He tried adjusting his position, directing himself toward the chaotic colors shrouding the sky above.
But this time, he clearly felt a powerful resistance that made it difficult to see the outside world from here. Yet he had a feeling that, if he wanted to, he could force his way through and make a Spatial Leap straight into the Sea of Chaos outside without the Painter's consent.
Once there, however, he wasn't sure whether he could reenter these three layers of the world and Warp again. In theory, the power of chaos could dismantle every law.
"This is only the third layer. But what's beneath it?"
Something stirred in Lynn's mind.
If the third layer was merely the crust of space, then all space ought to have a deeper core.
He tightened his grip on the spatial divine spark.
Buzzz-
In an instant.
The divine spark erupted with crackling light, and the terrifying power of laws enveloped his entire body.
As Lynn directed it with his consciousness, he keenly sensed an extraordinary affinity between himself and the divine spark in his hand. He understood that perhaps his long-standing bond with the system space had, to some extent, forged a solid connection between him and the spatial divine spark.
"The fourth layer. Take me there."
Lynn closed his eyes and gave the command.
In a flash.
A violent wave of dizziness swept over him.
It was so intense that even someone of his rank could feel it. He snapped his eyes open, then froze on the spot.
He had appeared in a profoundly mysterious place.
It was as though he no longer had a physical body, but existed in the deepest reaches of space in the form of laws.
"This is..."
The entirety of Hell appeared before his eyes.
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