Bzzz-
Less than a second seemed to pass in his consciousness.
Somewhere inside an enormous factory of interlocking gears, Lynn's body tumbled out of a spatial leap rift.
The instant he emerged, Lynn lifted his clothes and looked down at his big (beep-)(beep-), which he had temporarily fitted with Bio-Armor.
"It really drained it dry!!"
Lynn gritted his teeth, utterly exhausted.
This was precisely why he had never used this scythe again after being stripped of his flesh: every warp it performed required a vast supply of blood.
And now he had only the tiniest bit of flesh left.
It was still magnificent and powerful.
But even that couldn't withstand this kind of exploitation!!
Lynn grabbed the shriveled spicy strip and ground his teeth.
Hard!
Hard!
His fists were rock-hard now!
"Head! It looks like we're still inside their base!! Didn't you teleport us out?"
Zuo Zuo asked in shock from System Space.
Lynn immediately bolted, holding down his Top Hat as he gritted his teeth.
"It's not that simple. If I could get outside in one jump, I'd have done it already. Those machines set up spatial stabilizers outside ages ago, effectively locking down the space above. If they didn't have so much sophisticated equipment underground, they'd have locked down the entire underground area too."
"We'll find another exit!"
Still, this wasn't Lynn's first brush with this kind of danger. He had long since grown used to it.
After all, this was the God of Ten Thousand Machines' main base.
There was no way anyone could come and go as freely as in a brothel. If they could, the Mechanical Church wouldn't be a cutting-edge power capable of consistently keeping the Flesh God Cult beneath it.
And in the very next moment-
Lynn abruptly stopped.
He suddenly raised his