It seemed to happen in an instant.
An indescribable expression passed between their meeting gazes, bringing them into a strange sort of accord.
But no one knew exactly what it was. These two Giant Gods, one mechanical and the other flesh, whose forms of life were complete opposites and who had once been enemies, seemed to feel a certain kinship at that moment.
A somber atmosphere hung around them.
Sir Awen's brow darkened. He took a deep breath and said:
"Then this is going to be difficult."
After all.
Two Origins who knew Lynn very well had both stepped forward to reject that conjecture, and they were two members of the Trinity, no less.
Without a doubt, if even they were certain it wasn't Lynn...
The Matriarch began doubting herself as well. She frowned and said:
"Then you're saying a new god really has appeared in Hell, one who can demonstrably wield the rules?"
Both her gaze and Sir Awen's grew grave.
This was not good news.
Because all at once, the mysterious person's identity had become shrouded in uncertainty again.
Was he a native of Hell, or someone from the Main Universe who had appeared with this Great Fall? They knew nothing about that, and they had absolutely no idea what his intentions were.
"Damn it!"
The Matriarch gritted her teeth, murder in her eyes, and slammed her fist onto the table.
"If he isn't Lynn, then we can't let this continue. If we keep letting him wreak havoc, it'll be a crushing blow to everyone's morale."
After all, Dark Night City had only just managed to establish unrivaled prestige in Hell through the Ether War. Repeated devastating defeats would deal a heavy blow to its reputation throughout Hell, and the direct consequence would be that they would struggle