The smile on Douglas's face faded. The puppet he had personally created ultimately recognized a master other than himself.
This made a powerful fifth-rank wizard sowhat displeased!
"Is that so? Unfortunately, your resistance looks like a joke to . You want to trap ? For how long? One minute? Two minutes?"
He twisted and stretched his arm that was gathering the golden threads, actually pulling Kist several ters closer.
Kist's chest made a "bang" sound, as if sothing had cracked.
His complexion instantly beca even worse, but he was still smiling, as if trying to anger his forr master to death.
Douglas tightened his arm again, and Kist moved several more ters closer to Douglas, almost unable to resist.
When the two were less than ten ters apart, Saul's figure suddenly appeared in front of Kist.
He reached out and grabbed the dark red hardcover book between Kist and Douglas—the Dead Wizard's Diary that originally belonged to him.
Saul's arms transford into semi-transparent gray tentacles, wrapping around the diary again and again. Then his entire body fell forcefully toward the Abyssal Eye.
The golden threads connected Kist and Douglas simultaneously. Under Saul's pulling, both n fell downward at the sa ti.
Kist imdiately cooperated with Saul in falling together. The two pulled Douglas, who was entangled by the diary, flying toward the abyss below.
At the sa ti, the light beam released by Gorsa also restrained Douglas's movents, making him fall downward involuntarily.
Frim and Floco beside them were both stunned.
Hadn't they co to rescue Saul?
How had it suddenly beco a sneak attack on Douglas?
Looking at their actions, they were trying to counter-kill Douglas!
Killing even a fourth-rank wizard was as difficult as ascending to heaven. How were they going to kill a fifth-rank wizard who had already deciphered spatial laws and had who knows how many avatars?
But things had already reached this point. Even if they didn't resist Douglas, this enmity had already been ford.
Ford tightly.
Frim gritted his teeth and took out his Maze Corridor. After several years of recovery, his Maze Corridor had also regained so spatial abilities.
He directly poured in ninety percent of his remaining ntal power, completely activating the Maze Corridor. Then layers upon layers of spatial walls appeared beside Douglas. They continuously struck Douglas, but collapsed and shattered before hitting him, then reappeared.
Although these spatial walls couldn't directly imprison Douglas, they could disrupt Douglas's control over space.
At the sa ti, Floco also rushed forward, raising his hand to release a huge spherical water ball that directly enveloped Douglas, Saul, and Kist.
This was his Water World ability.
In Floco's controlled Water World, he could alter certain rules, restraining Douglas while providing protection and assistance to Saul and Kist.
Under these multiple layers of power enhancent, Douglas was actually slowly being pulled toward the Abyssal Eye.
Douglas's face showed obvious anger, but no panic whatsoever.
"Heh, so you want to pull into the Abyssal Eye? Is this how you treat the benefactor who helped you save the world?"
Saul, with his back to the sea, holding the diary, looked at Douglas with unwavering eyes.
Whether he was a benefactor or not, everyone knew in their hearts.
Saul revealed an extrely sincere smile. "Since you want to observe the Abyssal Eye's demise, why not go in and take a closer look?"
Saul had no confidence he could kill a fifth-rank wizard across ranks.
But now, below him was the Abyssal Eye that had been designed by Douglas and completely activated.
Although the Abyssal Eye didn't want to continue devouring the world and was struggling to restrain all anchor points, this couldn't be achieved imdiately.
For Douglas, the dying abyss was an opportunity. For Saul, wasn't it the sa?
Since the Abyssal Eye could devour a world, why couldn't it devour a fifth-rank wizard?
Douglas was also a veteran fifth-rank, possibly only the final breakthrough away from sixth-rank. If he could pull Douglas into the abyss, Douglas would definitely not allow the Abyssal Eye to devour him to save his life, while the Abyssal Eye couldn't restrain its devouring desire in the short term.
Both sides would inevitably have violent conflict.
Life or death, or mutual destruction.
Even if one side could survive in the end, it would definitely be in its weakest state.
