The tube that had drilled into the abyss’s interior writhed for a moment, then suddenly extended many slender silver feathers. Several pieces of down came together and pulled out an arm.

Then came another, followed by a head and limbs.

In the blink of an eye, this tube transformed into a brand new Kismet. Even his clothes were intact.

He looked toward Saul, who was still broken bones, smiled slightly, and tried to approach Saul.

But as soon as he moved, he discovered that his lower and upper body weren’t moving in sync. His upper body wanted to get closer to Saul, but his lower body turned half a circle and wanted to walk in the opposite direction.

Kismet looked down and paused for a while, using some unknown method to twist his lower body around until it finally synchronized, allowing him to continue approaching Saul.

When Kismet got within a meter of Saul and opened his mouth as if wanting to say something, his mouth was completely hollow inside, with no organs or tissues at all, so naturally no sound emerged.

Kismet stopped again and covered his mouth, seemingly finally realizing the strangeness of this place.

Having observed the problems with Kismet’s body, Saul was in no hurry to recover and still kept his consciousness mainly within the fate lines.

Kismet learned from Saul and also stopped moving randomly, drifting slowly downward with this calm space.

This seemingly peaceful space was actually more dangerous than the pollution-filled black tide outside.

The force field here was very strange, occasionally producing forces completely different from the normal world. If Kismet weren’t a fourth-rank wizard, other wizards would probably discover everything was calm upon entering, then have their bodies disintegrate with the slightest movement.

Without a fourth-rank wizard’s instant repair ability, anyone else entering would basically face instant death.

However, without a fourth-rank wizard’s composure, others couldn’t even survive the black tide outside.

Now both Kismet and Saul remained motionless, but this huge space was flowing downward overall, so they were both slowly moving downward as well.

With no reference points around them and only pitch darkness, they couldn’t tell the distance of their movement at all. Saul couldn’t confirm whether his perception was accurate now.

But he intuitively felt he was approaching the Abyssal Eye, so he made no struggle and waited peacefully.

Having suffered twice, Kismet now obediently followed Saul’s lead.

“Master Gorsa gave me no hints. He said any hints might become misleading after entering the abyss. Everything still depends on my own judgment.” Saul carefully observed his surroundings, trying to find some distinctive opportunity here.

Just as time became prolonged due to the environment’s stagnation, a gray-white color suddenly appeared behind Saul and Kismet’s field of vision.

It was an anchor point!

And it was an anchor point monster that appeared to be a cheetah skeleton.

It pushed off with its feet, borrowing some unknown reactive force, and suddenly charged toward Saul and Kismet.

Its bone claws spread wide, seeming to want to tear the two apart directly.

As the anchor point approached, the fluctuations on its body grew stronger and stronger. Both Saul’s black skeleton and Kismet’s limbs began twisting like twisted dough.

“The anchor point’s pollution ability here far exceeds that of the outside world. Without getting very close, it’s already enough to begin assimilation resonance.”

Saul and Kismet had to move.

They hadn’t discussed it beforehand, but with perfect coordination, they sprang apart in opposite directions.

However, moving in such a place where forces were distorted, they paid a considerable price.

Kismet’s two feet were twisted off by the extremely strong traction force generated when he suddenly changed direction.

Saul also had to leave behind half his ribcage.

So the next second, the charging cheetah anchor point collided with the remaining parts of their bodies.

Their severed limbs instantly began spinning and cracking apart, with fragments constantly scattering and being reassembled by the peculiar force field here, then splitting apart again.

After several cycles of splitting and reassembling, their severed limbs began forming a peculiar shape, like a corner of a snowflake or deep-sea coral, gradually accumulating into irregular forms.

Saul focused almost all his attention on his own limbs that had twisted and transformed, leaving only a little attention for the cheetah anchor point’s movements.

After observing for some time, he couldn’t spare any more attention for the cheetah and simply let his body drift freely.

Because Saul discovered that those severed limbs assimilated by the cheetah anchor point gradually revealed a pattern through constant splitting and reassembly.

“Could this pattern be the fluctuation frequency of the anchor point monster?”

Since Keli could briefly disguise herself as part of the black tide by mimicking the black tide pollution’s frequency to avoid black tide pollution…

Could Saul also find the same pattern among anchor points? Follow current novels on 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡✶𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚✶𝙣𝙚𝙩

First, in his initial observations, Saul ruled out the possibility that anchor point monsters and black tide pollution had the same frequency.

Although they appeared similar on the surface, the anchor point monster’s frequency was obviously more complex.

Saul could already imagine that if the anchor point’s fluctuation frequency were drawn on white paper and continuously magnified, the seemingly smooth curves would become irregular zigzag lines full of serrations.

But these zigzag lines must also have their underlying patterns, otherwise the powder remains of Saul and Kismet wouldn’t display the same external form.

Just as Saul was absorbed in the fluctuation patterns, he suddenly felt a force push him. Only then did he notice that Kismet had somehow taken out his harp and was plucking the strings with fingers broken into several pieces.

Although the strings made no sound, they created a wave in this space that directly pushed Saul away from his original position.

Just as Saul moved, the cheetah anchor point’s figure quickly darted past his side.

It seemed Saul had been so absorbed in watching that he hadn’t noticed the cheetah anchor point’s attack.

Kismet had helped him dodge the assault.

The price the other paid was that both his hands and arms suffered varying degrees of distortion.

From the degree of distortion, Kismet had already grasped some of the abnormal force field’s patterns here.

Several somewhat reckless movements had caused him considerable harm, but also gave him a better understanding of the patterns here.

In any case, his arms and legs hadn’t been broken for nothing.

Kismet obviously realized this too. Being able to master the patterns inside the Abyssal Eye was worthy of pride.

Unable to speak, he blinked at Saul. Although half an eyelid fell off when he opened his eyes again, it still couldn’t hide his good mood.

Saul was also in a good mood. He gave Kismet an almost imperceptible nod, then completely abandoned paying attention to the cheetah anchor point’s movements and focused on observing the cheetah anchor point’s pollution fluctuations and the movement patterns of their shed body fragments crumbling into powder.

Seeing the cheetah pounce toward the motionless Saul again, but the latter showing no intention of dodging, the smile on Kismet’s face instantly disappeared.

“Am I being treated as complete manual labor now?”

Although he understood Saul’s meaning and was clear about Saul’s purpose in doing this, Kismet still felt like he was being used.

But strangely, even though he clearly knew Saul was exploiting his abilities, he didn’t feel wronged at all.

Instead, he felt… quite happy…

Just as happy as he had been when he learned Saul had specifically invited him to enter the abyss together.

(End of Chapter)

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