This was a war against time.
Neither of them hesitated. Their terrifying speed blasted the air apart as they charged toward the enormous, damaged warship from the left and right.
This battle!
Would not end until death!
Inside the giant ship, one expressionless face after another emerged in the dim light.
They had already detected Lynn and Aivier charging toward them.
"Stop them."
A figure shrouded in distorted light spoke dispassionately.
"I will break through the reality barrier that psionic wielder erected as quickly as possible. Once the God King descends, there will be no need to fight them to the death."
They remained utterly calm. Even though Dreamweaver's methods had caught them by surprise, they had not lost their composure.
More importantly...
There were seven of them who had transcended the limits of deities. Even in a head-on battle, what did they have to fear?!
Almost instantly...
The figure leading them abruptly scattered into countless fragments and vanished into thin air.
He would find and breach the reality barrier Dreamweaver had erected as quickly as possible. Once their God King descended again, the outcome of this war would be decided at once.
"I know you're strong, but do you really think the two of you alone are a match for us?!"
A cold voice rang out from the warship.
In an instant...
Several arcs of light shot out of the warship, tearing through the void to intercept Lynn and Aivier as they charged.
"My father once slaughtered the gods and trampled the entire Divine Realm into a wasteland. I am his daughter. If he could do it, why couldn't I?!"
There were no wasted words.
Awen's expression was icy. While the figures charging toward him were still an immeasurable distance away, he abruptly drew his sword, and distorted, chaotic