That would greatly increase the success rate of Saul and the others finishing them off!
However, things never develop as people expect.
When Saul approached the Sky City fragnts that were about to be devoured, his descent speed suddenly slowed.
The circular black shadow that had previously blocked the attack on Gorsa appeared behind Douglas, sticking to his back.
When Saul looked up at Douglas, he also saw the silent starry sky.
In the deepest part of the starry sky, Saul also saw a vague shadow.
The shadow's outline was very similar to Douglas.
In an instant, Saul's eyes widened as he realized what that shadow was.
The shadow in the circular black shadow kept approaching, from blurry to clear, from far to near, almost overlapping with Douglas's body, with only a tiny gap remaining.
The shadow and Douglas imdiately generated a strong attraction, quickly offsetting the diary's pull on Douglas.
Although Kist couldn't see the scene inside the circular black shadow, he was familiar with Douglas and imdiately inford Saul, "He left power behind in the starry sky. That's his main body! We must pull his main body down too, or he'll definitely co looking later!"
After saying this, Kist again pulled the golden threads at his chest, trying to get so golden threads to enter the starry sky behind Douglas.
But the artificially manipulated golden threads couldn't cross space to connect with Douglas's main body.
After several attempts by Kist, due to his insufficient understanding of spatial knowledge, not only did the connection fail, but he almost loosened the restraints on Douglas.
At the sa ti, with the enhancent of his main body's abilities, Douglas not only stopped falling but also began emanating an even more powerful ntal power fluctuation.
It seed only now was he truly displaying the strength of a veteran fifth-rank wizard.
This ntal fluctuation carried extrely strong ntal pollution, having similarities with the Abyssal Eye's black tide pollution.
When this ntal pollution spread widely, all nearby wizards began convulsing in pain, including several fourth-ranks.
This feeling was like they had suddenly been embraced by anchor point monsters without any preparation, and before their soul bodies could stabilize, they were severely punched!
As this ntal pressure spread, even the wizards still fighting anchor point monsters on the periphery were greatly affected. So weaker third-rank and low-rank wizards even directly lost the ability to control magic power, falling into the black tide-polluted seawater like dumplings, then letting out painful screams.
Saul, who was closest to Douglas, was most severely affected.
The world in his eyes beca blurry again, and his recently recovered eyes were in excruciating pain, as if they were about to split.
"No good. We can't let Douglas's influence continue, or everyone will lose their resistance!"
When a fifth-rank wizard began displaying all his power, the others understood why it was said that the higher the rank of wizards, the greater the power gap between them!
"ntal influence... ntal influence..."
Saul suddenly reached back, inserting his index and middle fingers along his eye sockets and directly gouging out both eyes. "I need different eyes."
His eye sockets didn't bleed or beco empty cavities. Just as his two fingers removed the original black eyes, at the nerve connections, a pair of eyes suddenly grew.
A pair of eyes with seven-colored pupils—star eyes.
The mont he saw those eyes, Douglas's expression beca serious again, even showing a trace of wariness.
But Saul's transformation wasn't over.
"Rip—"
"Rip—"
"Rip—"
His face, torso, limbs, and even hair split open with bloody flesh cracks, and star eyes squeezed out from the gaps.
They eagerly turned their colorful pupils to look at Douglas above. Though they were just eyes without vocal organs, sohow childlike laughter could be heard.
Douglas's terrifying ntal pressure was instantly interrupted by the star eyes!
Even behind him, that main body shadow located who knows where moved away a bit and beca much more illusory.
Saul's resistance wasn't over.
Around him, Kist, Floco, Frim, and many other wizards in the distance all suddenly had star eyes with colorful pupils erge from their foreheads.
The wizards who grew star eyes imdiately discovered that the pollution on their bodies beca inactive.
The pollution hadn't disappeared, but it no longer affected everyone's ntal power and magic power.
They could fight normally again.
Saul, who only retained two tentacles, could finally fly downward again.
He stared intently at Douglas with all his star eyes, gradually reaching the very center of the whirlpool.
(End of Chapter)
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