Chapter 135

Chapter 135: The Sealing Spell Strikes

“Strange Woman”

In the dead of night, Lynn lay on the bed in his private compartment on the train, staring at the cramped ceiling, muttering to himself.

It had been two days since they left Orlen City and boarded the train.

Now, it was the early hours of the third day, and they would reach Troy City by evening, bringing this not-so-long train journey to an end, after which they would use the Teleportation Array to reach the Imperial Capital.

However, Lynn was filled with confusion.

He had expected to be attacked at night by that perverted woman, but surprisingly, he hadn’t seen her even once in the past three days.

Even Greya and Afia hardly came to see him, making him think he was being shunned.

But Lynn wasn’t the type to chase after cold shoulders.

So, in these two days, he had taken the time to sort out his current abilities.

【Name: Lynn】

【Race: Human】

【Age: 17】

【Belief: End of Days】

【Tier: Level 2】

【Extraordinary Abilities: Time’s Veil – Level 2 / Fraud Game – Level 3 / Thorn Crown – Level 4 / Heart of the Scorching Dragon – Level 4 / Sorceress of the End – Level 5】

【Divine Factors: 55】

【Remaining System Points: 253】

During the Level 0 Sealed Item incident, Lynn drastically altered the plot deviation of Ivyst and the Sorceress of the End, earning himself a hefty reward of two thousand points.

He then spent those points to max out the number of Divine Factors he could handle at Level 2.

With 55 Divine Factors, he had more than many Level 3 Transcendents, not to mention that his factors came from the Sorceress of the End, making their strength and amplification terrifyingly powerful.

Even without practical experience, just looking at his stats, Lynn could easily be considered among the elite of Level 3.

If these newly ignited Divine Factors got a boost from Witch Miss’s reinforcement, his power would multiply several times over.

And just recently, he had finally leveled up to Level 2.

Of course, beyond Divine Factors, he had also upgraded both Fraud Game and Thorn Crown by one tier each, improving the effects of both skills to varying degrees.

First up was Fraud Game, which increased the probability of stealing others’ extraordinary abilities, and the success rate of the Liars’ Devourer’s lies was greatly boosted.

Now, as long as he wasn’t facing a powerhouse above Level 5, he could casually use lies to manipulate others.

He could even kill those with wavering wills using lies.

Thorn Crown’s upgrade wasn’t as evident, simply doubling the reflected pain energy from two to four times.

Overall, this skill was still quite useful.

After all, the last time he was possessed by two mighty demons, he managed to inflict a moment of pain on them both.

Though at that time, the Creation Demon and the Tyrant King were pretty weak, around the Level 6 Half-Divine range, and they were somewhat drained due to the intense battle.

If they truly manifested, Lynn doubted he could harm them with this skill.

A thousand pain energy points were about the maximum he could accumulate in a short time.

Any more and he’d probably break down mentally.

For many gods, their divine nature overshadows humanity, granting them immunity to pain.

So the last time he used it was just a clever trick.

This ability was mainly useful on the battlefield against humans or low-tier extraordinary beings.

If he could accumulate pain energy for three years, then release it in a panic, the entire battlefield would turn into a slaughterhouse, with all the monsters being mercilessly wiped out.

This was one of Lynn’s hidden cards.

If one day he found himself on the demon battlefields, this ability would surely shine brightly.

So, knowing Ivyst’s Royal Selection score, he was completely unfazed.

Even if the second prince was leading by over ten thousand points, closing the gap only required a few large-scale operations against the demon race.

Not to mention, the Imperial Capital, Glosting, itself was a vast stage, offering countless opportunities for point gains.

So until the last moment, anything could happen.

Lynn thought to himself.

Then he focused on the new ability that had appeared on his list.

This was an ability he had just drawn.

Since each ability required ten times the points of the last draw, this time Lynn spent a painful thousand points.

He couldn’t imagine where he’d get the next ten thousand from.

Unless he could complete Witch Miss’s trials and max out the plot deviations of those new S-class characters.

After all, Lynn knew those were new S-class characters.

Sighing softly, a small pocket watch mark suddenly appeared in his palm, glowing with a pale white light.

He gently turned the second hand on the watch back three seconds, and the next moment, his body abruptly disappeared from the bed.

Three seconds later, Lynn reappeared, still lying on the bed as if he had never moved at all.

