But at this moment, Lynn reached a bizarre consensus with the True Goddess within the Bright Moon Divine Country.
To intercept Beatrice!
Watching the void in his heart and the black mire slowly oozing from his body filling that hole, a cold smile appeared on Lynn's face.
Since entering the Divine Moon Gap, his body had been subjected to destruction and devastation beyond common sense.
If not for the power of the Creation Demon and the influence of the Wish Jar core characteristics, Lynn would have probably died on the spot.
Even so, with more than a hundred clashes and collisions every second just now, each instant brought unbearable pain to him from Beatrice, as if he had been tortured countless times in just a brief moment.
The pain caused by this process even far exceeded that from the border incident.
Back then, to make the Thorny Crown his final trump card, Lynn was desperately accumulating pain energy through the Torture Chair, ultimately defeating the King of Cruelty Kushustan, and the not yet revived Creation Demon Yuvalia.
But now, the state of Beatrice was a hundred times worse than theirs.
Fortunately, the current Lynn was no longer the ordinary person he used to be.
Although still extremely weak, even an angry ant can make an elephant feel pain.
"Who allowed you to run away?"
Just as Beatrice, about to vanish into the horizon, had just opened a spatial rift and was ready to flee this troubled place, she heard a cold voice echoing behind her.
She subconsciously looked back, seeing the rapidly falling youth suddenly raise his right hand and lightly snap his fingers.
Yes, a snap of the fingers.
His face retained a trace of weakness, as if he had used all possible ways to fight back, but could not cause any substantial damage to Beatrice.
Attract my attention?
Sometimes, these foolish humans would make such foolish actions for some inexplicable sense of ceremony.
But at this point, she did not think that he had any ability to keep her there.
Perhaps she couldn't kill him here by her own hand, but Beatrice had decided, after seizing Tiya's body, she would definitely revisit this place to awaken his dead consciousness, and torment him ferociously for ten thousand years to vent the hatred in her heart.
Thinking so, Beatrice glanced coldly, then quickly withdrew her gaze.
Yet the next second, her previously composed expression instantly froze on her face.
Layers upon layers of wailing shadows mixed with Blood-colored Thorns covered thousands of meters in an instant, converging around her like a vortex.
Before Beatrice could react, these strange energies filled with someone's intense pain and hatred transformed into a sharp needle, fiercely stabbing into the depths of her consciousness!
In an instant, even a Divine entity struggled to bear such intense pain that swept through the body, making Beatrice tremble and let out a sharp, agonizing scream as if electrified.
The space itself trembled violently, but it did nothing to lessen the pain inside her.
To say the least, even a personality shaped by tens of thousands of years of experience couldn't maintain composure in the face of such pain.
Damn it... Curse you, Lynn!!!
The pain ignited an unprecedented hatred and rage, and the hatred and rage in turn shattered her last bit of reason.
In an instant, Beatrice's form spun around, her long hair flying, darting towards Lynn's location!
She was determined to tear the despicable, worthless ant to pieces, grind him into dust, so that the damned Demon Power could never help him recover!
Seeing this, a mocking expression emerged on Lynn's face.
"My dear, have you... forgotten something?"
"Gadaga Gadaga Gadaga..."
The horrifying sound came from behind, instantly bringing Beatrice back to reality.
If anyone else had appeared before her now, she would not have shown such extreme and dramatic character swings.
But unfortunately, she was dealing with Lynn, whose output and taunting capabilities were maxed out.
And he was also the male she hated the most.
Various factors had completely disrupted what should have been a sure-win situation for Beatrice, leaving her in such a desperate state.
The moment she regained her senses, intense regret surged within her, her radiance surged, and she tried once more to vanish in a streak of light into the horizon.
But it was all too late.
As an entity far stronger than her part of the Bright Moon Consciousness, the indescribable existence behind the Divine Kingdom Gate, once it had locked on to her, there was no place, even in heaven or earth, where Beatrice could find sanctuary.
The dark chaos wrapped in chains forged from bone pierced Beatrice's ethereal body suffused with moonlight, leaving scorched marks.
Not only that, but it also exerted an irresistible force, dragging Beatrice's body towards the Divine Kingdom Gate.
She screamed in agony, writhing, her former might now gone.
But such struggles seemed feeble in front of the True Goddess.
She was a true Divine entity, not a half-hearted existence like the Bright Moon Consciousness.
Even Lynn didn't think he had the slightest chance of influencing a Divine entity.
Especially not one that had turned into an indescribable being through corruption.
While letting his body rapidly plummet, he watched Beatrice get what she deserved with a detached expression.