By the time Lynn reached the Jailers' assembly point, chaos and devastation had already engulfed it.
The earth had split apart, and countless buildings had been shattered in the catastrophe. Nearly half the Jailers in the entire Jailer Group had completely transformed into a lightless abyss devoid of thought. The remaining Jailers, including Aivier, were doing everything they could to contain the expansion of those transformed Chaos Beings, but their own condition was far from promising.
Humm-
Lynn acted without emotion, instantly stripping the Chaos Beings of most of their mass and suppressing them on the spot.
At the same time, he summoned the Trident and immediately rushed to Aivier and the others.
"Don't move."
His voice was low.
Vast firstborn power surged from the Trident, transforming into densely packed laws that he channeled into Aivier and the other remaining Jailers, temporarily shielding them from the chaos raging inside their bodies.
Aivier gasped violently as the chaotic colors flowing over her body slowly receded.
But she could feel that power still calling to them, urging them to return to their essence and become pure, mindless chaos.
"I'm sorry, Lynn... something's gone wrong with our power."
Her eyes were filled with bitter frustration.
"I know."
Lynn raised his head and gazed toward the pitch-black Chaos Frontier.
This was not just their problem.
The entire Chaos Abyss was undergoing violent changes amid this sleep-talking.
And he could also sense that, at this very moment, in the distant Chaos Deep Space, this sleep-talking was causing some irreversible change in every Disorderly Existence there.
In the chaotic expanse of Chaos Deep Space, the terrifying shrieks that spanned its entirety continued unabated. Their monitoring showed that, as time passed, the Chaos Beings roaming near the Nether Sea were slowly perishing amid those frenzied