Chapter 1037 Ending
Floco shuddered and subconsciously hid behind Pearl, not wanting to look her in the eye.
The aura of the Eye of the Abyss has completely disappeared, and Douglas has not appeared until now, not even as a corpse.
Thinking of where Pearl came from, Gorsa glanced at Floco who was trying hard to conceal his presence, and suddenly realized the truth of the matter.
"Douglas is going to die soon, isn't he?"
“He’s reached the end.”
Gorza's muscles tensed, "Thank you for your help."
He understood that Pearl must have done something after Thor left, otherwise the Eye of the Abyss and Douglas would not have disappeared so completely.
But he didn't even notice what Pearl did.
Moreover, Gorsa suspected that the Pearl in front of him was not Pearl.
Floco may well have discovered this earlier.
He still remembered that Floco had just said that the ability of the Death Teller was observation. But this ability of observation could bring the observed person to an immediate end.
It seems that as long as the death demon sees your demise, you will skip all the processes and go directly to the end of your life.
And Pearl just said that she was looking at Douglas.
At this time, Byron, who had just swam out of the sea, flew to Pearl with the half-elf and several conscious beings.
Byron asked directly: "Excuse me, where is Thor? Is he okay?"
Pearl was surprisingly patient, perhaps because she had nothing urgent to worry about. "He needs to go out and relax, and digest some knowledge that is not at his current level."
After saying this, her eyes were empty, revealing a bit of doubt, "Obviously, if you become us, everything will be solved... Why don't you want to?"
Hearing that Thor should be fine, everyone finally felt relieved.
When Herman saw that Pearl had answered Byron's question, he mustered up the courage to step forward and said, "Excuse me, when can you do it, Master?"
"When he feels ready."
The wind demon who had been following Byron finally couldn't help it.
She looked at the face that looked exactly like hers, yet so unfamiliar. "Are you Pearl?"
Pei'er turned her head and looked at the wind demon. Facing this face that looked exactly like her, the look in Pei'er's eyes was no different from the way she looked at Gorsa, Byron and others.
"I am Pearl, but I am not Pearl. I am not all Pearl." She suddenly smiled as she remembered something. "The fate line has always been a whole. Only Thor is a separate individual. Isn't it interesting?"
The wind demon's face changed and he took two steps back.
Floco's worries had come true. He complained in his heart, "Have you asked enough questions? Still asking? Can't you just let them go back? You called them here, worked so hard to save the situation, and you don't let them go back and rest as soon as possible? Oh my god, that's the Death Accusation Demon! Why is the Death Accusation Demon so gentle? It doesn't make sense!"
From the moment Pearl appeared, many people realized that this Pearl was not simple, and also noticed that her behavior and abilities were inconsistent with her identity.
But because the situation was urgent, everyone assumed that the person in front of them was Pearl, but now that the truth had been revealed, silence spread among everyone.
So, Pearl was devoured and assimilated by the Death Demon the moment she entered the Fantasy World? This assimilation was silent and completed before her consciousness could react, leaving her no chance to struggle.
If this assimilation is also considered pollution, then the pollution of the Death Demon is hundreds of times that of the Abyss Anchor Point! Rest, adaptation, and taking another path are all fake.
As for why she lied before, only the Death Demon knows.
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Douglas would never have thought that he just wanted to sacrifice the wizarding world and wait until the Eye of the Abyss was destroyed so as to extract some key knowledge for his advancement to the sixth level, but in the end, he was the one who was sacrificed.
He never thought that in this small wizard world, he would actually meet a pervert and a group of lunatics. And he was actually counter-plotted by this group of low-level life forms.
What he could not have imagined was that the probability of encountering a Death Teller was close to zero. As a result, the little Death Teller could actually call an old one? This caused him to finally survive the final explosion of the Eye of the Abyss, but in the end he fell into the gaze of the real Death Teller.
Douglas had only heard of some of the stories about the Death Teller before, but had never actually seen one.
It was not until he weakly escaped from the Eye of the Abyss and was stared at by a pair of eyes that he realized what it meant to 'see one's own end'.
The most terrifying thing is that when he saw his own end, his life, his soul, and his consciousness also reached their true end at the same moment.
