Humm-
He reached out, and the Trident instantly appeared in his hand, humming steadily.
"How are you holding up?"
Lynn turned and asked.
Dreamweaver pushed herself to her feet and shook her head. "I used too much psionics to imprison him, but fortunately, my primordial source wasn't damaged. Give me enough time, and I'll recover quickly."
Lynn said nothing more.
He couldn't blame anyone for this war. If anything was to blame, it was the enemy's swift counterattack. It had also taught him a lesson: your enemies would never obediently hide somewhere and wait for you to come fight them. They would spare no expense to destroy you, crushing you before you could grow.
Lynn stared silently at the Trident in his hand.
Although he had mastered two abilities of the trinity power, that was still far from enough.
Just two uses of Star Stillness had completely drained the trinity power within him. In the intense wars to come, that would undoubtedly be an enormous burden.
He had to become stronger.
And not just in terms of trinity power. He also had to learn to control his Firstborn power more efficiently and bring out the full potential of this power he possessed.
"Take me to Sir Awen, then come back to the Abyss with me."
Lynn spoke gravely.
"It would be rude not to return the favor. It's time we prepared an expedition of our own."
This war had been brutal.
Aivier's fate remained unknown, but their enemies had also paid an enormous price.
The deaths of five Middle Gods, one Upper God, and a Nightmare were certainly no small matter for those Polluters.
And if they seized this opportunity to launch a swift counterattack, they could surely build on their victory!
After a brief rest, the two immediately