She had made them into her own dolls.
But with her fall, her dolls, too, had been confined within this prison by the curses of Hell.
At that moment.
Gods and demons ran wild.
Under her control, those terrifying puppets and dolls charged fearlessly toward the silver tide.
"So you really were just pretending to pull your weight! I knew it!"
Lynn's shout came from the ship far away.
The figure beneath the Dollhouse's black robe spoke:
"The cost is enormous. After you brought me to Apotheosis, I dared to use them even less. The moment I summon them, they can drain every last bit of the power you gave me. Until the real decisive battle, I'd rather not use them."
Her body slowly rotted, gradually returning to its original form as a decaying wooden doll.
She spoke beneath her hood:
"Leave the firstborn power for them. Even without Apotheosis, I can help you."
Rumble-
In the distance, war erupted.
Dozens of terrifying puppets scattered across the area, doing everything they could to hold back the onslaught of the atomic tide.
Nearby, Sir Awen and the Self-Binding Angel had already engaged the enormous Ether. Even in their Apotheosis state, the two of them together could only fight him to a standstill. Although every attack they landed had an effect, they had no way to deal him a truly fatal blow.
"Lynn! Let me out! This war is mine to fight, too!"
Azephala's voice came from within the Strange Otherworld.
Lynn immediately looked into the Strange Otherworld. Before Cthulhu's enormous corpse, Azephala stood with determination in her eyes.
"My god and I are ready to fight at any time."
Lynn gazed at her from afar.
At that moment.
He clenched his fist.
"Thank you, Miss Sea Spawn!"
"No need. Just stop