Meanwhile, Lynn continued inscribing a massive witch formation around Alchemy Main City.
The Chaos Dragon folded its wings and landed beside him, occasionally exhaling Chaos Dragon Breath to fill the rune formation with energy.
As the four armies continued their advance and slaughter, Lynn could feel the World Will's suppression weakening. The weight pressing down on him had already grown much lighter.
Soon. He would soon be "unsealed"!
And his "masterpiece" was nearly complete!
Once the World Will's resistance weakened to a certain point, Lynn decisively had Myriad Phenomena make its move, corroding the world's rules and fighting for control of this world.
Even if it could not devour it, it had to keep the World Will too occupied to suppress him.
Lynn landed on the scorched earth. The glow of the Myriad Phenomena Stigma seeped from his palm into the ground, spreading deep along the patterns of the world's rules.
The boundaries of the World Will were being eroded. It was shrinking, relinquishing control over the outer rules and concentrating its strength in the core region.
The Myriad Phenomena within Lynn was also accelerating its infiltration, though its speed was surprisingly slow.
Lynn was not in a hurry. Slow was fine. As long as it could successfully devour the World Will, it would only continue growing weaker anyway.
Soon, he would advance to the middle stage of Stigma!
Inside a secret chamber of Alchemy Main City, Aldric sensed the first warning from the center of the alchemy formation.
The fluctuation of the World Will traveled up through the formation patterns beneath his feet, like a needle piercing his consciousness.
That fluctuation carried a clear meaning. It was not the vague warning he had sensed before, but a signal forced out after being squeezed to its limit.
His heart