Misty Forest, Guardian Tower.
Morning time.
Lynch slowly walked out of the Tower and onto the lawn outside.
The daylight sun was a bit glaring, making him squint his eyes unconsciously.
This time of seclusion had lasted too long.
He wasn't quite sure exactly how long had passed.
A month?
A year?
Ten years? Or even longer.
Inside the Time Hut, there was no distinction between day and night, and under the distorted Time Force Field, one couldn't feel the passing of time, so he wasn't quite sure how long had passed.
In any case,
The only coordinate might just be the mark of strength, and his strength had leaped to the eighth Mystical Circuit.
He was now only one step away from the later stage of Mystical Circuits!
After a while, Lynch finally adapted to the outside light, and his eyes opened slowly.
