Chapter 1787 - 158: Center_3

"Emhardt, quickly go inside the Wutong Tree and deliver this letter to the clan leader of the Slimes, Baline, ask him to send this letter to the South Continent, hurry!"

"Oh... oh... then... then you all must be careful!"

Emhardt hesitated for a moment but still took the paper airplane-shaped letter in his mouth and swiftly left, flying towards the distant Wutong Tree.

Fisher lowered his head, not daring to delay. He extended his hand, using the power of transmutation to slowly dissolve his fingers into blood, while his other hand quickly transformed into an engraved knife, inscribing the Dream Magic from his memory onto the ground.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

"Senior Ashley!"

As the ground’s magic instantly formed, Fisher cast the spell without a second thought, only at the last moment did he remind the other party with a word.

The next second, with a fragile pull from the Gap, their Mythical Rank nature of body and soul led their essence to the Dream Magic within the Gap. However, the scene differed greatly from when Fisher was here earlier.

First, this time the Dream Magic did not have the infinite power augmentation from Tangze Asuka; second, the Gap was now on the verge of collapse, so the Dream Magic appeared like a makeshift house full of holes, revealing the scene outside the Gap.

The Dream Magic scene was Fisher’s rented room in Saint Nali, at the moment, he and the Cardinal of Destiny stood before his desk, which he usually used for writing articles.

However, outside the window facing the desk was not the prosperity of the streets of Nali, but a spread of scarlet mist everywhere.

The scarlet mist had already spread from the Spirit Realm to here, covering all the original scenery, causing Fisher’s Dream Magic to be affected by the Gap, lacking gravity and completely devoid of logic.

For example, when the Cardinal of Destiny tried to open Fisher’s room door, what lay outside was the bedroom of the Golden Palace’s Elizabeth, with several oddly shaped toys of various sizes placed on top.

The Cardinal of Destiny scrutinized for a few moments, then retracted her gaze with a strange expression, closing the door in passing.

Meanwhile, Fisher completely ignored whatever the Cardinal of Destiny was doing behind him, only focusing on inscribing Star Magic to communicate with the Chaos Species.

Soon, the magic was accomplished, and with a slap on the tabletop, Fisher brought forth an image akin to glass that spread from the magic on the desk.

In the image, all was foggy, the Chaos Species had yet to respond to him.

Above the Gap, the sounds of impact ebbed and flowed, and with the call of the Star Magic, the impact sounds eerily ceased, leaving a deathly silence. The only change was before them, as the Star Magic revealed the bright compound eyes Fisher had seen once before.

This time, different from the previous dullness, the radiance cast by reality through the Gap illuminated him brightly, and Fisher saw the gigantic humanoid form covered in something akin to oceanic fish scales behind the magic.

It was Pisces.

"...Fisher..."

The Cardinal of Destiny also heard the voice coming from the fog, she looked over, and was immediately startled by the oppressive body within the magic.

The presence before them was one of the top twelve among the Chaos Species.

Staring at the figure ahead, Fisher got straight to the point, without any niceties, plainly stating the pros and cons, trying to persuade this group of starry beings dwelling in the Spirit Realm to give up entering reality,

"Pisces, there’s no meaning in doing this. Even if you could pass through the Boundary and temporarily seek refuge in reality, once the Gap is opened, the fall of reality is only a matter of time. And then, where would you hide? All of this is nothing more than addressing the symptoms rather than the root cause. Is this what you want? I have a way to enter the Spirit Realm Angel Sanctuary, which can be your settlement."

Yet Pisces remained unmoved, only looking at Fisher with those bright compound eyes, and after a long moment, he suddenly spoke,

"We have grown tired of the days of hiding, Fisher."

"..."

Fisher looked up into the mist but only felt the oppressive presence of Pisces within the mist growing stronger, his enormous tentacles turned into a substantial shadow, slamming into the magic before him,

"For a long time, we’ve suffered the erosion of pollution, the gods hold resentment against us, just as they resent the Mother Goddess. We were born in the Sea of Souls, and the Sea of Souls comes from beyond the Boundary, it was stolen by the gods. You, like us, were born in the Sea of Souls, born by the hand of the Transferee..."

With Pisces’ words, countless mists rotated, faintly forming a figure with long hair fluttering, walking as if in the ocean. She bowed and extended her hand, picking up a piece of seemingly supreme treasure at the center of the ocean, concurrently, a voice akin to a song from the Chaos Species echoed,

"Several Sinners called gods committed countless crimes, hiding like fearful lambs within the Boundary. Until the Judge softly knocked on the door with [A Paper of Guilt], like a scythe raised by the Death God..."

"You are the supreme nature, wrapped in swaddling clothes descended from the supreme power in the endless ocean, supposed to roam freely outside the Boundary, leading us to explore mysteries within the universe that even the Divine bow to, yet now you are mired in the sins committed by thieves..."

The song ended, Fisher’s Magic Circuit constantly twisted, gradually transforming into an appearance very similar to that of the Chaos Species.

And behind Pisces, faintly, there were eleven others similar to him, they are the main force currently attacking the body of Dalasgon.

"Fisher... just as the Empress of Nali said... this prophecy of destruction isn’t about this world... it’s about the gods..."

"About you."