Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 890 Beneath the Rift

Soljan continued her collecting journey, then transformed into feathers and drifted underground.

He did not adopt a faster sinking method because the concept of a bottomless pit mentioned by Ann, and the large amount of inert black powder in the soil, made Thor act cautiously.

A Feather Transformation spell consumes almost no magic power to maintain.

After falling about 100 meters, Thor found that the rift had not narrowed and was about the same width as when he first landed on the ground.

After falling another hundred meters, he found the remains of half a skeleton monster in the soil nearby, and then directed Xiaozao to gnaw out the bones embedded in the cracks in the rocks.

Xiao Zao really enjoyed the job and found it as fun as finding treasure, so without Thor's instructions, she carefully searched the cliffs on both sides.

Because Thor wasn't descending quickly, and the little algae's mouth was very sharp, he soon gnawed out several more pieces of the skeleton monster's remains.

However, Thor quickly lost the energy to pay attention to the little algae's movements.

After descending another 500 meters, a feeling of palpitation suddenly rushed into his brain.

He lowered his head slightly, looking down at his feet.

Below remained pitch black, with no sunlight reaching this area. Thor's mental energy still couldn't penetrate to its limit.

Just as Ann said, this place is like a bottomless chasm, and all that can be gained by continuing to fall is to continue falling.

"How did such a deep crevice suddenly appear here? Was this place attacked by a fourth-tier wizard, or is there some other reason?"

Thor already had a guess in his mind about what kind of world the Chaotic Realm was and which continent it belonged to.

He suspected that this might be the unfortunate continent that was directly swallowed up by the Eye of the Abyss back then.

Otherwise, there's no way to explain the Kuroshio pollution that permeates the entire mainland—even though it has turned into black powder.

If the Chaotic Realm is just a continent, then its area and depth should also be limited.

If this bottomless rift really does extend through the entire continent, then what lies beneath it?

What does this new space represent? Why did Sander's ancestors possess the key to this place?

Out of caution regarding the Black Tide, Thor had never deliberately explored the truth of the entire Chaotic Realm. But now he needed more skeletal monsters to counter Frim's dominance, and having found this rift, he naturally wanted to try exploring it.

Thor continued to descend, unaware of how far he had fallen.

Because of the darkness and the lack of surrounding objects for comparison, the concepts of time and space begin to blur.

Thor didn't know how long he had been falling when he suddenly felt like he had stepped on something.

But in his mental perception, this place should be completely empty.

The body felt that it had reached the bottom, but the mind did not think so.

Should the price continue to fall?

Thor did not hesitate; he chose to continue.

Because there's nothing here but some bone fragments, it's no longer that important compared to the secrets of this rift.

He pressed down slightly on the sole of his foot, but... he couldn't move it.

He used magic to try to explore the lower levels.

Just like in a lost corridor, the magic was absorbed and vanished without a trace.

"Are the materials used in the Lost Corridor the same as here? Or do they share the same origin?"

Saul stopped and then casually sat cross-legged on the ground.

Although it was dark here, and we had descended very, very deep, it was still a chaotic area. There were no enemies around, and elemental particles were lazily floating in the air.

Instead, it created a quiet, safe, dark room.

This dark room is perfect for meditation and for calming down and thinking.

"Magic can be absorbed, but mental energy can penetrate it. So, theoretically, if one uses astral projection, it should be possible to pass through this barrier."

But Thor was not in a hurry to try.

"This place is filled with the pollution of the Black Tide, so even those who have become inert cannot be treated carelessly. It would be unwise to rashly leave one's body here. Let's test the waters first."

Saul recalled how he had once used the Fate Thread to cut through the right-angle gap between two corridors in the Lost Corridor, and even found Stuart, who was being secretly imprisoned by Flim.

Perhaps here we can find a crack through which the thread of fate can pass.

This time, Thor carefully considered the feasibility of the plan and felt it was worth a try. Moreover, the Fate Line travels faster than the Soul Line, allowing for timely evacuation in case of danger.

Thor reached out from the darkness and gently placed his hand on the ground where he was sitting cross-legged.

The ground is smooth and flat, unlike soil, and even stone bricks cannot achieve such smoothness.

It's like a layer of glass, or a layer of plastic film.

Thor tried tapping the membrane with the Fate Thread. Then he felt as if he were tapping glass with his fingers.

He applied a little force, but the fate line could not be penetrated.

"If it were a complete partition, I probably wouldn't be able to break through my current fate line. Is there no gap?"

Thor extended countless lines of fate from his palms, spreading outwards from the gap and quickly filling a space of ten meters in radius.

"The black powder here will somewhat block the range of mental energy detection. Exploring further away will consume a lot of energy." Thor stood up and decided to measure the bottom of the crack with his feet.

The bottom layer of the fissure is not a cone shape, but a long crack, even with the same width as the upper surface.

This further confirmed Saul's initial thought: it was a completely broken "cookie" with a gap left when it tried to come together.

Compared to the vastness of the entire continent, this rift, less than five meters wide, really does resemble the gap left in the middle when two halves of a cookie are put back together.

And this membrane beneath the land looks somewhat like... the glue used to stick cookies together!

"It's better to be cautious and not tear the glue off, lest the chaos cause any more problems."

Considering the stability of the Chaotic Realm, Thor did not attempt to break through the membrane beneath his feet with violence. Instead, he walked forward in one direction while constantly probing the bottom with the Fate Line, searching for any possible gaps.

After walking underground for nearly an hour, just as Thor was considering whether to go up and let Ann know he was safe before continuing his search, a section of one of his lifelines suddenly disappeared.

Thor quickly sensed the location of the fate line, which turned out to be about one meter inside the mountain beside him.

There, the septum had a tiny tear. It was so small, perhaps no bigger than a pinhead, that only a near-perfect scan and probe by the Fate Line could have discovered it.

"This is as difficult as threading a needle with your eyes closed. Little algae, bite through it!"

The crevice was blocked by the mountain, but fortunately it wasn't too far from Thor, so Xiao Zao was able to easily carve out a passage.

After creating a passage about the thickness of a fist, Thor's mental power was able to scan the condition of the crack more clearly.

Like the smooth membrane beneath his feet, there are also smooth layers beneath the mountains, or rather, beneath the continent. These layers may even extend throughout the entire chaotic continent.

Thor took a deep breath and carefully guided his senses along the vanished line of fate to explore the world beneath the membrane.

Then, he suddenly opened his eyes.

After passing through the rift beneath the crevice, he felt as if he had entered an endless universe!

Tranquil, vast, and with no discernible distance around... the stars twinkle.

(End of this chapter)