The next day, Lynch awoke from his sleep, and his body gradually recovered, or rather, beca even stronger than before.
In that terrifying Sealing Chamber, Lynch encountered an enemy more powerful than he could have ever imagined—a god who had lost his Divine Power. They engaged in a grueling battle there. Only after he finally defeated the opponent did he learn the god’s na: Litatras, the ancient God of Prophecy.
He recalled that battle, the scenes constantly replayed in his mind. As a God of Prophecy, Litatras’s combat abilities were not very strong, but he retained several abilities from when he was a god, one of which was prophecy—he could foresee events to a certain extent. This greatly increased the difficulty of the battle, as every Spell Lynch used seed to be anticipated by him, and each attack appeared futile due to his precise defense.
"How did I defeat him?" Lynch shook his head. Due to the near-uninterrupted fighting inside, his mory wasn’t perfectly clear. Besides the prophecy god himself, countless Hell Demons launched assaults on him. If it weren’t for the inherent irreconcilable conflicts among these demons consuming much of their energy in internal battles, Lynch dared not say whether he could have walked out of that room.
"The turning point must have been when that Spell hit him, right?" Lynch recalled the astonished expression of the God of Prophecy at the ti. A Spell initially intended to attack demons, long supposed to be ineffective, actually hard this God of Prophecy. This ant there was a limit to his ability to foresee the future, a limit no longer than the duration from the spell’s release to the infliction of damage.
Thus, to defeat this god and leave the sealed room, Lynch hid in a corner, never having worked so hard to devise a strategy before. He focused his mind completely, receiving not a shred of outside information.
"If Finder hadn’t stood watch for , I might already be dead." At that ti, the red-souled Demon Statue was vigilantly observing the surroundings, maneuvering Lynch’s left hand to enable him to crawl on the ground, thus avoiding several groups of passing enemies.
When Lynch regained his composure and willpower, it was two days later. He stretched out his right hand, conjuring a silver Light Sphere, standing before the God of Prophecy who had lost his divine status.
"Then what happened?" Lynch racked his brains but couldn’t rember; his battle mories ended there, followed by his reappearance in front of Deluo and Nimo. Afterwards, he did inquire from Finder, who resided in his arm, and the red soul replied, "You and that God of Prophecy jumped straight into battle. Although the God could foresee your actions, he couldn’t withstand so many attacks due to your direct harnessing of the Magic Origin power. He eventually exhausted his Mana, and then you won."
Lynch always felt that Finder was hiding sothing from him; things couldn’t be this simple. Even though the silver Light Sphere he could condense possessed powerful Magic Energy, he couldn’t believe his physical state could withstand the ravages of the Magic Origin Power.
"But in any case, I have a weapon to rely on again." This seemingly inexhaustible Energy Light Ball operates on the sa principle as the Magic Energy base used by ancient Great Arcanists to support Flying Cities, continuously channeling the Magic Origin Power into the world at a certain rate, absorbed by surrounding Arrays or Magic Items, providing them with endless power.
However, the Magic Energy base, according to records, was a massive thing no one dared approach, its pure Magic Origin Power capable of destroying anything brave enough to co near. Yet the silver Light Sphere he created possessed the sa nature but floated quietly in the air like a harmless baby, obedient to his commands. Lynch tossed a Gold Coin at the Light Sphere, which swallowed the coin instantly, without a trace of disturbance, as if the coin had never existed in the world, consud by that brilliance. Lynch even speculated that if this Light Sphere were black, it might just be a Sphere of Destruction.
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