When the Seven Great Demon Kings gathered and discussed strategies earlier, Lynn stood inside the spatial portal, pinching the last thread of the spatial rift to prevent it from closing completely.
Though in doing so, he had to endure the chaotic spatial currents that surged from all directions once the default crossing was complete, Lynn didn't care.
With a big red candy in his mouth, he sucked on it little by little. The harm caused by these spatial currents wasn't as fast as his recovery rate.
As long as it wasn't a fatal blow, Lynn wasn't afraid. That's the nature of a player.
He was hiding in the void of Ilya's bedchamber, so he heard everything they said just now. It was just that due to the fine space rift, he couldn't see the scene on the other side, but he could imagine it, and it didn't greatly affect him.
