vncnus Chapter 1111 A Gift for the Newborn
Chapter 1111 A Gift for the Newborn
Chapter 1111 A Gift for the Newborn
"They're here already?"
"Lindsay, our combat platform only has one straight line!"
The two, realizing what was happening, immediately put away their tools, took out their weapons, and entered combat mode.
The sky was dark.
The roar of the sweeping waves was deafening.
But at the bottomless vortex ahead, no enemy figures appeared, nor did any attacks come at the two of them.
In silence, the two looked at each other.
A few seconds passed, and then, with a glance downwards, Wala Wala's bright blue eyes cautiously asked, "What's going on?"
""
Lindsay replied, "The power of the eighth stage, the Abyss School."
"Regarding this, our perception is certainly correct."
Waa waa: "Could it be that the enemy has sneaked in?"
Lindsay continued to pull out the wooden planks.
He stared intently ahead, but continued his previous work, laying the path for the battle platform.
"In any case, let's take a closer look at the past."
"In battle, you must first assess the enemy's condition."
The planks extended forward section by section, suspended above the abyss of the [End Vortex], like a bridge leading to nothingness.
The cold, distorted sea breeze never stopped, making the hem of my clothes flutter.
Another fifteen minutes passed.
Lindsay finally laid the corridor directly above the vortex. Peeking out from either side of the wooden bridge, one could see the dark center of the abyss below.
Chaos, torrents, seawater.
The deeper you go into the center of the whirlpool, the faster the seawater flows.
They reached the bottom of the pitch-black core.
All the power generated within the [Sea of Lost Souls] is torn apart into pure primal matter by the ever-increasing speed of the turbulent currents, ultimately falling into it—an endpoint existing between reality and illusion.
There were no enemies lurking here, and no expected attacks.
The aura of an eighth-stage awakened being's skills exists solely within the turbulent sea. As pure power, it exhibits no action, nor does it display any will of friendliness or hostility.
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"I see!"
Lindsay suddenly realized: "What we've sensed isn't the Abyss School's awakened beings, but the god they created!"
Wala Wala: "That guy who's fused into the [Sea of Lost Souls]?"
Lindsay nodded: "That's right. He merged into the [Sea of Lost Souls] in order to control the powers here and modify the laws governing the real world."
"But under the impact and transformation of the [Final Vortex], a portion of his power that had merged into this place was condensed, yet it resisted returning to the real world. The final result was that he remained here, becoming the aura we sensed!"
As she said this, Lindsay turned her gaze away from the edge of the platform.
He stood up straight, and the dark seawater formed swirling arcs around him, spreading towards his feet.
Under the pitch-black sky, standing on a thousand-meter-deep abyss directly below.
The world was dark and raging, roaring violently all the time.
This single-plank suspension bridge, fragile and limited in space, is where a quiet human stands, a mere, insignificant figure.
"call-
'
Lindsay took a deep breath.
The air over the sea is much more humid than that over land.
The whirlpool whipped up a fierce gale that swept past, threatening to pull people into the sea below.
The divine power of the Abyss School is concentrated here.
A leap from here would be a return journey to reality, but one where life or death remains uncertain.
"Lindsay, would you like to hear a song?"
Wa la wa la came up from behind.
The two stood a step apart, one in front of the other, atop the dark vortex that symbolized the end.
The girl blinked her azure eyes.
But her gaze didn't fall on the magnificent and terrifying vortex; her beautiful eyes were fixed on the people ahead: "I feel—this time, I shouldn't need to build any more ships?"
"How about we think about what we'll eat tomorrow night after we return to the real world?"
Lindsay smiled, took out a stack of wooden blocks from her bag, and handed them to Wala Wala: "Speaking of which, I usually use my player skills to cook."
"Wara waara, before we met, you lived alone in the Seven Seas Alliance. You took care of everything yourself, from daily life to gathering materials and cooking."
"I haven't tried your cooking yet!"
The voice rose in a louder tone, tinged with a hint of mockery: "Well, you've really made a fool of yourself!"
The girl took the wooden plank Lindsay handed her and, with perfect understanding, began installing materials around the suspension bridge, expanding their operational platform: "For solitary artists, cooking is often just a way to appease the body, especially for an awakened person like me!"
"Don't back out now that I've cooked the meal!"
Lindsay laughed and replied, "That's the kind of dinner I'd choose even if it meant forgoing the finest ingredients."
"I think that must have been a great experience."
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The enemy slumbering in the [Sea of Lost Souls] has not yet awakened, yet the power it exudes is so ominous.
Danger is imminent.
But the two lonely humans were just having a mundane discussion about everyday topics, like lovers chatting on a weekend outing. Lindsay also opened her bag and took out the [Twisted Stillborn] again.
"Gawoo—"
'
The dark mass of corpse twitched the moment it touched the sea breeze, emitting a piercing, distorted sound, like a dead infant cursing the world that had abandoned it.
The next second, Lindsay felt a powerful corrosive force coming from her hand.
Hatred and resentment towards life naturally seeped through this mutilated body, attempting to corrode his flesh!
"snort!"
Lindsay snorted coldly, and her powerful life essence immediately suppressed him.
Immediately afterward, without his intervention, he felt the corpse in his hand, which was emanating an ominous aura, begin to show unusual activity!
The twisted stillborn fetus seemed to possess self-awareness.
Realizing it couldn't corrupt Lindsay, it tried to float upwards, seeking contact with the power rising from the seawater. Within its body, something that seemed to be bone was clicking and creaking, or perhaps resonating with the dark power below!
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A gentle smile appeared on Lindsay's lips.
Since he intends to allow the gods of the Abyss School to coalesce on this sea, he naturally will not prevent their revival.
"Letting you go is definitely something I have to do."
"But before that, I need to give you a gift."
Lindsay increased the pressure with his right hand, and although the struggling [Twisted Stillborn] was quite strong, it could not escape his grasp.
Then, Lindsay took out the Mythical Arrow, a weapon specifically designed to target gods, from her bag with her left hand.
He held the arrowhead in his hand, then activated the power of transformation between reality and illusion, covering his palm.
*Pfft*
The ethereal hand suddenly stretched out and smoothly inserted itself into the pitch-black body of the [Twisted Stillborn]!