The heat waves erupting from the planet's core were enough to vaporize an interstellar warship in an instant.
But to Lynn,
this blast of hot air was no more than a hair dryer in a barbershop.
Wanda stepped forward along red stairs condensed from Chaos Magic.
She leaned over and glanced into the bottomless rift.
Even with magic protecting her body,
the oncoming heat still beaded her forehead with a fine layer of sweat.
"Boss, are we going down there to retrieve it?"
Wanda pointed at the orange sphere of light below.
Lynn adjusted his glasses.
He rolled his right shoulder, which had just exerted force.
"Of course I have to personally sign for something this valuable."
The moment he finished speaking,
Lynn vanished from where he stood.
A flash of blue light from the Space Stone passed by.
He could not be bothered to climb down like a miner.
With a direct faster-than-light warp,
he teleported to the deepest part of the planetary core.
The environment here could no longer merely be described as harsh.
Every direction was filled with ultra-high-temperature magma compressed into a solid state by immense pressure.
The surrounding gravitational field was chaotic enough to rip an ordinary person into pulp in an instant.
Lynn floated amid this blinding sea of fire.
His white lab coat remained crisp even in temperatures hot enough to distort light itself.
The Omnidimensional Immortal Divine Body could treat the energy of a planetary explosion as food.
This little bit of core heat was not even enough to count as a sauna for him.
Lynn extended his right hand.
It stopped steadily before the orange sphere of light.
The sphere seemed to sense the undisguised plundering aura emanating from Lynn.
It began to pulse uneasily.
Waves of intense soul ripples spread