Kist didn't ask who Saul wanted to et, but instead focused on the latter information, "Are you capturing anchor points to bring back for confrontation experints with the red worms? I rember you caught one at the Red Sea. Are you worried that the experintal sample size is too small and the data inaccurate?"
"That's one consideration."
"What about the other aspect?" Kist was obviously more interested in this matter.
"As for the other aspect, you'll naturally know when you should know."
Kist pursed his lips—the riddling person had been riddled back.
He knew Saul was deliberately imitating his way of speaking. "I'll definitely change in the future."
"Then I'll tell you in the future."
Kist simply shut up. He could see that Saul absolutely refused to say anything more for now.
And Saul still kept his eyes closed.
But actually he wasn't ditating—he was observing the anchor point monster that had already fused together in his space.
The bird-shaped[a] anchor point monster had actually fused with anchor point fragnts and grown a horn.
This ti, besides bringing anchor point monsters back for experints with red worms, Saul also wanted to see if anchor point monsters would fuse together when placed together.
If so, what would multiple anchor point monsters eventually beco after fusing together?
Anchor point monsters existed in skeletal form—could they be monsters split from a sixth-rank wizard's bones?
With many questions in mind, Saul continued controlling the large fish toward their destination.
After two hours, an opportunity triggered Saul's consciousness. He remained motionless, maintaining the sa posture as before, continuing to rest with his eyes closed, but his consciousness had actually flown to the Prismatic World channel.
Floco: [Saul, I can already see the large fish you're riding.]
Saul said, "Good, maintain the farthest observation position. Unless I send a signal, don't do anything that would expose your existence."
Floco: [I understand. However, do you really not need to accompany you to the abyss? Although my strength hasn't recovered to the fifth rank yet, I still have so thods—better than that guy with unknown purposes.]
Saul refused: "Unknown purposes are exactly what need to be explored. Besides, my intention isn't really to figure out what he wants to do."
After a pause, Saul still told Frim, "I want to figure out which side Kist is really on."
Floco beca sowhat excited upon hearing this.
Floco: [You think Kist isn't actually Douglas's person?]
"It's hard to say right now. But I don't believe Kist would really obediently serve as soone's pawn, even if that person is a fifth-rank wizard."
Floco: [Hmph, if that's the case, I really hope Kist can give Douglas a surprise.]
Floco had nearly been killed by Douglas. He had no good feelings left for this guy who had never been on the sa side as him anyway.
If not for Saul and Douglas currently being in a cooperative relationship, he would have wanted to secretly cause trouble for Douglas.
"Floco, help observe Kist's every move and record it in detail, but don't tell . When we return, I'll find you separately."
Floco: [Alright.]
Saul disconnected the contact and slowly opened his eyes.
He glanced at Kist, who had beco so bored that he had hollowed out the large fish beneath him, leaving only a thin layer of fish skin outside to block the seawater.
Since they'd known each other, Kist never seed to ditate or try to improve his magic power.
But this guy's strength was like an iceberg—you'd always discover hidden shadows beneath the ocean.
Before coming out of the abyss, Saul wouldn't contact Floco again. Otherwise, this cunning fellow Kist might detect sothing abnormal.
The large fish suddenly jolted violently. The fish skin that had just been hollowed out by Kist and was on the verge of collapse was ruthlessly torn apart in this jolt.
Black seawater rushed in, also bringing several half-rotten small fish. Those fish rolled their eyes, their cloudy fish eyes staring at Saul.
Saul opened his eyes and t those fish's gaze. Behind the fish eyes, he seed to catch another being's stare as well.
"Pop!"
The next second, the large fish split into pieces, and Saul and Kist fell into the sea.
At this point they were already very close to the Abyssal Eye. The black tide pollution in the seawater was enough to kill a low-rank wizard.
But for Saul and Kist, compared to the pollution inside the abyss, this was nothing at all.
The mont Saul fell into the black tide, he glanced at Kist, who had nurous water ripples appearing around him, seemingly forming a protective force field instantly.
Seeing that Kist had quickly established protection, Saul stopped paying attention to him. Turning around, all the skin on his body contracted into his bones.
Soon, a black skeleton erged from the corroded and damaged wizard robe, shooting toward the abyss at extre speed.
Saul had already sent Little Algae back to the Purity Wizard Tower beforehand. For this entry into the abyss, he only brought Kist along.
Even Floco was only responsible for observation from outside and wouldn't follow Saul in.
Until Saul felt a turbulent whirlpool, the Dead Wizard's Diary still gave no warning.
Saul relaxed his soul and body, allowing the pitch-black water to sweep him into the bottomless sea.
During this ti, Saul slowly awakened on his fate lines' main body. He seed to enter a god's-eye view, clearly seeing his black skeleton like fallen leaves and duckweed, completely powerless to resist as it spun with the water waves. Even cracks had appeared on his body, with seaweed-like plants growing from the fissures.
Soon, Saul's body looked like bones that had fallen into the ocean for hundreds of years, covered with bizarre deep-sea algae.
These algae used Saul's body as nourishnt, constantly strengthening themselves. anwhile, Saul's skeletal body, which could originally ignore general pollution, shrank and cracked like dehydrated leaves, seeming ready to split apart and turn to powder at any mont.
But Saul, whose consciousness had floated up into the fate lines, only calmly watched his body's changes.
This body was now like a strand of hair on his head. Though this strand was now yellowed, cracked, and about to die, Saul could grow new hair to replace it at any ti.
After struggling at the whirlpool's edge for an unknown duration, Saul's black bone body suddenly shuddered and broke free from the black seawater.
At this point, his body only retained most of his skull and the parts above his chest bone. Other limbs and half his spine had already vanished in the corrosion of the black tide and bizarre algae.
However, his body had now arrived in a quiet space. The terrifying black tide and seaweed growing in his bone crevices were instantly blocked out upon entering this space.
There was no seawater here, nor any terrifyingly powerful ntal pressure—only tranquility.
It was like suddenly lying down in velvet silk bedding after extre fatigue, allowing the softness to swallow oneself.
As if having passed so limit, Saul had moved from the most dangerous zone to the safe eye of the storm.
But neither the previous tornt nor the current comfort truly affected Saul, who was hidden within the fate lines.
He calmly watched the outside, as if viewing a magnificent and exquisite cutscene.
Shortly after he entered, another object penetrated the invisible barrier, squeezing in from the dense black tide.
Saul imdiately noticed that object.
The object's shape sowhat resembled a human spine.
But it differed greatly from a real spine.
The spine before him wasn't segnts of bone stacked together, but more like a complete hollow tube.
(End of Chapter)
[a]wasn't it described as a lizard or is it just my imagination
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