Rain slid over cold metal as the machines tirelessly transferred everything they might need in the future into Lynn's Strange Otherworld.
In the distance.
The golden trident stood embedded in the ground, a vast fissure like an abyss stretching across the former site of Dark Night City.
"Lynn, all confirmed contaminated targets have been isolated."
Silver Fantasy's calm voice reached him.
"The backtracking results are in as well. It was those Nightmares, just as we suspected. Before we occupied the Abyss, many Nightmares did indeed go into hiding and escape our purge. However, the ones we discovered weren't particularly powerful, merely good at disguising themselves. We've eliminated practically all the ones we could find."
She flexed her hand.
"But Lynn, we still can't rule out an information leak."
"And what worries me most is that our enemies probably already know we're about to relocate. An operation this large is impossible to conceal."
Lynn stood with her atop the High Tower of Dark Night City, watching the vast relocation operation.
His hand tightened slightly around the railing.
"Then all we can do is gamble on whether they'll make a move before we leave."
The past few days, along with the success of their first expedition, had already proved to him that the Painter was indeed keeping the Truth God King pinned down in the Main Universe.
The Painter was creating an opportunity for him.
It was an unspoken understanding.
He also believed that if anything changed on the Truth God King's side, the Painter would find a way to get word to him through various channels, allowing him to prepare in advance.
Silver Fantasy glanced sideways, watching the raindrops fall on his face, and said:
"Lynn..."
"What is it?" Lynn asked, turning toward her.
She raised her head, gazing blankly at