Chapter 292: Constantly Crashing (Rewritten)

The Red Moon is still constantly approaching; if Lin Yifan and they cannot leave this plane, everyone will be polluted and become new Maggot Human Bone.

Even so, what meaning does fleeing now have?

Lin Yifan's question made Aerilia fall silent as well; she helplessly gave a wry smile and said softly:

"Lin Yifan, I know what you're thinking, but the people of the Silver Dragon Knight Corps are different; their mission is to find the Dawnbreak Sword. Since they now know the sword is in your hands, they will stop at nothing to take it back."

"As for whether they can leave after taking it back, they won't even think about that, because they have all been brain‑washed. They fully trust the Dawn Alliance, believing the Alliance will send people to rescue them, so if you don't want to die, leave here immediately."

"Although this may not guarantee your survival or that of your compatriots, it's still better than dying right now, right?"

Lin Yifan indeed entertained the idea of cooperating with the Dawn Alliance; he never cared much about so‑called divine artifacts, and being recognized as the master of the Dawnbreak was something he never expected.

So in his heart he intended to return the item to the Dawn Alliance, never having intended to keep it for himself; therefore he also thought there was still a possibility of cooperation with the Dawn Alliance.

But Aerilia's words at that moment completely shattered his resolve!

At this point, Aerilia had no need to deceive him.

So Lin Yifan no longer hesitated, lifted Ruan Qingtan and headed toward another direction to escape.

However, before leaving, he turned to the crowd and said:

"You all heard my conversation with the elven princess just now; the situation is now critical. Even I cannot guarantee my own safety; following me is too dangerous for you."

"Therefore each of you should flee for your lives! Whether we meet again later is left to fate. I hope everyone can take care of themselves."

After saying this, Lin Yifan directly led the people to leave.

Yet at that moment, the direction he chose to leave was suddenly blocked by a massive, black‑shrouded crowd, led by a familiar face—Rotas of the Dark Night Divine Cult.

"Long time no see, my friend!" Rotas, upon seeing Lin Yifan, proactively stepped forward to greet him.

As for people of the Dark Night Divine Cult, Lin Yifan also held no good feeling toward them.

Frankly, whether it's the Dark Night Divine Cult or the Dawn Alliance, they are both raiders.

If one must differentiate, the Dawn Alliance disguises itself a bit better, while the Dark Night Divine Cult doesn't even bother to disguise.

Since both are thieves, Lin Yifan naturally hates them equally!

But at this moment he cannot turn his back on these people, because the Silver Dragon Knight Corps behind him had already surrounded him.

The scene at that moment could be described as having tigers in front and wolves behind!

So this is a 2‑choice‑1 game, and the chooser is Lin Yifan!

Since there is no choice, Lin Yifan can only hand over the smiling face before him.

He took a deep breath, calmly shook hands with Rotas, and with a forced smile said:

"It hasn't been long; we just met yesterday!"

The Red Moon keeps approaching, the whole world is shrouded in its crimson light; the sun has long ceased to appear, so everyone's sense of time is rather vague.

Only Lin Yifan vaguely feels that the flow of time is off, as if many years have passed yet only an instant.

So, to be cautious, he probably guessed a time at random!

Yet Rotas, upon hearing this, was slightly stunned, frowned, and said:

"Mr. Lin Yifan, the last time we met was three months ago. How could it be yesterday? I didn't expect someone so young to have such a poor memory."

"Three months ago?" Lin Yifan was instantly stunned, opening his mouth in disbelief:

"That's impossible! Although I sensed the passage of time, it certainly hasn't been three months. Rotas, you are a leader; speaking so carelessly is irresponsible!"

Even so, Lin Yifan at that moment felt something was off.

Because of his relationship with Rotas, there was no need to make such a morbid joke.

More importantly, when Rotas heard Lin Yifan's words, his brows also knitted into a deep frown.

After hesitating for a moment, he flipped his hand, and a calendar appeared on his palm; he pointed to the date on the calendar and said:

"Because many Instance planes in this world have incomplete cores, after a period they will completely collapse and become nourishment for Redundant Gods."

"To avoid my own time becoming fuzzy, I bring an alarm clock with me every time I go out; every 24 hours it rings, and each time it reminds me, I tear off a page from the calendar to mark that a day has passed."

"I clearly remember the day we met—it was March 5th, and today is already June 7th, meaning three months and two days have passed since our last meeting. I don't understand what you have experienced to make your sense of time so blurred."

"But I can tell you clearly: when you enter an Instance where all electronic devices are cut off and you must survive on your own abilities, congratulations—you've hit the hardest Instance ever."

Rotas's words made Lin Yifan's heart sink.

He looked down at the Ruan Qingtan in his arms, noticing her complexion was almost transparent, her breathing so weak it was barely detectable.

He suddenly realized that perhaps it wasn't his perception of time that was wrong, but the space they were in had already become distorted.

"Do you mean… the flow of time in this plane differs from the outside?" Lin Yifan asked hoarsely.

Rotas put away the calendar, his expression solemn, and nodded:

"Not only that, this plane is being devoured by the Red Moon; time and space are on the brink of collapse. You feel only days have passed, but in reality the outside has already gone three months. Worse still…"

He paused, glanced at the Silver Dragon Knight Corps pressing in behind Lin Yifan, and lowered his voice:

"The Dawn Alliance doesn't care about this plane's survival; they only want the Dawnbreak Sword and will forcefully tear open space to escape. Those who stay here will vanish together with the plane."

Lin Yifan clenched his fists. He should have known that since the Dawn Alliance would do anything for the artifact, they wouldn't care about ordinary people's lives.

"So, what do you intend to do now?" Rotas squinted, looking at him meaningfully, "Cooperate with us, perhaps there's still a sliver of hope."