Lord of Mysteries: My Identities Echoes Across Time [Completed]

The next second, the nightmare finally shattered completely. Lynn found himself back at the familiar cave entrance. Nearby, Medici tumbled out of the void and fell to the ground in a sorry state.

"Hey, Red, you're really a mess!" Lynn looked at the struggling Medici and drew out his words, though his eyes showed no emotion.

"You—" Medici almost instinctively wanted to retort, but swallowed his words back.

His biological instincts told him that Lynn was very dangerous at this moment.

"Good boy!" Lynn patted Medici on the head. Seeing him behave so meekly, he wiped the dust off his hand on Medici's clothes, then looked at the distant dragon and smiled:

"Why run? A guest shouldn't leave without the host's permission!"

He raised his hand and snapped his fingers lightly.

"Snap—"

With a crisp sound, time in this area seemed to freeze. The dragon previously suspended in mid-air vanished, replaced by another dragon that had been pulled back—revealing that the airborne dragon had been merely an illusion left by the Dragon of Nightmares, Alzuhod.

While Alzuhod could fool others, he clearly could not deceive the present Lynn.

...

The setting sun stained the sky blood-red.

On the nearly flattened mountain peak, the once sky-covering dragon lay lifeless. There were no wounds on its body, only the marks left by the passage of time, as if it had lived through indescribable ages in an instant.

Time had taken everything from it, including its life.

A child, appearing no more than seven or eight years old, sat on the dragon's drooping wings, swinging his legs and playing with what looked like a quill. He seemed both leisurely and carefree, with the arrogance of a god and the innocence of a child simultaneously showing on him, giving him a mysterious and contradictory aura.

Next to him, a red-haired, red-eyed boy who had lost his usual brashness and sarcastic attitude, sat obediently, appearing completely subdued.

—This was the scene that greeted the ancient sun god upon his arrival.

Sensing the battle here, the Ancient Sun God stopped and observed the scene. His gaze first swept over the corpse of the Dragon of Nightmares, Alzuhod, on the ground, then turned to the child on the ancient wings.

At this moment, the latter also noticed the Ancient Sun God, his silver eyes glancing over.

In an instant, the Ancient Sun God seemed to see countless brilliant illusions.

At this moment, a phrase appeared in his mind:

**Do not disturb, do not probe.**

Without time to ponder the phrase, the ancient sun god immediately closed his eyes and turned his head.

"Hmm?" Lynn looked coldly at the Ancient Sun God in the distance. Seeing him, he instinctively knew who he was and saw the essence closely connected to the Ancient Sun God.

The Sea of Chaos, one of the world's pillars and anchors.

An anchor... wait, an anchor?

Lynn's rational mind momentarily stalled, as if a fog was being lifted. He blinked, and the silver in his eyes began to fade.

The world around Lynn returned to its original state, no longer appearing as mere data. He lost the power to see through everything, and the emotions that seemed stripped away before suddenly returned.

Lynn looked down, memories of the recent events flooding his mind, leaving him momentarily stunned.

'What... did I do?'

'I killed the Dragon of Nightmares, Alzuhod? No, I don't have that kind of power. Those sudden abilities...'

Lynn felt confused. He remembered clearly how he had brutally beaten the Dragon of Nightmares, Alzuhod.

Precisely because of this, Lynn was even more shocked. He had no memory of possessing such terrifying abilities and felt estranged from his actions.

That was him, yet it didn't feel like him.

It was as if some great existence had awakened within him in that moment. Although the entity hadn't taken over his body, Lynn had inevitably been influenced by borrowing its power.

This wasn't intentional on the part of the entity, but a natural outcome.

As if they were inherently one.

Lynn suddenly felt a chill, not because of the assimilation, but because he found himself not strongly resisting the idea of being assimilated.

'No, this isn't my will.'

'This is... my instinct!'

Lynn pressed his lips together. He didn't know what was happening or who that great entity was, but he didn't want to become part of it.

Perhaps, before his transmigration, he might have accepted it, but now Lynn did not want his existence as "Lynn" to be erased without a trace. He wasn't afraid of death, but he couldn't accept such an outcome.

Even if the end was inevitable, Lynn wanted to leave something of himself behind, to prove he existed.

'Maybe there's a reason I was locked up in that underground base for so many years. Perhaps I am part of some evil god...' Lynn thought wryly. He suddenly recalled the golden finger he got after transmigrating.

He once thought it was a perk of transmigration, but now it seemed it might be a power associated with his unique identity.

'But when I use my Smurf Account, apart from the divine nature influence, I don't feel this assimilation. Why...' Lynn fell into deep thought.

'If I consider myself as an avatar of some big shot, could my Smurf Account ability be an inherent ability given to me when I was split off? And the power just now was borrowed from the main body, so one has no influence and the other does...'

'Because this part of the power can be considered mine, like my consciousness and my soul. They might originally come from that big shot, but now they belong to me. At least until the big shot takes them back, they belong to me.'

Lynn thought this hypothesis was very likely. His Smurf Account ability might be like the inheritance given by the main body. Since it was given to him, using it wouldn't make him gravitate towards the main body.

"Who are you?"

While Lynn was deep in thought, he suddenly heard Medici's voice and saw a figure blocking in front of him.

It was Medici.

Lynn was stunned for a moment. Then he looked up and saw the Ancient Sun God, who had opened his eyes and taken a few steps towards them. Medici had bristled and was also on guard.

After all, this child had just gone through a fierce battle and witnessed Lynn's terrifying transformation, so he was in a sensitive period.

"I mean no harm."

(End of Chapter)