In that instant, everyone present went pale.
But they were far too close. So close that even Doctor 315, with his swift reflexes, could not react to this sudden first strike.
In that split second, amid Lynn's sinister smile, his right eye flared like a demon, as though countless evil spirits were crawling and shrieking within it, unleashing an unbearably piercing screech.
A curse!
A Root-Level curse!
Clatter-
At that moment, countless pitch-black chains seemed to spill out of his Curse Eye, instantly wrapping around Doctor 315 at point-blank range.
Black blood flowed from his eye socket as well.
"Doctor!!"
The surrounding Plague Doctors roared, their expressions changing drastically.
But this was only the opening act. Almost at the same instant the curse was unleashed, the shackles around Alice's and Silver Fantasy's necks clicked open on their own. Alice had been waiting for this moment for a long time.
She did not hesitate. Her petite body instantly floated out of its shell like a ghost, transforming into a vengeful spirit covered in cracks, with Pupil-less Eyes. Immense hatred surged out like a flood, and her small, pale hand sank into Doctor 315's forehead, reaching for his brain.
Silver Fantasy was slightly slower.
But the moment the shackles came off, a Monomolecular Sword materialized in her hand, and she coldly drove it through the doctor's heart.
"Aaargh!!"
An agonized scream instantly echoed throughout the First Chamber.
Meanwhile, outside.
The God of Ten Thousand Machines and Sir Awen, who were battling the three Origins, immediately saw the enormous Leviathan circling overhead let out a long howl that shook the sky. Like a great whale grievously wounded, it began thrashing wildly.
"They did it!"
Sir Awen abruptly raised his head, his gaze darting toward the enormous Leviathan.
He could clearly sense the violent