Chapter 946: He's Back

At the same time, to lighten Keli’s burden somewhat, both Herman and Fake Wind Sprite Nerela remained at the wizard tower.

Saul only brought Little Algae, Beth, and Nightmare Butterfly Penny.

This trip to Iskaper also involved Saul searching for the final target of the Symphony of Fate.

Back then, Kismet had advised him that if he wanted to choose a target for Death Weaving in Iskaper, he should go there last.

Saul could see that Kismet had been very serious that time, meaning Iskaper’s waters ran deeper than the Tribunal’s.

So Saul had followed his advice, waiting until the first four targets were stable and he had adapted to large amounts of fate power before accepting Glare’s invitation to go to Iskaper.

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Glare’s World Side was located at the edge of Iskaper Continent, but still very far from Ophelia’s Sky City.

To be precise, Sky City was on Iskaper’s western side, while Glare World Side was on the continent’s northern shore.

This time Saul received Norton’s assistance, arriving at Iskaper directly through the ultra-long-distance teleportation array near Dwarf Valley. After arriving, Saul traveled north until he approached Glare’s station before seeing his contact.

The person who came was a wizard who looked even older than Norton—white-haired, and despite wearing loose robes, his thin frame was still visible.

He was also a third-rank wizard, carrying a lamp whose wick emitted bright and stable white light.

“Wizard Saul, pleased to meet you. I’m Edgar, sent by Patriarch Norton to receive you. Please follow me.”

Saul followed Edgar into the interior of a high mountain. Behind dense forest, the mountain path came to an abrupt end, revealing a cliff as steep as if split by an axe.

Below the cliff was another forest with no sign of human habitation.

“You can go down from here. When entering the World Side entrance, please withdraw your magical defenses and flight spells.”

As Edgar spoke, he jumped from the cliff first.

He simply didn’t use magic at all. When he fell halfway, a blue light gate suddenly appeared in the sky. Edgar disappeared after falling into the light gate.

Glare’s World Side was different from any World Side Saul had seen before.

When Saul followed Edgar’s example and fell into the light gate, he discovered the ground beneath was actually a burning world. However, all the flames here were white, the same as Edgar’s lamp wick.

Burning, but not scorching.

The houses, trees, and even roads here all had scattered flames. After Saul followed Edgar inside, flames came to catch him, allowing him to slowly descend without using magical power by riding the flames.

“What do these flames burn?” Saul looked at his feet standing in the center of the flames, feeling only like soaking in warm water.

“They burn impurities in the air. World Sides aren’t as stable as the main world and sometimes give birth to strange things. Ever since the first generation of the Glare family stationed here, they’ve been continuously cleaning. In places without these flames, things happen that are very terrifying for low-rank wizards.”

The flames carried the two forward, floating over hills before revealing a cluster of towering wizard towers like a primeval forest.

Saul had never seen such densely packed wizard towers. Each tower was different in size and shape, spaced very close together with no consideration for building distance or privacy.

As they passed through these wizard towers, several people stuck their heads out of tower windows.

When Saul looked down, he discovered these people had no eyes, mouths, or ears—their entire faces only had a flat nose that was sniffing vigorously.

After passing through the tower cluster, the flames carrying them finally began descending.

Their landing spot was a very special wizard tower that looked more like an inverted bowl. The bowl’s bottom automatically opened as they descended, then immediately closed after they entered.

Inside the bowl was darkness where no path could be seen, somewhat familiar. The power of space twisted, transporting them to another location.

The flames beneath their feet disappeared during spatial transport, and finally they arrived in complete darkness.

But looking up, Saul saw a light orb with limited illumination range. A small figure lay in the center of the orb, like a baby in its mother’s womb.

But the familiar mental power made Saul understand that the person inside the light orb was the Glare patriarch.

“Patriarch, Wizard Saul has arrived. I’ll withdraw now.” Edgar bowed, wanting to leave, but was stopped by Norton.

“Edgar, you stay. If there’s no one else available in the future, you’re my next choice.”

Edgar shuddered but ultimately stood quietly in place.

Then the baby in the light cluster turned toward Saul. “Saul, you should already see that I haven’t reached the point of complete exhaustion yet.”

Saul nodded. He could naturally see the other’s mental power hadn’t begun declining. “So you called me here early because something happened?”

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“Gorsa has returned.”

Saul suddenly raised his head, shocked and delighted.

“Master has returned?” Actually, Saul knew master Gorsa couldn’t stay in the Abyssal Eye for too long. He was mainly surprised and pleased that the other had actually returned alive.

If Master Gorsa’s experience could be replicated, wouldn’t the wizard world have another method to resist the black tide?

“Don’t get too happy too early.” Norton’s next words were like cold water splashed on Saul’s face. “Gorsa has… gone mad.”

Something seemed to be moving in the darkness. The concept of distance became blurred in the darkness as a figure gradually penetrated through, approaching the light.

But when closer, Saul discovered this figure bore almost no resemblance to his familiar master.

Charred and twisted, like a corpse that had been crumpled into a ball and burned.

Saul couldn’t help stepping forward, wanting to touch Gorsa, but felt he had no place to start. He could sense there was pollution in Gorsa’s body that had already been cleaned, but what was truly affecting his condition now wasn’t pollution but mutation caused by pollution.

Even if Saul now used his tentacles to absorb all remaining black tide pollution from Gorsa’s body, he couldn’t stop the magical power in this body from continuing to mutate.

Saul crouched down, hovering his hand above his master’s head, discovering the other’s soul body was even more severely damaged. He could barely find a complete soul body—the original soul body seemed torn apart and scattered throughout the entire body.

“Huh?” Saul suddenly withdrew his hand in some surprise.

“You discovered it too.” Norton’s voice came from overhead. “Gorsa seems to have deliberately turned his body into this state.”

“Yes, Master did this to use such a body to seal his fragmented soul body.”

“Actually, even for a fourth-rank wizard, if the soul body became this fragmented, I wouldn’t be confident in restoring him. But although Gorsa’s soul body is this fragmented, it still maintains vitality. He previously told me that if one day his soul body underwent irreparable mutation, to call you over.”

Saul looked down at Gorsa’s body that no longer resembled human form. In those broken soul fragments, he discovered a familiar aura—it was precisely the soul fragment he had lost to the Interlayer Wraith’s bite.

Could his bit of soul fragment also be one of the means that helped Gorsa return?

(End of Chapter)

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