Seeing what the Great Snake was doing within his domain, Lynch knew he had no choice but to do his utmost to end the actions of this god here. This scientific power was a variable outside his plan, a weight that could seriously tip the scales in this war. It was either to use the power of a Great Mage now to adjust this balance or admit defeat obediently.
Multicolored lights spiraled upwards around Lynch's body, forming ring after ring of halos rotating around him. Three silver light spheres inscribed with obscure characters rose behind him, emitting a dazzling brilliance that dared not be directly looked at. From the start, the mage had unleashed the power of the three Secret Scrolls completely without reservation. Even so, Lynch's mouth continued to recite lengthy spells, summoning every bit of power he could wield—mysterious power, ancient power, and even the power of ancient great arcanists.
