Lynn raised his head and clenched his fist.
He had expected this situation.
Hell could not offer him much assistance, and even if it could, given the Jailers' form of existence, crossing the Main Universe's border to descend into the Abyss would be extremely difficult.
In other words.
They no longer had any way out.
Either they held the Abyss, or they would become a band of refugees in the Main Universe, with little hope of ever accomplishing anything again.
"What about Aivier?"
Lynn asked quietly.
Sir Awen replied through a psionic transmission:
"This is our only piece of good news. Princess Aivier has already left Hell, and she will fight alongside us. But without teleportation, I'm afraid getting here from the Nether Sea will take her a very long time."
At this news, Lynn finally felt a little relief.
Sure enough.
His daughter was always someone he could trust.
With Aivier's help, they would at least have a top-tier fighter capable of confronting those deities head-on, without being restricted by Chaos.
No.
When I get the chance, I absolutely have to adopt Aivier properly and make her work her hardest for me, her father.
He ended the communication.
Lynn turned, his deep gaze settling once again on the Chaos Corridor.
Though their enemies were coming in force, they were not without a chance of victory. Compared to the Polluters, they possessed the greatest advantage this place could offer.
They were in the Main Universe!
Without hesitation, Lynn took a step and appeared on the deck of Captain Constantine's Giant Ship.
"Captain, I need to visit the Sea of the Mind."
Lynn adjusted the Monocle and looked at Captain Constantine, the only Demigod here, as he turned from the bow.
His eyes flickered as he said:
"To the deepest part