Chapter 1029: Reversal

The closer to the Abyssal Eye, the more dangerous teleportation became.

Now that the three’s purpose was to rescue someone, they naturally wouldn’t first put themselves in danger.

However, before the three could get close, a void suddenly appeared in front of them.

It was as if the space in front had been cut—they couldn’t even approach.

The front, not even half a meter away, had now become like another world.

The three simultaneously looked toward Douglas.

Without saying, it must be this fifth-rank wizard who had acted.

Floco’s expression turned bitter. Even at his peak, he couldn’t easily sever a space.

Douglas raised his other free hand, putting his index finger to his lips.

“Shh…”

After making this gesture, he turned back to look at Saul in front of him, his pupils instantly becoming a mass of chaos.

“Watch the abyss carefully, don’t look around randomly. You will see the most valuable thing in this world. If you miss it, you’ll regret it for life.”

Saul was once again suppressed by Douglas and could only give up observing his surroundings, looking back at that death mist.

Watching the death mist, Saul couldn’t help but want to look away. He felt like he was seeing the end of all life—the withering of plants, the weathering of rocks, the decay of flesh, the exhaustion of particles.

But after the end, things seemed to be able to welcome new life. However, that rebirth was blurry—he could only see an outcome, but the most important transformation process was completely unclear.

That was the sixth-rank Abyssal Eye’s understanding of essence. But his understanding was also incomplete. Perhaps it was this incompleteness that prevented the sixth-rank from advancing to seventh-rank.

But at the same time, in the other field of vision Saul could see, the death mist in front of him was just a lifeless corpse with no rebirth cycle. Like a dead planet with no power, no purpose, only able to drift toward an unknown distance in the endless universe.

So there was no ending either.

Two fields of vision existed simultaneously in his consciousness, making him feel a lucid split. His previous understanding of things was constantly being overturned and rebuilt.

Very contradictory and conflicted.

Constantly affirming himself, then denying himself.

Saul endured the pain of his consciousness being torn in half and spoke with great difficulty—he didn’t know if he was actually making sound.

“I can help you watch, but you must end the Abyssal Eye’s doomsday.”

“Agreed.” Douglas immediately consented.

Without the slightest hesitation, making one wonder if he was just saying it casually.

If Saul would cooperate well with the observation, it could save Douglas a lot of trouble and allow him to focus more on observing the abyss’s demise through Saul, obtaining more sixth-rank information.

For him, this was the most important thing at present.

However, just after agreeing, Douglas suddenly frowned and forcefully twisted his neck. “You put restraints on me? What kind of power is this?”

Saul was startled, not expecting Douglas to actually perceive the constraints of causality!

Indeed, trying to use causality to control someone stronger than him was too difficult.

But fortunately, Saul still had backup plans.

Just as Douglas was distracted by the causality Saul had loaded onto him, Gorsa, who had originally been isolated by space, suddenly moved!

Half his body became golden light, half became pitch-black shadow.

When light and dark touched, they immediately twisted and spun, and his entire being suddenly became a chaotic body mixing light and dark.

This chaotic body suddenly charged forward, directly embedding into the spatial fissure in front.

The power isolating space seemed to have its original force field structure destroyed by the chaotic force. The two spaces that had originally been separated like by a natural chasm actually showed signs of remerging.

Frim beside him immediately used his most powerful magic to help Gorsa destroy the spatial fissure in front. Floco quickly informed Gorsa of his understanding of spatial magic.

At this time, Douglas, who still hadn’t released the mysterious restraints on his body, showed impatience for the first time.

He glanced at the three people and his mouth twitched. “Really troublesome. Then I’ll kill you first.”

He raised his hand and swept again. The spatial fissure that had originally blocked the three immediately disappeared, but the next second, a flat circular black shadow suddenly appeared.

Inside that circular black shadow seemed to be nothing.

Only infinite death and silence.

Even the sea breeze would instantly disappear upon entering the black shadow.

But Gorsa was still advancing, looking like he was going to crash headfirst into the circular black shadow.

Such resolute suicidal behavior made Douglas completely turn his head to look at him.

He couldn’t help but be curious—could this Gorsa really resist his absolute death domain? Or was he simply not caring about his life?

Thinking of Gorsa’s previous crazy behavior, Douglas now couldn’t judge his true intentions.

Just as Douglas was slightly distracted, looking at Gorsa for an instant, Kismet, who had originally been gripping the threads in his left hand tightly and using the diary’s connection to control Saul, suddenly lost the sadness in his eyes.

He quickly raised his right hand, using even greater force than before, suddenly gripping in front of him. Unlike his bleeding left hand, his right hand immediately sizzled when it clenched, like grilled meat on an iron plate.

His expression was fierce, but his mouth carried a triumphant, arrogant smile. After feeling he had grabbed something in his hand, he began using all his strength to press his right hand against his chest.

The golden pages in the Dead Wizard’s Diary that hadn’t yet transformed into thin threads suddenly disappeared and reappeared. But when the golden pages appeared again, they had become equally fine and dense golden threads.

Just like the golden threads Frim had once possessed.

But this time, the other end of the golden threads was wrapped around Douglas.

Kismet released his bloody left hand, and Saul immediately regained his ability to move.

His body, which had been suppressed by Douglas, suddenly exploded like foam and disappeared.

At the same time, Gorsa, who seemed to be charging toward the circular black shadow without regard for his life, suddenly turned around and rushed directly toward Sky City below, ignoring the Abyssal Eye below and forcefully crashing into a familiar piece of land—the White Glass Palace.

The next moment, the already dilapidated White Glass Palace instantly exploded, and a golden beam of light shot straight toward Douglas.

Douglas, who was already temporarily restricted by the golden threads, was struck squarely by the golden light.

His movements trying to break free from the golden threads immediately slowed down.

But these still couldn’t completely restrain Douglas. Although his movements were slow, they didn’t stop.

He waved his hand in front of his chest, gathering all the golden threads connected to him into a bundle. Although he couldn’t break them, he could reduce the diary’s restrictions on him.

Douglas slowly raised his head, staring intently at Kismet. Although he didn’t speak, his voice had already transmitted.

“Are you prepared to give up obtaining freedom?”

Douglas’s voice was very cold and carried a strong killing intent.

Just hearing this voice, Kismet’s ears exploded with a “pop.”

Blood soaked his silver hair and flowed down to his shoulders.

But Kismet’s smile became even wider. “After you used Death Weaving to forcibly promote me to fourth-rank and bind me together with the Dead Wizard’s Diary, I never had an independent self again. Unfortunately, such an obvious truth—I only finally understood it a while ago.”

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Douglas showed a disdainful smile. “So you planned from the beginning to rebel against me with Saul?”

Kismet could no longer hear, but looking at Douglas’s mental power fluctuations, he still received the other’s information.

He shook his head. “We didn’t make any plans, because any extra things I did would be noticed by you. All this was achieved simply through the understanding between me and my lovely little brother master.”

Kismet smiled very triumphantly.

He hadn’t said anything to Saul, but Saul just understood. Not only did he understand, he was also very clever in cooperating with his act.

If a puppet could finally have such a master, well… that wouldn’t be bad either.

(End of Chapter)

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