"It is indeed firstborn power."
Lynn raised his head.
He sensed the primordial power spilling out around the rift. It was so immense that it isolated the spaces within and without like a barrier, and it had largely counteracted the annihilation caused by his living bombs just moments earlier.
The mouth of the rift reflected in the Titan God's eyes as he asked uncertainly:
"Aside from you and the Unknown Being we encountered outside the Black Fortress-is there anyone else in this world who can wield this power?"
Lynn rubbed his temple, pulling himself out of Raven's memories, and said:
"It was a very long time ago."
"Probably sometime after the Old Gods War ended. A raven came here back then, and the corpse I devoured belonged to that raven. Unless something unexpected happened, he should have been the one who set up the barrier here."
Lynn extended his hand.
When the translucent corpse of the raven, seemingly on the verge of disappearing, appeared in his hand, the surrounding primordial power responded with a subtle resonance.
That faint resonance alone confirmed Lynn's suspicion.
The Titan God frowned.
"You're saying-that ancient raven had contact with the Flesh Dominator?"
Lynn adjusted the Monocle. Recalling the strands of indescribable futility in those memories, he said, his eyes flickering:
"He instigated the war between the Gods of the Old Days and the Jailers, but when the final battle came, he left almost immediately. In a sense, that means he betrayed all the Gods of the Old Days of that era. He probably came here with some measure of guilt and grief."
As for what his true purpose had been.
Lynn had no way of knowing.
But evidently, that raven had once protected the corpses of these Gods of the Old Days from desecration, and