The one who had once been the only being to escape Hell.
And the only being to break through the chaotic colors of the Hell Borderland.
That being must possess information or abilities that these Hell Creatures could only dream of-something that could help them leave that pitch-black Hell!
"I understand."
Lynn rubbed his temples, looked around, and said:
"It looks like we need to pick up the pace, too. Where is the source of the leak? And your Heavenly Lord-if he's still alive, perhaps we can rescue him as well and get more information from him!"
But there was one thing Lynn had already guessed.
The contamination here might truly have been unleashed by their Heavenly Lord himself.
To fight the Flesh God Cult, he had personally unleashed this terrible calamity. But clearly, he had still underestimated the preparations the Flesh God Cult had made for it.
Messiah said worriedly:
"I'd like to, too... but..."
She turned to look at the damaged Seraphim Statue behind them.
The angel's protection was gone.
And the few inherited soul lamps they had possessed had long since been destroyed during the Sea Spawn's attacks over the past several days.
If they ventured deeper without protection, they would inevitably draw the attention of the ancient ones. No matter how powerful they were, it would all be meaningless.
"Oh, you mean this..."
Lynn chuckled, adjusted his Monocle, and flexed his arms with a series of cracks.
"Isn't this right up my alley? You might not know this, but besides being a doctor, I'm also a professional repairman. Whatever ends up in my hands will be restored to exactly what it ought to be!"
"Watch this!"
In an instant.
Under everyone's stunned gazes, Lynn strode up to the holy statue, swung his arm in a wide