But this time, he did not let go. Instead, he stared fixedly at the light bursting from that empty spot, following the thread of resonance again and again as he struggled to trace that hint of something unusual.
And finally...
As though something had suddenly occurred to him, his pupils dilated sharply.
Because if the spatial divine spark really was on him, then from the very beginning-or rather, even when he had been nothing more than an insignificant mortal-he had already possessed a spatial ability that no one else could possibly wield.
It was his...
He slowly extended his hand, tracing out that golden Light Gate before him little by little.
The spatial glow reflected on his face as the Light Gate slowly parted. As he opened his System Space, the direction indicated by the resonance from that empty spot gradually shifted toward the Light Gate.
His mouth fell open.
At that moment...
His entire mind went blank.
Suddenly, he seemed to recall the time shortly after he had captured Clown, and the flicker of hesitation Clown had shown upon first entering his System Space.
Clown had said that he had never seen space manifested in such a way, and could not believe that someone of Lynn's rank could possess the means to create an inner space like this.
And back then...
He had merely laughed it off as another mystery of the system, feeling rather pleased with himself.
He had never explored the connection any further.
Lynn slowly rose to his feet, his gaze shifting violently, betraying the turmoil surging within him.
And at that same moment...
He once again recalled another spatial ability he had acquired in his early years.
His Gate.
At a stage when he had been nowhere near becoming a deity, when even the rank