In short, they ignored Clown's lovely wish to stay behind.
Everything was packed.
"Let's get going."
Lynn once again looked solemnly at his little makeshift team and adjusted his Monocle.
"In short, I still need to remind everyone that this journey will be more dangerous than anything we've ever experienced. If we're unlucky enough to attract that calamity's attention, we'll have virtually no chance of surviving, because to reach the Abyss, we have to cross the Chaos Deep Space outside."
And that would be the most dangerous part of their mission.
It was a twisted region utterly unfit for any living creature to survive in.
One careless mistake.
One wrong turn.
Even he couldn't say how long he could survive in a place like that.
"Should we tell Awen and the others?"
The Self-Binding Angel glanced sideways and asked.
Lynn paused, then shook his head. "I've already told everyone we'll be away for a while, so they don't need to worry. But for safety's sake, the fewer people who know the details, the better."
It wasn't that he distrusted his family. He knew that in Hell as it was now, countless eyes were secretly watching them.
If they were even a little careless.
They could easily lose everything.
"Let's go!"
Lynn raised his head, extended his hand, and snapped his fingers.
In an instant, space warped, and under the influence of the laws, their bodies vanished from the spot.
This was also the greatest change since he had gained control over the laws: he could now freely make spatial leaps throughout Hell without using a large-scale Boundary Gate.
A wasteland seething with black mist.
As space twisted and shifted, Lynn, the Self-Binding Angel, and the others instantly appeared on that wasteland.
Windblown sand churned.
The fierce wind whipped