Everyone's expression changed drastically.
Princess Aivier was indeed immensely powerful. Even against a deity fused with chaos, she held her own without yielding an inch. But if she had to face an entire army from the Divine Realm, the outcome would be far less certain.
More importantly, they still could not determine whether any other deities were accompanying the Divine Realm's Expeditionary Army besides the God of Flesh before them.
"How much longer do we have?!"
Sir Awen immediately asked.
Constantine's expression was grave. Using the monitoring provided by the spatial nodes Lynn had left behind, he rapidly mapped the army's current position.
"It's hard to estimate. Their speed suddenly surged not long ago, reaching several times their previous average. The God of Flesh must have contacted the army behind him through some special means. If they keep accelerating at this rate, they may need no more than..."
"Half an hour!"
At that conclusion, everyone's heart plunged as though into an abyss.
There was no doubt about it.
They had not been marching at full speed before. Now that they had confirmed the situation in the Abyss, they no longer had any reservations and had pushed their speed to the limit.
"We have to tell Lynn immediately, or it'll be too late for everything!"
Sir Awen's voice was low as he clenched his fists.
"I'll go to the Sea of the Mind right away!"
With that,
he immediately prepared to act, to cross the veil between the Sea of the Mind and reality.
But at that very moment, an incredibly familiar voice reached his mind.
"No need. I know."
The voice rang out in almost everyone's mind at once, like an echo from the distant deep sea.
Everyone froze, then was instantly overcome with excitement.
"Lynn! Have you finished your