Chapter 913: The New Golden Page

“This ambush against me was jointly planned by you and Gorsa, wasn’t it?”

“My master didn’t tell me the specific plan, but Lord Norton contacted me and asked for my cooperation. However, I slightly modified the plan.”

From collaborator to mastermind, directly destroying most of the Maze Corridor and making Frim completely lose his foundation for controlling the Tribunal.

Saul had long suspected that the Maze Corridor was precisely Frim’s foundation for becoming fourth-rank, his reliance for resurrection.

But Saul hadn’t planned to completely destroy the Maze Corridor, because the Tribunal needed Frim, and Nephret also needed Frim.

It was just that even if Frim didn’t have to die, he could no longer obtain freedom.

Before entering, Saul had already reached an agreement with Elo. Frim would be trapped forever in this small square space, but Elo would take him to the Red Sea Coast. Whenever the black tide struck, they would have Frim use his own power to activate the defensive arrays.

Didn’t Frim want to protect Nephret?

Then let him focus wholeheartedly on protection, without having the mind to meddle in other affairs!

Presumably for the sake of Nephret Continent, even if Frim felt stifled and resentful in his heart, he would still contribute all his strength when the black tide came.

This was Saul’s revenge.

Didn’t Frim force others to protect Nephret?

Then let him be forced once too!

Frim clearly understood what plan Saul had modified. After all, nearly half of his divided soul had gone into Gorsa’s belly. Only a tiny amount had escaped back to his original body after Norton stopped blocking the return passage.

Even as a fourth-rank wizard, after losing nearly half his soul, he would suffer severe injuries and nearly mutate.

At this moment, Frim didn’t even know what kind of mood he should be in.

He looked up slightly at Saul. “It seems only you are the suitable candidate.”

“Starting with riddles again.” Saul frowned inwardly.

“Norton originally only had a few decades to live. After today’s situation, he probably has less than ten years left.”

Saul frowned upon hearing this, not expecting Patriarch Norton to consume his own lifespan for Master Gorsa. But thinking about it, it made sense—Master Gorsa was the future hope of the entire Glare Family. Patriarch Norton would rather sacrifice his life than allow others to harm Master Gorsa.

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Frim acted secretively when making his move, but the Glare Family struck back recklessly.

If Patriarch Norton hadn’t directly violated the covenant and personally landed on Nephret, Saul wouldn’t have been able to seize this opportunity to directly overturn Frim!

Frim knew what Saul was thinking, but he said nothing. He had already recovered from the dejection of being outmaneuvered and losing everything.

He spoke slowly, “The Stargate Council’s mind isn’t on the stargate at all. Elo is constrained by human emotions. Murphy can’t leave the Sighing Wall. Gorsa… hmph… I now hope he’ll be able to return alive in the future.”

“What?” Saul asked. “Where is my master going?”

A flash of mockery passed through Frim’s eyes, but it quickly returned to calm. “He’s going to the Abyssal Eye.”

Saul’s eyes widened.

That Abyssal Eye—just looking at it from afar made him feel terrified. When Frim had thrown him into the black tide nearby, he had nearly mutated. How could Master Gorsa choose to go there?

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But soon, Saul figured it out himself.

“Master Gorsa wants to personally witness the terror of the Abyssal Eye. After all, the Abyssal Eye is like an arrow hanging over all our heads. But if we don’t even understand the essence of the Abyssal Eye, how can we talk about solving this source of doomsday?”

“You’re thinking too simplistically. Do you know that once the Abyssal Eye erupts, it will swallow at least one continent, possibly even two?”

Saul fell silent. He had thought about this, but would doing nothing prevent the Abyssal Eye from erupting?

The increasingly frequent Storm Eye eruptions in the Borderland over these years—didn’t that mean the Abyssal Eye was becoming more and more active?

And there was Camus. She clearly knew that one day, the Abyssal Eye would completely erupt. If nothing was done, everything was just a matter of time.

“I trust my master.” Saul said only one sentence. Frim wouldn’t believe anything more, and he was too lazy to explain.

“Hmph.” Frim snorted coldly. “Then take a look at this thing.”

He suddenly raised his hand, and the entire corridor suddenly dimmed, then a point of golden light appeared overhead.

It was a golden thread that slowly descended under Frim’s guidance.

“This is why I cannot tolerate Gorsa. The names appearing on this golden thread will all bring near-destructive disasters to the wizard world.”

Frim pointed to each name, telling Saul what they had done, what harm they had brought, and how he had begun clearing the people on the list after figuring out the golden thread’s purpose.

Coming to the last name, Saul was shocked to see “Gorsa Glare” written there.

“Gorsa’s action of entering the Abyssal Eye will only bring disaster to the wizard world. Now I can no longer stop him. I know you won’t allow me to leave the Maze Corridor either. So now I’m handing it over to you. When you understand that everything I’ve said is true, you’ll make a move against Gorsa yourselves.”

Frim looked confident as he pushed the golden thread with several names written on it toward Saul.

Saul took the golden thread. Just as he was about to examine it closely before putting it away, he discovered the thread had suddenly disappeared.

His movement paused, and he immediately began searching for where the thread had gone. His mental power searched his entire body and actually… found it in the Dead Wizard’s Diary!

The golden thread had remarkably transformed into a golden page.

This was Saul’s first golden page that he hadn’t obtained from Kismet!

After confirming the page was safely in the diary without any unusual movement, Saul pretended to store the item in his storage device, then said to Frim, who had been staring at him, “I’ll take this thing, but I need to carefully verify whether what you said is true. And even if it is true, I won’t necessarily act according to your previous style.”

Frim leaned against the wall, but his waist and back remained straight, as if his pride hadn’t been broken by this defeat.

“That’s not something a prisoner like me can influence. However, I believe that when you become a fourth-rank wizard, you’ll be the most likely person to make the right choice!”

Saul was silent for a moment. “His Majesty Elo has agreed to imprison you in the Red Sea.”

Frim closed his eyes. “Heh, I understand. You can rest assured—even if it’s for Nephret, I won’t let the black tide invade the southeastern coast.”

“You should pay more attention to the far north instead.” Frim opened his eyes a crack. “Although Murphy doesn’t have Norton’s signs of demise, he has been fourth-rank for a very, very long time. We are all people who have lost the path to advancement. We will all reach the end of our lives someday. If Murphy dies, which fourth-rank wizard would be willing to be trapped forever within the Sighing Wall?”

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