The figure's expression did not change, but beneath the azure light curtain, her hand could still faintly be seen clenching.
She stood there with quiet dignity and continued the earlier topic in a calm voice:
"This is why I came here. The Divine Spark of space is very special. It has maintained the stability of all of Hell for me over these countless years. If you truly intend to use this Divine Spark to forge your godhood, then once this cornerstone is removed, Hell will slowly collapse as time passes."
She raised her hand.
The Divine Spark glittered like a brilliant star.
"So the choice of whether to take this Divine Spark is yours."
Lynn's gaze flickered, and he clenched his fist.
"So this is another test for me? A test of whether I'm willing to sacrifice the countless lives in Hell for our final victory?"
The figure remained utterly impassive.
"Interpret it however you like."
Lynn said nothing.
He gazed at the shining Divine Spark. Once again, the vast land beneath the black mist and its countless living beings appeared before his eyes, along with Wandering Soul Alley, Dark Night City, and every place he had visited.
Would simply taking it away reduce everything here to ashes?
He slowly extended his hand.
He reached toward the Divine Spark.
The warmth of his fingertips met that icy radiance, and the Firstborn Power within him resonated with it, as though urging him to seize this power.
Then...
"Of course I'll take it."
This time, Lynn did not hesitate at all. With a faint smile, he seized the cold crystal.
"After all the effort it took to get here, how could I possibly refuse?"
"If this world really will collapse, then let it collapse. I won't miss it in the slightest, because