The moment Linsey saw Sloth and Melancholy, he sensed that something was wrong.
The two enemies were far too weak.
Not only had the great battle he expected failed to materialize.
Even these two Seventh Stage Awakened of the Abyss School displayed extreme unease and fear within this bizarre Small World.
"Hmm?"
Linsey was puzzled, but he quickly understood the reason.
As he continued approaching them.
A sharp red beam suddenly appeared, tearing through the air as it shot toward the two Awakened. Melancholy and Sloth barely managed to evade it.
Their already panicked appearances became even more miserable.
"..."
"Was that... a laser?"
Linsey raised an eyebrow. He had seen it clearly.
There were not only lingering traces of light in the air, but even scorch marks. The scene, like something out of a science fiction movie, immediately stirred Linsey's memories.
Following the attack, Linsey looked toward where the beam had originated.
A pitch-black pit in the ground was closing, and within it gleamed the cold metallic luster that symbolized machinery.
"..."
Linsey sorted out the details in an instant.
Among the Awakened of this age, the profession skilled in crafting and manufacturing machinery was that of a craftsman. But the Righteous Walkers of City of Law would never allow such power to spread unchecked.
Adding in the information Linsey possessed.
The Mechanical Species that had once been born at the edge of City of Law, then accepted Linsey's power to be transformed and developed in secret, naturally became the best explanation for the current situation.
That even explained his own "VIP treatment."
After all, Linsey was the "builder" of the mechanical race.
How could beings born from his power raise their blades against their own Creator?
"But why had things turned out like this?"
"The records in the