Watching the shooting star from the sky getting closer and closer to Saul, its size didn't grow larger.
When the teor arrived in front of Saul with its pale golden light tail, he suddenly jumped backward, extending both hands forward with fingers crossed, weaving them into a net, preparing to catch it.
Because the teor was moving very fast, Saul had already prepared himself for a strong impact that might break his fingers.
This was his instinctive action.
As if what was rushing toward him wasn't a star, but a young child.
However, when the light suddenly ca before him, it abruptly decelerated, ca to a sudden stop, and finally hovered above Saul's palm.
Saul uncrossed his fingers and, with a face full of curiosity and caution, gently probed the hovering light orb with his finger.
He didn't touch it directly, but traced its shape in the air around its periter.
The light orb suddenly extinguished like a power outage, its glow disappeared, revealing an uneven round ball inside.
When this round ball wasn't glowing, it didn't appear as brilliant as it looked from above in the sky.
It wasn't even perfectly round, and its surface was grayish and bumpy.
Although this matched Saul's understanding of teors, it didn't quite align with his impression of stars that could produce eye pollution.
Just as Saul was thinking this, the hovering star suddenly lost its floating ability and dropped directly into Saul's palm.
Since the diary didn't provide any warning this ti, Saul instinctively caught the star.
After catching what looked like an ordinary stone of strange shape, he discovered this stone felt soft to the touch, with a certain elasticity.
As soon as he gently squeezed it, the star in his palm suddenly flipped over.
The bottom half of the stone revealed an eye!
It had white sclera and a rainbow-like iridescent pupil!
"A star eye?"
But Saul clearly rembered that when this star had just lost its glow, its entire periter looked like stone, with no side having the appearance of an eye.
"Could it be that it changed after making contact with ?"
The side of the stone that flipped up was exactly the side that had just been in contact with Saul's palm.
Saul's ntal power swept over but found nothing on his palm, as if the star in his hand only existed in his vision.
"Hello." He tried speaking. Since a star had actually co down, it should be able to understand his subsequent words. "Can we communicate like this?"
The ball-like star rotated in Saul's hand, its pupil examining Saul.
The alternating sensations of half smooth and half coarse textures continuously rubbed against his skin.
Making Saul feel his fingers becoming sowhat stiff.
Saul didn't rush and patiently waited for the star to speak.
However, he didn't receive any communication from the star.
After examining Saul, it suddenly transford into a puddle of liquid.
Before Saul could react, his soul body absorbed the liquid completely in an instant, like a parched desert.
Saul's heart trembled, and he instinctively wanted to remove this hand as well.
But just as this thought arose, he suddenly saw an eye open in his palm.
Just like when he used the Eye of Banishnt.
Before he could clearly perceive this eye's effect on him, the skin around this eye suddenly opened wide, like a person opening their eyes, and another eye grew.
Then, like bamboo shoots after rain, eyes with seven-colored pupils opened under every inch of skin on his palm.
Saul's hand beca impossible to look at directly.
Even he himself began to feel sharp brain pain, as if soone was scratching his brain tissue with sharp fingernails.
"Ugh!"
Saul's face contorted, his palm drooping as if his hand was supporting a house and couldn't be lifted at all.
He wanted to look away, but his eyes were fixated on his arm covered with eyeballs.
Most terrifyingly, those eyes weren't satisfied with just one arm.
Like a drop of ink falling into clear water.
Saul saw his arm also rapidly growing dense clusters of eyes.
A single rainbow-colored eye might seem beautiful and dazzling, but when your arms, collar, and even face are covered with rainbow-colored eyes, everything you see will only make you feel sick and nauseous.
"Ugh!!!"
Saul was truly nauseated.
Because in his perception, the eyes were no longer satisfied with his surface skin.
He seed to feel eyes opening on his tongue, upper and lower jaw, and even in his throat.
"Boom!"
Saul fell heavily to the ground, but the compressed eyeballs were elastic, making him bounce lightly twice on the ground.
Saul writhed in pain, montarily unable to think.
During his convulsions, he seed to hear the sound of spheres colliding in his brain, and for an instant, half of Kongsha's face flashed before his eyes.
But he was already too weak to think much, only able to keep his eyes wide open in this state that overturned his cognition.
Although the diary gave no warning, Saul knew he was in extre danger at this mont.
If he let the eyes invade his body, if he let this change continue, he would beco a slave to the eyes.
But the eyes' invasion and infection of his body was too fast, so fast that Saul lost control of his body in an instant.
Now he couldn't even mobilize his ntal power.
"There must be another way." The sound in Saul's head was no longer spheres colliding, but had beco a squeezing sound.
"Creak, creak..."
He struggled to widen his only two remaining eyes that belonged to him, his gray pupils could only see a void.
But he tried hard to think of his original appearance.
Outlining his appearance from head to toe, presenting that Saul who was only seventeen but already a second-rank wizard, gradually developing the bearing of a strong person.
"This is ."
Then another figure appeared in his mind.
It was a man in his thirties who looked sowhat ordinary but had a very gentle temperant.
"This is also ."
Saul blinked his eyelids.
"Although my appearance has changed, both are , both are myself."
Saul gradually cald down. He no longer avoided his now unrecognizable body, but slowly crawled up from the ground, trying hard to ignore the strange sounds his body made when rubbing against the surface.
He slowly stood up, sowhat unsteady, but ultimately stood firm.
Then, mustering great courage, he looked down at his body.
For an instant, he seed to see a person composed of eyeballs.
From top to bottom, from inside to outside, skin, blood vessels, nerves, bones, muscles, internal organs...
Everything was already covered with eyes.
Countless tis Saul wanted to look away, but he endured it.
"What exactly happened after the star entered my palm?"
"Is it pollution?"
"Or so kind of information I can't yet accept?"
Saul began recalling his experiences disguising as a healer during this ti.
"Avoidance can't solve problems."
"I must figure out the root of my changes."
"The diary gave no death warning, which ans I can handle this situation."
The diary above his head still floated quietly, giving Saul trendous confidence.
He widened his gray eyes and stared at himself.
Stared at his body.
Or rather, his soul.
Boom—
Finally, when he no longer obsessed over the horrifying perception brought by the eyeballs covering his body, he finally saw those eyes clearly!
Where were those eyes?
They were clearly doors—opening from every cell in his body!
"I... pushed open the doors?!"
(End of Chapter)
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