If, a second ago, Linsey had still been considering Ke Saiwei Lait's situation.
Then now, none of it mattered.
An Eighth Stage existence was something beyond every concept of the mortal world. Above that was a direct confrontation between two Eighth Stage beings.
Only once.
Linsey had only witnessed a battle between Heart's Edge and a deity at close range in Yellowstone Wilderness.
During that encounter, he had exhausted every ounce of strength just to cause a slight change in their battle, leading to the events that followed.
Now, faced with a similar situation again.
"Mythic Arrow is useless against targets that aren't deities."
At the same time, Mr. Al, who had just been refuting the speculation, grew tense as well:
"No, we have to think of something!"
"The Elemental Spirit sleeping here is badly wounded and has been exposed all this time. Since the Abyss School Awakened hiding behind the scenes dared to strike now, it must be confident of victory!"
The knight suddenly recalled what he had learned from Linsey on the way here.
"Wait!"
"You said there were people living by the lake?"
Linsey's expression darkened.
"A lot of people."
"Because of the King Selection War, tens of thousands of ordinary people have migrated here."
Mr. Al hurriedly asked:
"Linsey, are you sure you can pass through this reinforced layer of earth?"
The knight's voice even carried the tremor of an adventurer lost in the desert, desperately longing for hope.
Linsey immediately switched to the Eternal Imprint and poked the wall in front of him.
Swish—
Linsey's palm sank into the earth as expected.
Just as he had thought.
Although this place had been reinforced with special techniques, the nature of the soil itself had not changed.
The low-level magic patterns on Linsey's hand might have been