"An Internal Abyss... This point is sowhat similar to Green, however, there is an essential difference between the two.
Green himself is an abyss,
whereas this gigantic worm that dominates the End of the North seems to have transford its own body into a unique [White at Abyss] during its coronation or enthronent, following its body’s infinite growth.
The worm’s body segnts are scattered across every corner of the Terminal North Continent,
and every life form that dies on the Terminal North Continent, even the ruins of buildings and the remnants of civilization, will be devoured by the worm,
falling into the White at Abyss, becoming part of the at wall, and being permanently preserved.
So many civilizations, it’s truly incredible... How interesting Earth was in ancient tis."
Han Dong thoroughly enjoyed this process of falling,
deciphering the architectural remnants embedded in the wall of the abyss, thus unraveling the entire history of the Terminal North Continent,
gradually imrsing himself in it, marveling at the diversity and cultural inclusivity of this frozen planet.
Splat!
No one knows how long it has been,
Han Dong’s descent reached its end,
his feet landing steadily on the very bottom of the White at Abyss, stepping on an extrely soft, nearly liquid-like white skin surface.
It’s not dark here at all,
the greasy white skin on the ground and walls even emits a white light, illuminating the entire bottom of the abyss... overall resembling an extrely vast white at platform.
"This should be one of the bottom layers inside the worm..."
As Han Dong looked around,
the white skin underfoot began to converge towards a point, stacking upon itself.
Finally forming a big-bellied, white-haired Eskimo, clad in wool, from whose deeply sunken eye sockets ’blood tears’ continuously stread,
which were actually blood-colored worm eggs secreted from within.
The tear-like worm eggs imdiately burrowed into the skin upon landing, absorbing nutrients and nurturing growth.
Within seconds, they grew into white worms, several ters long, crawling on the current bottom platform, all focusing their gaze on the young man.
Han Dong imdiately knelt on one knee.
"Greetings, senior!"
Even though Han Dong held multiple identities, the worm overlord showed no good face,
"It was you who brought about [Disaster]?",
"Yes... The out-of-control one who is about to co to the Terminal North Continent is indeed related to ~ Since he arrived at S-01, he has been persistently trying to locate .
I deliberately left clues in the desolate Grey Realm, and with his analytical ability, he should be able to track down the [Terminal North Continent] existing on the dark side of Earth.
I am truly sorry, because of the ti constraints, I couldn’t inform you of this matter in advance.
However, the Terminal North Continent is the only effective lure area after my ntal screening."
Han Dong knew well there was sothing wrong with his approach,
and at this point, he plunged his hands into his head! Forcefully removing his cranial cap, he extracted a sub-brain that had been prepared in advance, specifically used for mory storage,
offering it with both hands.
"It contains all mories related to the out-of-control one [King Goodman], as well as various thought analyses and luring strategies... Please look it over, senior."
As soon as the sub-brain was presented, it was swallowed by the large white mouth.
After savoring it,
the solemn expression relaxed slightly.
The worm-filled mouth opened and closed, making the surrounding at skin tremble and resonate:
"It seems that your lure strategy is not flawed.
Moreover, according to the mories you provided.
It appears you are adequately prepared to deal with this powerful out-of-control one nad [Goodman]... Are you confident in a one-on-one combat with him?"
Han Dong imdiately replied,
"Yes, I am committed to fully compensating for any destruction or losses inflicted on the Terminal North Continent during the battle."
Hahahaha...
A greasy laughter burst forth, causing even the Great Ice Mountain outside to sense the tremors of this magnitude.
"Despite being rely a Pseudo-King, you have the confidence to face an upper-ranked existence in single combat... In the visions I foresee, and from the mory information you provided.
This special individual nad [Goodman] possesses a comprehensive level that might even exceed mine.
Since the inception of chaos, there has never been a case where a Pseudo-King fought against an overlord and survived.
Such claims would even be doubted by overlords connected with you, let alone this being our first encounter.
However~ I am willing to give you a chance.
If you can accomplish one of the following two tasks, I will believe your claims, and during the Northern War, I will do my best to focus the war around you."
"Please tell , senior."
"1. Go to the capital of the Great Ice Mountain - Commoriom, and defeat the Chaos Dead - [Kenjasin Zauen], becoming the new City Lord.
2. Engage in a simple duel with directly."
"The forr might waste too much ti... I beg senior not to be too harsh, as the opponent may arrive at any mont."
Han Dong decisively chose the latter, saving ti and also allowing the manager of the Terminal North Continent to trust him more.
"Just a little test.
If you fail to withstand or are severely injured, I will imdiately expel your group from the [Terminal North Continent]."
"Alright."
Han Dong imdiately assud a very common defensive posture, awaiting the attack.
However,
the fat man before him had no intention to attack.
He rely made a simple mouth-opening action.
The bottom of the current abyss began to contract, a powerful sense of devouring enveloped Han Dong’s entire body, and even every corner of his soul... The sky of the Prison World oozed huge white worm skins, attempting to engulf the world.
As the at wall contracted,
even the basic laws of space faced compression.
Even before the at wall fully closed in, Han Dong’s body began to distort and compress... Once closed, Han Dong would be reduced to an infinitely small at dot.
To break through this truth-level [Devouring], a corresponding level of ans must be taken out.
re escape was of no use,
as the at wall was about to close,
Han Dong, almost compressed into a atball, had the white lotus in his abdon start to rotate at this mont.
Buzz!
At the instant the devouring concluded, Han Dong’s breath disappeared entirely.
The creature known as the ’White Terror’ revealed an expression of astonishnt.
With another mouth-opening motion from it,
the at wall gradually expanded back to its original state... A white vortex remained at the central compression point,
swish!
A slender arm stretched out,
followed by Han Dong’s body crawling out.
It must be understood,
the devouring of the Worm God inherently involved the manipulation of space, where conventional spatial thods were inapplicable.
But Han Dong could freely hide in a self-constructed special space, evading the primary effect of the devouring.
With a face of astonishnt, the Worm God remarked,
"What kind of spatial technique is this? It seems to contain a Void Attribute... Yet it’s mixed with sothing else, a material not inferior to the void and entirely opposite.
Have you been to that Forbidden Domain?"
"Senior, you could tell imdiately? I happened to visit the Demonic Exotic Domain and was fortunate enough to co into contact with the Impure Source.
I completed the acceptance of the Source Liquid, integrating its erroneous essence with myself.
Resulting in getting this thing!"
Han Dong spread open his palm, revealing a white lotus blooming in his palm.
"The ’White Lotus’ born from accepting the Source Liquid has beco the central axis of my ability system, with my related abilities being influenced and optimized to a certain extent by the white lotus.
Among them, the most prominent is the [Void].
I can construct a completely chaotic, rule-free Source Liquid space, for quick traversal or concealnt."
"No wonder it felt so familiar earlier... Truly interesting.
That suits you perfectly, as there is an ideal battlefield for you on the Terminal North Continent."
"Where?"
"In the deepest part of the Terminal North Continent, at the beginning of the curse, the Deep Root Bottom... the birthplace of the Ancestral Fiend.
It’s where He lived before being exiled and imprisoned in the Demonic Exotic Domain.
Even now, it is regarded as an Absolute Forbidden Land by us, with no creature having set foot there since ancient tis."
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