Douglas, who was just one step away from the sixth level, officially came to an end in a theatrical performance he had never imagined.
There wasn't even any lines for exiting.
Pearl, or the Death-Telling Devil, smiled with satisfaction after seeing Douglas completely dead, as if she had watched a good show. She turned into an arc of light again and disappeared into the sky.
Leaving this broken world.
And at the moment when the Death Demon left, the layer of confinement that had shrouded the wizarding world for hundreds of years and blocked the upward path of all wizards shattered silently.
Some of the broken pieces of confinement fell into the starry sky, and some fell into the wizarding world, bringing a new round of disasters or opportunities.
Although Douglas' plan to use an entire continent to destroy the Eye of the Abyss failed, it still brought unimaginable terrible disasters to the entire wizarding world.
The most seriously injured among them was Iskapi.
The consequence of hundreds of eye-storm eruptions was that nearly half of the land instantly became uninhabitable and polluted land.
Even after the death of the Eye of the Abyss, it never recovered.
To restore it to a state habitable for life, it will take another hundred years of reincarnation.
The second place that was seriously damaged was Chaos Domain. After the research of the Tribunal, it was confirmed that it was the once swallowed up Diseldir continent, but in the end people decided to use Chaos Domain as the name of the new continent.
Perhaps they are afraid that someone will not recognize this land after traveling through space.
Keli had already come out of the Chaos Domain, but they did not bring all the natives out. After all, these people were already accustomed to the almost magic-free environment and could not adapt to the outside world in a short time.
As for the State and Nephrite continents, they suffered the least damage, but they also suffered considerable losses due to the chaos of elemental particles in the wave storm when the Eye of the Abyss disappeared. After the confinement was broken, a new round of disasters was triggered.
But after all, it did not become a place of death like Iskeper.
As a result, the two continents accepted a large number of refugees from Iskkaiper, and in the post-war calm, they licked each other's wounds together.
At the same time, the number of second and third level wizards dropped sharply.
When fighting against the anchor monsters of the Eye of the Abyss, although there are red worms as meat shields, the more flexible anchor monsters can still easily take away the lives of a large group of wizards in one encounter, completely transforming them into monsters.
If the Eye of the Abyss itself had not wanted to gather its power and leave later, the number of wizards who would have survived would not have exceeded three hundred.
But what is gratifying is that this wizarding world finally has a future.
Of course, after the world's confinement is lifted, the wizards here will inevitably encounter the impact of the outside world's civilization again, but this is the only way to progress. It is an opportunity as well as a challenge.
As for how far we can go in the end, it depends on the results of our respective efforts.
The wheel of time keeps rolling forward.
Tender green shoots sprouted from the once barren earth.
The clouds above my head were finally no longer as dark as ink.
Byron stepped onto the wet ground and the soles of his shoes sank into the mud.
He had an incredibly handsome face, but he managed to maintain a dead-eye expression.
"The pollution index has dropped to a level that second-level wizards can bear. Although we cannot relocate the population back yet, we can still allow some wizards to come here to explore and seek some rare resources."
On Byron's shoulder was a fat red bug with more than a dozen snail-like tentacles on its head, constantly receiving and sending signals.
"It can just withstand the pollution, but it's still dangerous," said the half-elf.
"If you are afraid of danger, what's the point of being a wizard? Opportunities and risks coexist. This is the meaning of equal exchange."
Byron lifted his foot, and some black mucus emerged from the sunken soil, stuck to the sole of his shoe, and was pulled into threads as he moved.
Before Byron could reach out, a brown tree root suddenly emerged from the soil in another direction and penetrated directly into the pool of black mucus, draining out all the liquid inside.
The black mucus immediately turned into black dry soil.
Byron continued walking forward as if he hadn't seen anything. "Has Char advanced to the fourth level?"
The half-elf chuckled, "Are you jealous? But it doesn't matter, you'll be there soon too."
Byron shook his head. "If it weren't for Thor, I wouldn't have been able to break through to the third-level wizard apprentice. I'm very satisfied to have come this far. As long as there is a way ahead, I won't stop, faster or slower, it doesn't matter."
(End of this chapter)
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