His gaze turned toward the distant Border.
Endless azure stretched to the limits of his vision, so vast that it resembled the blue sky. Yet beyond that azure lay an even vaster expanse of boundless darkness, its end nowhere in sight.
And he knew.
Every victory he had won was as insignificant as a candle flame in a dream before that true darkness.
"How long has it been?"
Lynn looked up and asked.
Aivier stood beside him, gazing toward the distant Border. Biting her lip, she said,
"Two hours. From the moment that calamity descended until now, two hours and twenty minutes."
Lynn's gaze wavered, and he said nothing more.
That calamity had been held outside the Main Universe.
And this time.
It was nothing like the wandering projection from before. This time, what had arrived at the Main Universe's Border was the true Sleeper, the one who had always slumbered in the deepest reaches of Chaos Deep Space.
In the distance.
The Four Kings of Hell came rushing over.
As they looked at this young man, whose face was identical to that of the King in their memories, the shock of his earlier slash still lingered.
Lynn turned his head and looked at them.
"Uncle King's Knight, long time no see."
Among these Four Kings.
Lynn knew only Lin Meng and the King's Knight. As for the other two, he knew only that they had once belonged to the Violet Great Lord's Old Guard, but he was not familiar with them.
The white-haired King's Knight lifted the Knight Helmet that concealed his face, revealing the aged features beneath. His eyes were filled with complicated emotions. He wanted to say something, but in the end, it became a long sigh.
"Lynn, you've grown up."
For them, nearly twenty years had