Chapter 1033: Joint Sealing
Douglas didn’t wait for Saul’s answer. He bypassed the eye aggregate and aimed upward at Saul’s main body—the fate lines.
Douglas’s figure twisted into black Death Weaving threads, covering an even larger area than Saul’s main body.
Like a giant net, he closed upward, trapping Saul’s fate lines main body within himself.
Although the diary and quill pen had caught Douglas and prevented his escape, they couldn’t stop Douglas from making other resistant moves.
“I didn’t expect you to be a Death Demon—that was my miscalculation. But you don’t have the ability to control it yet! If you pull me into the Abyssal Eye, I’ll make you die in there too! Ha, if I can observe a Death Demon’s death, I’ll definitely be able to advance to sixth-rank!”
Saul didn’t know if Douglas was threatening him or if he really had the idea of observing his death.
Either way, he didn’t care.
In fact, because Douglas actively approached, Saul’s fall toward the abyss became even faster!
At this moment, the anchor point monsters had gradually awakened from their madness, and the forcibly pulled Abyssal Eye was also shrinking.
The Abyssal Eye wanted to escape too!If Saul showed the slightest hesitation now, he wouldn’t be able to send Douglas into the Abyssal Eye or make these two sources of world destruction kill each other!
So he directly abandoned thinking. He had only one goal: you two who want to destroy the wizard world…
Go die together!
The fate lines trapped in the middle turned around to entangle the Death Weaving threads from within, bringing the Death Weaving threads along toward the soon-to-perish Abyssal Eye.
At this point, no one could stop Saul, because apart from Saul, no one else could actively touch the fate lines!
Gorsa reached out his hand but could only watch as two cloud-like masses of threads, one black and one white, passed directly through his arm and fell into the pitch-black deep sea whirlpool below!
Gorsa stared at the sea surface in a daze for two seconds, then immediately turned and entered the White Glass Palace.
He still had unfinished business and couldn’t stand around in a daze here.
This was what he and Saul had previously agreed upon in the prismatic channel—a plan that must be executed as soon as Douglas fell into the abyss.
After Gorsa entered the White Glass Palace, the once-beautiful glass roof was completely lifted off.
Beneath the roof, countless white porcelain cats were stuck all over!
Then Gorsa threw the roof into the Abyssal Eye as well.
Floco immediately rushed to Gorsa’s side, trying to stop him.
“Are you going to use the deep-sea curse for sealing? But don’t forget, Saul is still down there!”
The deep-sea curse was the terrifying curse that had sealed Floco for hundreds of years. Before Floco escaped, most of the curse had been dispersed by Saul onto various white porcelain cats.
Although the white porcelain cats now falling into the abyss were only part of them, they were enough to initiate the deep-sea curse.
This would prevent those below from coming out for a while.
And Saul needed exactly this “while.”
The confrontation between fifth-rank and a dying sixth-rank wouldn’t last very long.
But when he made the plan, he might not have expected to be in the abyss himself.
“I know he’s down there.” Gorsa ignored Floco’s obstruction and still threw the White Glass Palace roof into the abyss.
The roof suddenly transformed into an azure lake in mid-air, with phosphorescence flickering inside, as if reflecting light that didn’t belong here.
This lake suddenly covered the Abyssal Eye’s whirlpool like putting a cork on a test tube.
The rapidly spinning whirlpool suddenly stopped.
At the same time, Saul remaining outside the abyss also became motionless.
Saul’s avatar, which had become an eye aggregate, was ignored by Douglas and left outside, with only one fate line extending toward the interior of the Abyssal Eye, connecting to the main body inside.
Ever since Saul’s fate lines main body had entangled with Douglas and fallen into the Abyssal Eye together, the avatar outside had stopped moving.
At the same time, the star eyes on Saul’s avatar no longer rotated and no longer possessed their previous intimidating power.
As if only an empty shell had been left outside.
The azure lake, in stark contrast to the black seawater, continued rising and soon reached Saul’s avatar’s feet before stopping, supporting Saul’s body and undulating constantly with the waves.
Saul still held his Dead Wizard’s Diary, wrapped around the silver quill pen, motionless.
Gorsa and Floco’s attention was entirely on the main body trapped inside the Abyssal Eye, while Frim was the first to rush to Saul’s avatar.
Seeing that neither Gorsa nor Floco could save Saul, he turned to look at the hardcover book held by tentacles.
He had clearly seen Saul write just one name on the page and pull Douglas, scattered across various corners of the starry sky, into the wizard world. So what if he also wrote Saul’s name on the page?
Could he rescue him?
Frim endured the discomfort of facing the eyes on Saul’s body and tried to take the diary to write on it.
However, when he tried to grab the diary, his hand passed right through it, unable to touch anything.
As if the hardcover book before him was just an illusion.
He tried again to take the quill pen from another tentacle, but came up empty again.
Frim helplessly withdrew his hand. He couldn’t touch the diary at all, let alone use it to save someone.
He didn’t have that qualification.
At this moment, the Abyssal Eye below suddenly sank downward, and surrounding seawater immediately poured into the whirlpool’s depression. Seawater from all directions crashed into the whirlpool’s center, creating towering white spray.
The entire Abyssal Eye actually sank below the sea surface, and the azure lake sealing the whirlpool also sank down with it, leaving no gaps.
Sky City fragments and parts of Iskaper Continent’s fractured plates also swayed a few times in such violent current fluctuations before gradually returning to calm.
Gorsa and Floco both landed beside Saul’s avatar, helping him block the towering waves all around.
“Can you touch this diary?” Frim voiced his idea.
Both immediately tried, but unfortunately they also couldn’t touch the diary.
Floco glanced at the stone-faced Gorsa. “Well, Saul should be fine. The connection between us is still very clear.”
As targets of the Symphony of Fate, both he and Gorsa could feel the destiny power from Saul—vast and unending, not like someone who would have problems.
Although Gorsa had just unhesitatingly triggered the “deep sea” curse, he now only stared at the gradually calming sea surface without saying a word, obviously still worried.
The remaining black tide pollution on the sea was being rapidly diluted by large amounts of seawater. The anchor point monsters that hadn’t followed the whirlpool were gradually being broken through and devoured by red worms.
After the highly polluting mental fluctuations from anchor point monsters were devoured by equally powerful red worms, they gradually disappeared and finally became something like the inert black powder in the Chaos Realm.
The wizard army had regained dominance over this sea area.
Without the restraint of black tide pollution and anchor point monsters, Byron immediately rushed to Gorsa’s side, with the half-elf following closely.
“Where’s Saul? Was that Saul who just fell in?” Byron asked somewhat incoherently.
He saw Saul surrounded by several people but found he couldn’t approach at all.
Three of the wizard world’s top wizards had wrapped Saul in magical barriers.
“It’s Saul.” Gorsa didn’t turn around.
Suddenly, sensing something, he raised his hand to his forehead.
The smooth skin felt familiar, but Gorsa’s brow furrowed.
The star eye that had just grown was gone.
Seeing this, Byron immediately touched his own forehead and found that the eye that had emerged from his forehead was also gone.
He quickly looked around and discovered that the colorful pupil eyes that everyone had just grown had all disappeared.
(End of Chapter)