"That's impossible."
"Even if you brought over all the leviathan flesh as an offering, it probably wouldn't sustain the expenditure required for our descent. In the Main Universe, Death Omen Rank is already the limit of what we can project. To go one level higher, we'd have to burn our divine souls..."
It wasn't that they were unwilling.
But even if they did, even if they descended at monarch-level, it would mean nothing against an Ancient God's rampage...
The Flesh Dominator had undoubtedly gone mad.
Any attempt to drag them down into Hell now would provoke His utterly insane retaliation and counterattack!
Under these circumstances.
No one could withstand His rampage.
"Then could we wait?"
The Silver-Haired Girl the Colossus had become opened her eyes and said:
"Wait until the Flesh Dominator's projection runs out of time. He forced His descent by burning His soul, so He certainly can't stay for too long. If we can wait until His time naturally runs out, could Hell drag Them down along with the Flesh Dominator? What do you think?"
At those words.
Everyone froze.
But then all their gazes fell on Lynn.
Lynn understood what they meant.
He took a deep breath and turned toward White Night, seeing that same trace of anguish in his eyes.
"No."
He rejected the proposal.
Because he knew what it meant. If they did nothing, even setting aside whether Hell would drag those two divine bodies down with it, at the rate They were rampaging, it might not take long at all for every living thing on Blue Star to be corrupted and annihilated.
If that happened, what meaning would anything he had done have?
"But I actually have another method."
Lynn suddenly raised his head.
"I'm just not sure whether it'll work. But based on