At that moment, Lin En decided to enter the fight himself.
But he also knew perfectly well that this Vessel had reached its limit in sustaining him. That meant that after this Riot, he would be banished back to the Warp forever.
Yet, as long as he could buy enough time for his new Vessel to be born...
He could return once again.
And become even stronger than before.
"Is there any way to get me in front of her?"
Lin En asked slowly.
Tyrael immediately worked the console at lightning speed, then whipped his head around, his forehead drenched in cold sweat.
"This is the hub of the entire Factory. The Lord of Crimson is currently in the material storage area. I might be able to reverse the pipes and send you there through the network here, but... we'll only have one chance. As soon as I open the pipe, those people outside will definitely notice."
"That's enough."
A smile appeared on Lin En's face.
"Because I never intended to come back."
Rumble-
In the underground passage of the Vessel Factory, the blood-haired girl walked barefoot, her expression indifferent.
With every step she took, the Spore Vessels stored along either side instantly burst, turning into surging torrents that she continuously absorbed into her body.
Just as Tyrael had guessed.
She was using this method to rapidly restore her Vessel to its peak capacity for sustaining her.
And that meant that with every portion she absorbed, the power she could project here increased, until it reached the limit this Vessel could bear.
But just then...
Gurgle, gurgle-
As the countless neural networks and fleshy pipes on the walls writhed, she abruptly stopped. Her eyes narrowed, her expression frighteningly calm.
"Heh. Looks like you couldn't keep your patience after