Within that endlessly expanding space, Lynn drifted an immeasurable distance.
Only after he used his Firstborn Power did he finally manage to bring himself to a stop.
"Fuck! Are you kidding me?!"
The moment he steadied himself, Lynn finally lost control and swore furiously. Although he had not yet fully fused the Spatial Divine Spark with himself, his Firstborn Power had already been influenced by the God King Spark to some degree and undergone a substantial advancement.
But why?
He still felt that, even after coming this far, the gap between him and that guy had not narrowed at all.
It was as though, from beginning to end, that guy always remained just a little stronger than him. A few years ago, it had been a little, and a few years later, it was still fucking a little!
More importantly, this was still the version of him from several years ago!
"He's just a consciousness split off from Raven, and he's even using my soul as his vessel, so why is the difference so huge?"
Lynn gritted his teeth and stared at his hands.
It really was enough to mess with his head.
After all, anyone would feel that way.
Getting slapped such a vast distance away with a casual wave of someone's hand, especially after he had improved his spatial abilities, was humiliating however he looked at it.
No.
This time, I have to get to the bottom of what he can really do!
Otherwise, I'll never get my Feather Pen back for the rest of my life!
Without any hesitation, Lynn immediately sprang up and shot back the way he had come like an arrow.
To be honest.
It would have been a lie to say he was not worried about what the Time God-King had discussed with