Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 1028 It's too late

Thor continued to stare at the diary in front of him and Kismet across from him, as if his thoughts were imprisoned.

Just as he was being controlled, a colossal creature broke through the waves and gales and arrived near the Eye of the Abyss.

It sounded like the bones of tens of thousands of people shattering at once.

The very tip of the continent suddenly crashed into Sky City, which was perched atop the Eye of the Abyss.

The floating island, which was already incomparable to a continent, was instantly shattered, giving up the position of the Eye of the Abyss.

Meanwhile, the anchor monsters, who were trying to push Sky City away, were also scattered and broken.

Most of the fragments of Sky City fell into the Eye of the Abyss, and the swirling abyss suddenly stopped, causing the surrounding seawater to stagnate for a moment.

A powerful premonition of death shot through Thor's skull and down to every single tentacle. The accompanying chill of death caused frost to form on every part of his body.

This is the Heart of Slaughter created by a fifth-tier wizard.

Even the abyss was frozen for a moment by the pure killing intent.

Only the continent of Iskeper, with the strongest inertia, is still sliding towards the Eye of the Abyss.

At this moment, the people on the mainland could not see Thor and his companions in the sky at all. They had long since gone mad under the terrifying pollution, and their bodies had undergone abnormal changes.

Magic flowed freely between flesh and earth, transforming every living thing on the land into the most terrifying form.

Only wizards in more distant areas could maintain their sanity. But their sanity only allowed them to turn their backs on the abyss and frantically flee for their lives.

Almost all the other high-ranking wizards on Iskeper were sent by Gorsa to escort the red worms.

The remaining low-level wizards were powerless against the overwhelming power of the high-level wizards.

The continental tilting in his premonition was actually playing out before Thor, but he was powerless to do anything about it.

At that moment, a black beam of light suddenly shot out from a corner of the continent and struck Douglas.

But this is not any kind of attack.

The figure of Douglas, struck by the black light, instantly became clear, no longer the constantly trembling fragment.

He is complete.

Douglas finally smiled with satisfaction. "I know you've done a lot of work to guard against me, including Sky City. But what good is giving Sky City to you? You must understand, in the face of absolute power disparity, any calculation is laughably naive."

He took a step and his body was directly in front of Thor.

Thor struggled to twist his tentacles, trying to break free from the diary's hold.

"A diary is ultimately an external thing. The more you rely on it, the more you will be bound by it until you suffocate. It took me a lot of effort to get rid of its entanglement."

He suddenly reached out and grabbed Saul by the back of the head. "But with you as a medium, using the diary a little bit is still quite effective."

Ice crystals appeared on Thor's face, then shattered as he struggled. "What exactly are you trying to do?"

"Didn't I say I wanted to observe the annihilation of a sixth-order being? Direct observation is still too dangerous for me. Now the show has begun, and I will use your eyes to observe the essence of the Eye of the Abyss. I'll just have to trouble you to filter the information. I hope you can survive to the end, after all, I'm still very interested in the secrets you hold."

As soon as he finished speaking, Douglas teleported behind Thor, his hand still on the back of Thor's head.

Immediately afterwards, Thor felt an irresistible force pressing him down, and with a "crack," his skull was pierced through. Something entered his brain and then traveled along his nerves through his pupils!

The world before Thor vanished in an instant, only to reappear in the next moment, a completely new world unlike anything he had ever seen with his naked eye.

What he saw was no longer the abyss and the continent, nor the skeletons and the sea.

He seemed to see the essence of things.

He saw a mass of deathly fog contracting violently;

He saw some scattered distortions struggling to warp other stable objects;

He saw some red devourers rapidly approaching the death fog, followed by many stable spiritual entities.

He saw countless lines wrapped around every inch of his bones and every groove in his brain;

He saw a lonely silver light in front of him, and behind him a cold death.

After only a few glances, Thor felt a splitting headache and his body seemed to be dismembered by his thoughts. But after a while, he felt that the pain did not belong to him, but was just his imagination.

Then, pain struck again, shattering his illusions.

He tried to close his eyes, but couldn't; his gaze was uncontrollably drawn to the deathly fog below.

It was as if someone was observing that mass of death through his eyes.

Thor saw decay and decay within the death fog. There was still a glimmer of life within the fog, but the fog deliberately shut it off, for that life was like a steel nail driven into its stomach, causing it immense pain.

At the same time, a vast expanse of life, like a steel knife piercing into the fog, also appeared.

The death fog tried to dodge, but the distorted fog around it was desperately pulling the steel blade toward its body.

As the steel blade pierced deeper, the deathly mist trembled even more violently, as if it would completely disintegrate and vanish in the next instant.

"...Help me..."

It was as if someone was calling out to Thor for help, and his brain, numb with pain yet forced to receive information, subconsciously tried to find the person crying for help.

His vision was controlled, and he could only keep staring at the death fog.

But just as Thor was about to go see who was calling for help, he suddenly gained a new perspective.

This new perspective is also strange; it doesn't allow one to see the essence of things, but it allows one to see everything Thor wants to see. Moreover, Thor is no longer controlled by the people behind him and can freely change his gaze.

As Thor was surprised, he saw a humanoid skeleton right in front of him.

The skeleton tilted its head back, seemingly aware that someone was watching it.

"Saul, is that you? It's you, isn't it? Help me, help me! Douglas lied to me. He said he'd help me, but he's ruining me. Please, save me!"

The skeleton that spoke was Camus. At this moment, he no longer possessed the arrogant and disdainful pride he once had. Reality had directly shattered his understanding. The Eye of the Abyss was already too weak to devour other continents, but he had not realized this until now, personally pushing the Abyss toward its end.

Thor noticed that he seemed to see himself as the Eye of the Abyss itself, but in reality, he was merely a fragment of consciousness that had detached from the Eye of the Abyss. It was precisely because of this incomplete consciousness that he ultimately harmed himself.

Even without this scheme, the Eye of the Abyss would have perished once it fully erupted and devoured the world.

Douglas merely accelerated this process.

The Eye of the Abyss was already in bad shape. With each bit of land from Iskeper and Sky City that it absorbed, the death fog would expand and become thinner.

It's like a person's stomach, which is already fragile. If you keep stuffing it with hard-to-digest coarse food, it will burst sooner or later, and that will be the true end of the abyss.

The anchor points near the Eye of the Abyss were spreading pollution like madmen, desperately devouring the broken land into the abyss, but the abyss itself was sending out rejection commands.

At this moment, the anchors, who had already rushed out of the abyss and gone berserk, could not hear the call of the Eye of the Abyss.

The anchor point never had an independent and clear consciousness; it only thought about assimilation and pollution. It was like a hungry wolf released from its cage, looking at the Iskapper continent in front of it as fresh meat, wanting only to devour it as quickly as possible and completely lose control.

So when Camus realized that devouring would not revive the Eye of the Abyss, but would instead cause the weakened Eye of the Abyss to perish completely, he had no choice but to set aside his dignity and pride and humbly ask Thor for help.

Unfortunately, there is no longer an anchor point with self-awareness like Camus inside the Eye of the Abyss.

His individual clarity of mind cannot bring back the collective madness.

Besides, he woke up too late!

(End of this chapter)