Such was his new ability.

【Name: Time’s Veil】

【Tier: Level 2】

【Effect: You can borrow a certain amount of time from your future self ten minutes ahead. During this time, you will enter a time rift, dodging any attacks from your opponent.】

【Activation Condition: Must possess more than 20 Divine Factors】

【Points required for ascending: 300】

While not the direct damage-dealing ability Lynn had always dreamed of, its effects were incredibly game-changing.

Just the fact that he couldn’t be targeted already ranked it among the best survival skills in the world.

Plus, this skill had no cooldown time.

This greatly compensated for Lynn’s current fragility, massively boosting his survival rate.

Unfortunately, his style was getting more and more skewed.

He had once been a brute force warrior type, after all.

But thinking it over, with Her Highness the Princess and Witch Miss around, just how powerful could his own output even be?

Best to cling to their snowy-white beautiful legs instead.

Shaking his head at this thought, Lynn pulled out a card from his pocket.

!

Sealed Item 1-0106, the Card of Piness.

This was a sealed item given to him by Ivyst. Unfortunately, he had previously lacked enough Divine Factors to activate it.

Now that Lynn’s strength had significantly increased, he decided to try once more.

There were a total of 54 similar cards, each with a unique design and suit, representing extremely powerful extraordinary weapons or special abilities that could significantly enhance their host.

This card he held was particularly peculiar.

Recalling the voice that echoed in his mind last time, Lynn frowned.

This item had an intricate connection to the Prisoner of Fate, but ever since he drew the Liars’ Devourer, he seemed to keep running into events related to this deity.

Moreover, to Milani, this card merely seemed like a two of spades.

Lynn later confirmed with Greya and the others, and they all gave him the same answer.

But only he saw the card face as a joker.

Was he the special one?

Lynn pondered silently.

As warm red extraordinary power slowly flowed into the card, moments later, it began to change.

Ten black threads appeared out of thin air before Lynn, like black snakes slithering around.

Then, under his gaze, the black threads slowly wrapped around his ten fingers, as if he was adorned with ten black rings.

“What is this…”

Feeling the chilling touch on his skin and a certain dexterous feeling as if it was part of him, Lynn instinctively moved his index finger.

The next second, accompanied by a barely audible whoosh, the black thread coiled around his finger shot out suddenly, slicing a nearby wine bottle cleanly in half, like a hot knife through butter.

The whole process was almost silent, akin to a stealthy assassination.

Lynn was instantly taken aback.

He hardly exerted any effort, yet had so easily cut through a glass item’s hardness; if it were a person’s neck, wouldn’t the lethality be even greater?

It seemed he could control up to ten of these fine threads at once.

With this in mind, Lynn began to experiment with interest.

One by one, the black threads either tautened or turned supple, dancing through the air like flitting little black snakes.

What a fickle little pup.

As he flipped through the pages, Ivyst thought blankly.

In the compartment, Ivyst, just out of the shower, wore a rather revealing bathrobe, the deep crevice at the collar showing hints of her fair skin.

At that moment, she sat at the desk reading, but she was hardly just reading.

Ivyst was annoyed at some jerk who hadn’t come to see her for a full two days.

Hadn’t they just kissed in the study two days ago?

Now just a few days later, it was like nothing had happened—had he really moved on?

With this thought, Ivyst absentmindedly flipped to the next page of her book.

While she had previously boasted about making Lynn fall in love with the version of her in this timeframe, it was mostly just a proclamation to the future Sorceress of the End.

It didn’t mean she really had the means to do so.

After all, similar experiences and feelings, Ivyst had only ever had with that guy—she had zero experience.

Just then, an involuntary glance caught her eye as she read a particular line in the book.

“As a woman, learn to enhance your own value rather than continuously devalue yourself.”

“For men, especially indecisive ones, a cold and hot attitude is far more effective than mindless pursuit.”

“Make them realize that it’s not you who need them, but they need you; you are unique and irreplaceable.”

“…”

Upon reading these lines, a glint sparked in Ivyst’s crimson eyes.

Then a cold smile crept across her lips.

It seemed her silence over the past few days had indeed successfully put the theory from the book into practice.

And now, it was time to let him know who the irreplaceable master was.

Calculating the time, it should be close to when “that” would happen.