"Urgh-urgh-"
Wracked by violent spasms, he began vomiting uncontrollably.
And the strange thing was...
The instant those erosion marks touched the seawater, they seemed to take root, spreading in a rushing torrent.
Inside the Eye of Cthulhu's domain, Lynn kept his eyes closed, his consciousness focused entirely on controlling and spreading those erosion marks.
Yes.
This was another authority he had unearthed from the Eye of Cthulhu during this time.
Through the permissions granted by the Eye of Cthulhu.
He could also gain the ability to create erosion marks to a certain extent. After all, they were a derivative of Cthulhu, and as the holder of the highest-level permissions, there was no way he would lack that ability.
And when it came to creating erosion marks...
The most important thing was the environment.
With his current control over the Eye of Cthulhu, only an ocean-Cthulhu's home turf-could allow him to draw out more of the eyeball's full potential.
But this was not his ultimate goal.
His real goal was...
Lynn opened his eyes inside the domain with a smile and said:
"You're safe now."
Surging waves battered the shore.
Countless densely packed Mechanical Humanoids followed behind Silver Fantasy, having already surrounded the entire Night Doctor Collective.
Silver Fantasy advanced, cold and unyielding, step by step.
Her gaze kept sweeping across the Night Doctor Collective, searching for the man she hated.
But he was not there.
It was as though the trace of Lynn that had appeared earlier had vanished completely.
The Night Doctor Collective gritted their teeth as they faced off against the densely packed Mechanical Humanoids, but they had nowhere left to retreat. Behind them lay the surging Deep Sea.
"Mr. Lynn... she seems to be looking for you... what should we..."
The Night Doctor Captain at the