When William fell to the bottom of the abyss and was smashed to pieces,
All the whispers, squeezes and even direct invasions of the flesh from the darkness disappeared. The source of pressure no longer existed.
It was as if the abyss had acknowledged the young visitor,
In other words, William completely adapted to the abyss during his fall.
The completely shattered body did not heal immediately, but the broken right arm that was thrown out first made a "click" sound of bone movement.
The fingers of the broken arm gradually began to move.
A black liquid that did not belong to the old world overflowed from the gap in the finger, repairing the gap and connecting the bone until the entire arm was restored to its original state.
Using the five fingers as the "feet", the whole arm began to move. A piece of needle-pricked iron chain hung at the broken part of the arm, giving it a feeling of a tail.
The severed arm did not return directly to William, the main body, but collected scattered organs, broken bones and limb fragments, packed the scattered objects into a woven bag formed by "peeling", and took them back together.
As the scattered parts returned to the main body, William, who was wearing dead man's makeup, slowly crawled up like an ancient corpse, twisting his dislocated and deformed body back to its original state.
Finally, he held the upper and lower head with both hands and twisted it hard! Ka... The completely dislocated head was also bent back to its original shape.
Ahhh~ William also made a very comfortable sound.
“This is the bottom of the abyss… No, to be precise, it is the bottom of the abyss created by Jaen. It is related to the real abyss but not completely the same.
However, as long as it can be connected to the real abyss, it is enough. I just need to determine whether the path is related to the abyss.
Little Grape, turn on the light!"
The eyeball between the eyebrows immediately emitted a remaining radiance. This light, which was directly related to the evil sun, could dispel even the original darkness in the abyss and expand the visible range to ten meters.
Next,
William tried to throw his mental power in the form of a 'flying knife', but once he left the range of light, the condensed mental power dispersed on its own.
Clank~ An iron chain shot out from the palm of his hand and extended into the depths of the darkness, trying to find the correct direction to move forward, but soon there was a clicking sound of blocking.
The deeper the chain went into the darkness, the stronger the resistance became, and it could only extend for about thirty meters before it could no longer move forward.
William's suitcase was placed in the magic house in advance and not taken out, so he could not find the way by shooting.
“It seems that we need to actively explore below
When exploring at the bottom of this abyss where there is no sense of direction, it is very likely that if you take a wrong step, you will never be able to turn back, and may even fall into endless confusion.
On the other hand, if I am completely lost in the abyss, and I still haven't found the right path by the end of Mr. Jain's performance, it means that my path has nothing to do with the abyss.
Just relax and let it be.”
William maintained the expression of symptoms in many parts of his body, showing himself to the abyss as much as possible, and even opened his skull to show his equally black epileptic brain.
Due to the onset of generalized epilepsy, even the gentleman's clothing he was wearing vaguely revealed the protrusions of brain grooves and circuits. He maintained this pathological posture and wandered into the abyss.
I don't care where I'm going, I just follow my inner intuition and wander around.
Forget about time while strolling,
Lose yourself in the silence,
Isolating everything in the abyss,
This feeling is like returning to the vast ocean as black as ink, riding alone in a single wooden canoe, where the canoe will go only depends on the direction of the black sea.
However, at that time, a beam of light was shot towards William's body, giving him a 'direction'.
"Yes... Lighthouse!"
William still cannot confirm what the lighthouse means in the black sea, but he is very clear that the lighthouse gives him the opportunity to travel through time and be reborn.
William, who was lost at the bottom of the abyss, began to use his epileptic brain to reproduce the "lighthouse" in his consciousness. When the specific image of the lighthouse took shape in his brain.
Buzz!
The directional light shone again, pulling William's thoughts towards a certain direction in the abyss.
Until... snap!
The body hit the surface of some object, and the touch was not entirely stone, but rather soft and moist.
When William opened his eyes, a door appeared in front of him.
This is a black door with a strong biotech style. The surface is outlined with raised lines between blood vessels and metal tubes, which are progressive layer by layer, giving the door a visual effect that draws people in.
The lines themselves flow with some kind of abyssal liquid, as if maintaining the vitality of the door, and as if flowing into the depths of the door.
William tried to push the door but found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move it.
When he looked at the lines on the door again, an idea suddenly flashed through his mind.
"These lines seem to have other purposes. From a certain angle, they look more like secret passages that lead one after another... Could it be that..."
William slowly stepped back and moved sideways to adjust his vision.
Until the lines on the door were rearranged visually, outlining a dark passage.
When William approached the black gate again at this angle, the so-called gate no longer existed, and what he saw before him had turned into a deep and narrow biomass passage.
It seems that the individual's subjective consciousness can transform the concepts of "door" and "channel".
William stood at the entrance of the passage and could clearly feel the pathogenic smell emanating from inside, which was strong and primitive.
This passage seems to lead to the center of the world, but it is full of endless unknowns.
Just as William ignored his fear of the unknown and tried to step into the passage... a voice came from behind him.
“That’s enough!
My magic cube cannot support you to go deeper, but confirming the path is enough. Then prepare to embark on the journey to the darkest place and complete your path to the real abyss. "
As soon as he finished speaking, a hand wearing a magic glove fell on William's shoulder.
A sudden pull!
Buzz~ The sound of tinnitus echoed throughout his brain, and William suddenly jumped out of the abyss, along with the audience in the venue and the Rubik's Cube in Jann's hand.
Bang!
The Rubik's Cube fell to the ground, and the audience fell back to their seats one after another.
However, the eyes of most of the audience had turned black, obviously because they were completely swallowed by the abyss during the fall.
at the same time,
A burst of excited shouts filled with emotion came from the underground backstage across the sealed floor.
“Nice!!”
William fell back to his seat in the backstage.
The joy of finding the path and the joy of a successful performance combined together, and I could no longer suppress this joy. I bent my knees and exerted force with my legs, and slammed my head heavily against the ceiling.
Even Jain, who was standing on it, could feel a slight vibration.
"William, have you found a way?" Catherine seemed to be affected by this overflowing excitement and became a little excited as well.
William pulled his head out from the broken ceiling and dropped it back to its original position. "That's right! It is indeed hidden under the abyss."
"Then you have to go to the real abyss..."
"Yes, Catherine, do you want to come with us?"
"No! I'm not going. There's no benefit to me. Just thinking about Uncle Jaune's eyes makes me uncomfortable, let alone going to the real abyss."
As the two were communicating,
Art, the clown who was going to perform the finale, tore off his carefully prepared sun mask, and all kinds of shiny beads scattered and finally turned into fluorescent pus.
"Ah~ I've been preparing for this performance for so long, but this guy Jaen has reduced the audience to 10%. Okay! We can go back and rest now.
This performance ended early~"
Just as Art was about to leave with a frustrated look on his face, his nostrils suddenly started sniffing.
"Hmm! Has the Zun Tumor Knight come?"