Stop Hypnotizing Me, Antagonist Princess!

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Think about it carefully, and you'll know.

As a devotee of "Evil," what is he most craving right now?

——To complete the Ascension Trial laid out by Kushustan.

Having dealt with this "old friend" before, Lynn was very familiar with His character.

Combining that with the hint Xiya had dropped that day, it wasn't hard to guess that the so-called Amputator Burshman was actually a Fourth Rank Transcendent on the verge of becoming Legendary.

And one part of the trial he was currently undertaking was likely to invoke panic within a certain number of human groups, through a series of actions, becoming a frightening urban legend.

Therefore, the thing to do was actually quite simple.

Sensing the gazes from all directions, and the increasing number of onlookers, Lynn smiled gently.

"Councilman Blake, aren't you even a little bit curious about the true identity of Amputator Burshman?"

He suddenly raised his voice so that everyone present could hear him.

Councilman Blake looked around; the word "Amputator" caused unrest among the crowd.

He became even angrier.

"Speak."

At the same time, he cast a discreet glance at the guards beside him.

In Councilman Blake's view, this arrogant youth should pay the price for provoking a councilman.

Noticing this, Fourth Prince Joshua subtly shifted to the side, not wanting to be splattered with blood later.

Only Ivyst could no longer bear it and rushed toward him subconsciously.

At this moment, she seemed to foresee something, her silver teeth tightly clenched, eyes brimming with tears as she shouted loudly, "Lynn! Don't you dare speak! This Imperial Princess forbids you to speak!!!"

The distance between them closed in an instant.

However, none of this caused the slightest stir in Lynn's heart.

He simply raised his right hand slowly, bringing a joker card pinched between his index and middle fingers to his lips.

"It's simple," Lynn bared his white teeth, revealing a grim smile, "because..."

"I am the Amputator."

The next second, an infinite number of black threads exploded, whirling down towards Councilman Blake at the foot of the stairs like a hurricane!

"Whizz whizz whizz whizz——"

The dense sound of the threads cutting through the air instantly spread across the street.

The four High Rank Transcendents who were ready to capture Lynn on the spot instantly felt an unprecedented alertness.

Accompanied by the slowly blooming radiance of the Divine-given factors, an invisible forcefield abruptly formed, trying to block these black threads shooting like arrows.

At the same time, Ivyst took action.

In an instant, a torrent of red Extraordinary Power surged, restraining the entire space, turning everything around into a cage.

This was the lockdown and restraint of a Sixth Rank Demigod, with absolute control over this area of space!

However, Ivyst was not a deity after all, and was far from reaching the level of the Doomsday Witch.

Therefore, she was helpless against that elusive realm of time.

And conveniently, Lynn had some involvement with it.

Time Concealment, activated.

The next second, an illusory emblem resembling a pocket watch appeared in the palm of the young man.

Under the effect of an intangible force, the hands on the watch imperceptibly moved backward slightly.

This meant he had borrowed a minute from his future self.

During this minute, Lynn Bartleion could travel freely within the fissures of time.

As a pure white glow blossomed slowly from the high platform, everyone subconsciously squinted their eyes, only Ivyst flashed to the brightest spot of the light, attempting to grab his hand.

However, the moment Lynn made up his mind to do this, it was already too late.

Nothing could stop what he was about to do.

The blinding white light lasted for only a few seconds.

When eyes were opened again, the brash young man who had just declared himself the Amputator had vanished from the steps, as did Fourth Prince Joshua.

Everyone stood in stunned silence, seemingly unable to recover from the abruptly shifting events.
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It wasn't until a moment later, when the panicked voices of the guards started to rise one after another, that their gazes turned to Councilman Blake not far away.

Looking at the master of the Cortes Family lying in a pool of blood, everyone's minds exploded with a "buzz."

(ps: Mix it up.)

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