Return of the last survivor

Merlin Tried to resist for some time, but was inevitably unable to persist and completely lost consciousness. A feeling of helplessness had crept up onto him at his last moments of consciousness, one that Merlin never wanted to feel again. A helplessness that he had felt twice before. One from Zero, and the other from that 'Overseer' Supreme Being.

Time passed, and Merlin was finally awoken through the mental link between Cortana, Mecha, and himself.

'Master!!!'

'MY LORD!!! Wake up!!'

"I'm up!"

He said as he tried to stand up, only for a pulsing pain to course through his entire body, making him lose all control over it, along with a sticking shock of pain assaulting his mind.

"Argh!"

Some more time passed, before Merlin's passive healing abilities from his Tier 2 Vitality was able to heal him enough to not cause him to writhe in pain.

Merlin's mind cleared up as he began to analyse the situation.

'I have finally been isekie'ed! NO! Merlin control yourself. Now is not the time to act like those idiotic protagonists where the whole world falls to their feet as they naively stroll across the new world.'

'How much time as it been since we broke into the plane?'

'23 days, My Lord!' replied Cortana.

However, after nearly 10 seconds, another message came from Phillip.

'2 days and 8 hours Master."

'Huh? Cortana, run analysis on your internal clock.'

'Humm- Scan complete. Nothing is wrong my liege.'

This scan, that took nearly 11 seconds, Phillip spoke once more.

'Master, there seems to be some sort of interference between the two planes, which is distorting the speed of time on each plane.'

'Oh!' This was something Merlin had known about. There exist planes which have accelerated time, while others have slowed time. Planes with accelerated time were extremely precious to all the civilisations that conquered other planes.

This was due to the reason that most civilisations fell to the 'infection���. Time.

During the Apocalypse, as long as one had enough time, they could easily grow strong, even without killing any zombies. Everyone could use Law sets to increase their mana, the fastest way to grow one's strength, other than killing zombies. Another way to increase strength is to research spells, which takes up a lot of time.

Naturally, Merlin currently had no need to research new spells, but he could still use this extra time to read through the nearly endless library in 'Archive'.

As one's Tier progressed, their lifespan also greatly increased. A normal human would have an average lifespan of around 80 years old. However, a Tier 1 would be able to live at least up to a hundred years old. This difference between Tiers would only exponentially increase with each Tier, with Tier 2s being able to live up to 140 years, while Tier 3s could even live up to 200.

No one had any worries about their lifespan, all they needed was the ability to spend it all. Therefore, such planes were a god-send to almost anyone in the Apocalypse.

'What is the ratio of Time displacement?'

Another 10 seconds later, Phillip's now human-like voice rang out, 'It fluctuates between 9 and 11 times faster, Master.'

'This…' Merlin's mind was overwhelmed by the incredibly powerful Time acceleration. He had found himself a so-called 'Hyperbolic Time Chamber' plane!