Chapter 1230: Uncontrollable

f—pain...

Extreme pain...

The rain poured down.

Lin An, who had fallen from the sky like a meteor, suddenly crashed down.

It was as if a mortal challenging the divine had been struck down by endless divine might from the heavens; perhaps having glimpsed energy that should not exist at this stage, Lin An now felt the backlash of the rules and fell directly into a grave injury.

His whole body was charred black, with large amounts of blood streaming from cracked skin, appearing utterly miserable.

"Lin Dui!? Are you alright, Lin Dui!"

"Holy shit! You actually blew yourself up!?"

On the ground, Zhang Tie, who had hastily caught Lin An, was panic-stricken, his voice trembling with tears.

I can't comprehend it; everything happened too fast.

Just a minute ago, Lin An seemed to have thought of something, then suddenly shot up into the sky, as if challenging the heavens themselves; the next second, thunder and lightning flashed, and a massive explosion like a sunburst erupted from high above.

Immediately after... Lin Dui fell down..

He didn't even know what Lin An was doing.

Starting from the Suturer, he had never seen Lin An injured so badly; in his panic, he was at a total loss. Lin An was his mainstay—if anything happened to Lin An, he wouldn't know what to do!

"Huh.."

"No.. problem.."

He spat out mouthfuls of blood.

Cold rainwater trickled down the black mask, carrying bright red blood into the earth.

Lin An gave a bitter smile, his face deathly pale; even with the mask, one could still see how bitter his expression was.

Amidst the bitterness, there was a hint of shock and ecstasy.

He had succeeded, yet also failed.

He really had, according to his own theory, formed a clump of arcane energy capable of transcending time.

But due to extreme instability and unknown causes, the sudden burst of boundless power blasted him half to death, as if he had touched the realm of the divine...

The Fire Stealer suffered divine punishment.

The Time-Stained One cannot be forgiven..

Why did this problem arise?

Why did it suddenly explode..

Why was the power so great?

Countless questions swirled in Lin An's mind; his eyes still seemed to retain the image of that arcane orb, contracted to a point, then vanished and exploded again.

That arcane orb definitely traveled back into the past! Perhaps one second, perhaps one microsecond! But he truly succeeded!

Pre-compressing individually was correct.

Compressing then merging was correct.

Merging then regaining control was also correct.

But the problem arose precisely at the moment of regaining control.

"Relying on oneself.. can't one control the rules.."

"Or perhaps I made a mistake in some step.. there's still something I don't understand.."

His eyes held a hint of confusion.

At this moment, Lin An's heart was filled with complexity; the sudden failure plunged him directly into self-doubt.

This shouldn't be the case..

Using the system-acknowledged rules to activate spacetime superposition works; using the Causal Sequence works; using the Sand of Time also works..

But relying solely on his own power to control time... seems impossible...

Regret and unwillingness.

Beneath the rapidly healing wound, Lin An forced himself to stand.

Seeing the masses of Long An soldiers standing in the rain, suddenly awakened, he waved his hand to add a layer of shield, indicating they need not worry about him.

Although his injuries were severe, fortunately there was no immediate danger.

He pushed away Zhang Tie, who still wanted to support him, and Lin An couldn't help but fall into deep thought again.

"Just one step away.. just one step away and I could succeed.."

"That arcane orb sent back into the past is absolutely terrifying..."

Looking at his hands, blasted down to bare bone, Lin An involuntarily drew a deep breath.

Compared to other conceptions of merely being unable to defend or dodge, this transcendent spacetime strike; moreover, the arcane orb just now had its power stacked. Its might was such that it could easily kill a third-stage peak cultivator.

Factoring in its transcendent-temporal trait..

Perhaps even killing a fourth-stage cultivator from the third stage is not impossible!

"What exactly is the problem.."

"What should I do...!"

He clenched his fists silently, crimson blood dripping.

Unwilling to let himself off, Lin An frantically raced his mind, trying to locate the problem.

Just then, a series of alert sounds rang out one after another.

That was..

Only saw, on the communication device tossed into the space ring, messages from Tai Er flashing wildly.

"Lord Lei En!"

The North American warzone has found us!

They have united a full squad of third-rank fighters from other warzones and are preparing to attack us!!

We've been tricked! Their coordinates are absolutely not the point shown on the map!

Boom—crack!

Silver light streaked across the sky, briefly illuminating the darkness.

Lin An blinked slightly, his mind instantly turning to the system map.

As expected, on the map the North American warzone was shown some distance south of the Soviet Union, not considered dangerous.

Andre, are we going to make a move..

Just, did he guess I am Rayen? Or does he have another motive?

His face sank.

I originally thought there was still enough time left for myself.

But seeing Tel's plea for help, Lin An also realized that Andre's actions were far faster than he had estimated.

Never underestimating Andre's thinking, Lin An could not believe that Andre would make a choice without confidence.

This is..

Forcing me to go over?

Uninterrupted flight.

Directly crossing over an indigenous town below, in the night the Soviet squad where Tel was located was frantically fleeing.

Following Lin An's order, they also learned to disperse and hide like Long An; this squad was their core members.

But who could have thought, this squad that was no longer on the map was precisely captured by Andre and others; it had appeared at the edge of their vision two hours ago.

Damn it!

How exactly did this guy find them!?

Facing the North American warzone, the Soviet high command, while not having much confidence, was not overly panicked.

After all, although the top-tier combat strength was lacking..

In the absence of Rayen, Andre could not handle it. However, the numbers of the remaining third ranks were actually not much different between them.

But if other warzones join the fight, it's different.

The forces that burst out from Africa and Oceania overwhelmed them in third-rank numbers.

It's incomprehensible how Andre managed to persuade other warzones in such a short time; at this point the map is completely unreliable.

Has Lord Rayen replied!?

If he doesn't show up, we'll be in great danger!

He asked anxiously.

The pursuers led by Andre are now tightly hanging on them.

Leisurely, as if fishing.

I know! I'm contacting!

After responding urgently, Tel's heart filled with lament. Every time it's like this!

At the slightest provocation, they are ganged up on and chased!

All that can be said is that, on this continent they are the overlords, naturally accepting challenges; looking worldwide, they lack the ability to ally with other warzones.

They hadn't considered allying with the Huaxia warzone; after they expended a precious communication prop, the Huaxia Military they contacted simply ignored them.

On the contrary, they unusually asked them.. where is Rayen..

This squad is obviously also eyeing the kill points!

Instinctively turning back, Tel couldn't help but gaze at that white silhouette far away.

Only to see, as if telepathic, Andre flying in midair gave him an eerie smile; in that gaze, it seemed as if he regarded them as dead.