He was extremely rational.
He also understood all too well the series of catastrophes that would follow if the war spread on a large scale.
He had also keenly realized that something must have happened in the underground hall-something that might already have changed the situation-forcing the Feather Pen to bring the Fallen Angel out of that area. He had, in fact, already noticed that the Black Magic Array, whose destruction and dissolution had been accelerating, had suddenly stopped deteriorating just moments ago.
And without a doubt.
That had to mean something had happened underground during this time.
But if Titan Big Brother had to join the fray to end this disaster, then Lynn would rather make one desperate attempt himself and nip this catastrophe in the bud before it was too late!
This was almost certainly the best course of action.
"Hurry!"
In an instant.
Lynn's gaze became more serious and resolute than ever before. His eyes suddenly sharpened, and the silver radiance surging from his body grew even more expansive, illuminating the entire darkness underground.
And in that quiet room.
The Feather Pen paused briefly. Clearly, after hearing Lynn's words, she, too, had begun to hesitate.
And finally.
Scrrrt-
Her bloodstained nib abruptly slashed through the words she had written earlier that influenced the course of the future. Her tip danced across the page as she swiftly resumed writing where the previous passage had left off.
[If the Fallen Angel left the Underground Grand Hall, a battle with the Titan God would become inevitable. But the variables that followed would affect how the entire situation unfolded.]
[The appearance of the human named Lynn was an attempt to stop the Fallen Angel as she left the underground hall. Although he was extremely weak, he possessed an ability capable of