One more hour.
Constantly releasing Cataclysm Power to decipher the Black Lock.
Lin An stood motionless beneath the sky like a sculpture.
From a distance, under the enhancement of the Death God phantom, he looked like an ancient Devil God comprehending the shackles that bound him.
Mysterious and terrifying.
But only Lin An himself knew that he was far from as relaxed as he appeared.
He no longer had any spare thoughts to consider Black Emperor and the others.
At this moment, Lin An's heart was as still as water. Like a cold machine, he rapidly deciphered the structure of the Black Lock.
If he deciphered the nodes of the Black Lock, he still had hope of triggering the Cataclysm and turning the tide.
Otherwise, his time of death would be when the mission ended.
However hard he tried to decipher the Black Lock, Lin An helplessly discovered that these seemingly simple chains were, in essence, each like a maze of laws.
Aside from devouring his Mental Strength like a bottomless pit, they gave him no way to find the crucial node.
If this continues, perhaps I can trigger a few strands and produce unknown effects.
But destroying the overall structure will probably be very difficult.
Silver light flickered at superfrequency in his eyes. Lin An murmured inwardly, feeling pressure as immense as a mountain weighing on his heart.
These Black Locks were like a fishing net woven together.
Only by undoing the most crucial strand would the entire Black Lock collapse.
If he destroyed only one or two strands, he would probably merely "smash to death" the few unlucky ones closest to him.
Clearly, that was far from enough.
Lin An rubbed his brow wearily and gave a bitter smile.
There was not much time left for him.
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