This was also Lynn's first truly evenly matched battle since fusing the spatial divine spark into himself.
He held nothing back. Empowered by the blazing Sinfire, he gripped his trident, blasted through the billowing dust in an instant, and charged at that figure.
Vmmm-
The trident tore through the void and sent the insubstantial figure flying once again.
The Sinfire on the trident clung like maggots to bone, drenching even the black mist in blood-red flames.
The insubstantial figure let out a scream.
But in a mere instant.
The figure severed the portion of his form covered in Sinfire. His expression twisted savagely, and the black mist enveloping him suddenly spread into a pitch-black, vicious fog that blotted out the sky. Countless skull-like wisps of black vapor transformed into thousands upon thousands of blades, raining down on Lynn in a dense barrage.
"You've already reached that rank?! But you still seem to be a little short-the Beast King will be here soon-very soon, you'll die without even a place to be buried!"
Lynn's gaze was cold.
He did not respond. Instead, he swung his trident and charged straight at him through the black vapor filling the sky.
The laws of the destruction system were indeed the most compatible with chaos.
The moment he made contact with the black vapor, Lynn reached his conclusion. The intertwining of those two powers had made his opponent's attacks at least several times stronger than ordinary chaos power.
Before, even the slightest contact with power of this magnitude would have been enough to grievously wound him.
But now.
He was no longer the man he had been!
In an instant.
The moment he approached that mass of black mist, boundless yellow sand surged from his body, spiraling skyward into a tornado like a roaming dragon,