From the shattered memory fragments within that divine spark, Lynn gradually pieced together the full scope of the plan.
He opened his eyes, his brow clouded with concern.
Clearly.
Even he had never imagined that his strategy to conquer the Abyss had inadvertently delayed and thwarted an enormous crisis threatening the survival of the entire Main Universe.
But there was no doubt.
The Broken Divine Realm would never let the matter rest. After this battle, it would inevitably unleash another series of upheavals across the Main Universe, and they would certainly face an even more frenzied counterattack.
The only good news now was this.
Within a certain range, he could now fully weaponize the Main Universe, greatly reducing the advantages those Polluters enjoyed within it.
And now that the Chaos Corridor had been restored.
The minions of the Broken Divine Realm would presumably find it difficult to infiltrate again in the near future.
But they could not afford to let their guard down either. The moment they stepped into the Main Universe, this war had begun. They had to improve their strength as quickly as possible, raising their power as close as they could to a level capable of standing against the Gods.
"A heavy burden and a long road ahead!"
Lynn drew a deep breath.
There was far too much to do.
He could no longer leave everything to Big Brother Awen, the Matriarch, and the others as he had back in Hell. He was no longer the youth who had treated life as a game all those years ago. He had long since become the de facto supreme leader of Dark Night City and the Hell Pact.
He closed his eyes, leaving his true form here to nurture and purify the two Sea God Divine Sparks.
At the