Bzz-
In an instant.
He felt his pupils tremble violently.
He instinctively looked at his hand. The pitch-black ouroboros that had briefly appeared on the back of it when Dark Night City collapsed seemed to begin creeping again under that gaze.
But in the next instant.
Patterns of Purple Flower Buds seemed to be reborn from the ashes, dragging at the ouroboros and suppressing its influence over him.
A tremendous shudder suddenly swept through him.
"Lynn!!"
Sir Awen and the others shouted behind him again.
At that moment, Lynn hesitated no longer.
That overwhelming, instinctive sense of danger made him turn his head at once, the entire Black Fortress reflected in his eyes.
He spread his hand.
"Boundary Gate."
Bzz-
The pitch-black death line instantly stretched east to west before him. With his soul's tremendous growth, he no longer needed the other Origins' assistance to open the foundation of this passage between worlds on his own.
At that moment, all the Origins in the Black Fortress acted in unspoken accord, pouring their power into the death line.
Rumble-
The pitch-black death line slowly widened and opened.
And the countdown to mission failure reached its final ten seconds.
Yet Lynn instinctively looked once more toward that chaotic region in the distant sky. His gaze was deep and searching. Though he did not know what had happened, he could finally be certain of the calamity he would face when the countdown to mission failure ended.
"What is it..."
But he no longer felt that gaze.
Because in that very instant.
A shadowy figure seemed to cross an endless distance like a wraith, appearing before him in a flash.
Beneath that dark streak of light, he saw a pair of cold, familiar eyes.
That enormous butcher's cleaver, bearing an aura of chaos, slashed