazes of the two met again in the void.
"My name is Lynn Bartleion," he said through clenched teeth, glaring at her fiercely, "If that is your reason for rejecting me..."
"I will make you remember me, Ivyst."
He enunciated every word.
Before his statement was complete,
Lynn could no longer resist the force and disappeared into the space rift.