The first option was to activate teleportation immediately and return to Happy Home. That was his final life-saving trump card.
The second was to head to Curse City, where the Mechanical Church was stationed. Flesh Humanoids on such a massive scale were bound to attract the Mechanical Church's attention.
And once that happened, if they still dared to pursue him, they would face a massive bombardment from the Mechanical Church!
Then it would come down to whether they could afford those losses!
In an instant.
Lynn leaped into the air.
But at that very instant, a system notification abruptly rang in Lynn's ears.
[Warning! Your crisis level has reached 100%!]
Bzz-
Almost at that exact moment, Lynn suddenly felt an indescribable chill engulf him.
Lynn's pupils contracted instantly.
It was just as he had expected.
Saint!
He was about to strike!
Whoosh-
Within that thousandth of a second, blood mist surged beside Lynn, and an enormous black scythe swept straight toward his head.
Out of the corner of his eye, Lynn could already see that sinister white crow mask within the black mist, along with the blood-red eyes brimming with murderous intent behind its lenses.
But Lynn had been guarding against this move all along!
"Show yourself, Little Darling!"
Lynn shouted, spun around, and whipped open his clothes toward Saint.
It was like spotting a few high school girls walking down the street, chatting and laughing, then suddenly rushing over and proudly throwing open your pajamas, immediately revealing their shocked expressions.
Whoosh-
In an instant, Saint's eyes reflected a thick, long thing coiled around Lynn's waist.
Shocked!
And in that momentary, unprepared pause.
Little Darling shot out like a snake with a series of hisses, instantly wrapping around Saint's scythe and arm.
Whoosh-
Corrosive venom immediately seeped from