At that instant, even the souls swirling through the air seemed to hear that voice, as cold as thunder.
It was as though a demon from hell were telling them:
I never gave you permission to die.
How dare you leave?!
At that moment, Lynn moved. Under everyone's trembling gaze, he planted a foot on the stone platform before him. Sickly green mist surged from both sides of his mask as he shot like a bolt of lightning toward the souls swirling overhead.
Under the effects of the Evil Spirit Manifestation Potion, one drifting soul after another revealed their true forms before everyone's eyes.
Only then did they truly see.
Only then did they truly understand what Lynn's words meant.
"The dead!!"
Even though they had already experienced supernatural darkness, they still could not keep shock and trembling from their faces.
Those were the dazed souls of everyone who had died here. They had already left their bodies and were wandering through these underground depths steeped in resentment, becoming homeless wandering ghosts with nowhere to go.
And at last, everyone understood what Lynn truly intended to do!
This time.
He truly was declaring war on death!
As a demon from hell, he brazenly crossed the inviolable boundary of life, aging, sickness, and death, determined to take those souls from death's hands and bring them...
Home!
At that moment, everyone felt as though a hand had seized their hearts. Reflected in their trembling eyes, that figure seemed to become the only true god in their hearts. They watched him amid the frenzied dance of departed souls, binding those dazed spirits back into their original bodies, one after another.
He really was fighting with everything he had to save every single person!
Even if they were dead!
He would still stand as