Chapter 1851 - 175: Refrain

Fisher took a deep breath and reached the bottom of the gap. Faced with the approaching gap, the crack emitting a thick aura of death also appeared before his eyes. Below, the entrance to the Death Authority had utterly consumed Elizabeth. Without hesitation, he took a deep breath and went downward.

Watching Fisher disappear on the spot, Rafael worriedly pressed his lips together, while Master Tao didn’t even want to look.

She covered her face, suddenly not knowing what to say, so she looked at the few Chaos Species that had suddenly quieted down in the sky above.

She just felt that these Chaos Species seemed a bit too... at ease?

Clearly, they had been fighting intensely before, and now their kindred were tied up by the traveling doctor, and just because they were given a spell, they suddenly calmed down?

It didn’t seem like the usual behavior of these Chaos Species...

Moreover, she had heard of the traveling doctor’s reputation, definitely skilled, but that was in medical arts, never had she heard of someone who could control all the Chaos Species of the Sea of Souls—a good several dozen.

At this point, Master Tao couldn’t help but ask,

"Was suggested by that Whale-man species below telling you about this method? How come he learned so much just by going to the Spirit Realm..."

Pisces did not reply but looked at the bottom with calm and meaningful eyes, like the other demigod Chaos Species beside them, appearing unafraid of the pollution in the Spirit Realm,

"Who knows..."

Master Tao ’tsk’ed but didn’t think deeply, even though she knew Fisher went down to save Elizabeth, which seemed a bit unworthy, yet anxiety for Valentina surged within her as she watched Fisher’s figure disappear.

Thus, she could only calmly look down, waiting for a result.

Below, after the two prosthetic eyes slipped to the ground, seeing Moli’s stunned expression, Valentina had to step forward to take charge,

"The ritual, begins now!!"

After saying this, Valentina turned to look at Moli, still dazed, and patted her shoulder, which made Moli’s eyes widen as she turned to Valentina,

"Moli, you..."

"I... I just..."

"Elizabeth already surrendered; she is willing to give her prosthetic eyes to atone for the past sins committed against you; you already..."

"No... no..."

Seeing the prosthetic eyes rolling on the ground, Moli belatedly covered her face. The urgency of a loved one about to leave, the reckoning of past grudges, all burned like flames but now, as the prosthetic eyes rolled to the ground, the flames seemed to lose their fuel and wavered.

Moli shed tears, watching the Death Rift appearing beneath Elizabeth, seeing her slowly sink without resistance. Only then did she realize what was happening,

"Pandora... her prosthetic eyes... she used prosthetic eyes on me..."

"What?"

At this moment, Moli said nothing, instead hurriedly ran toward Elizabeth, reaching out, trying to grab her sleeve,

"Elizabeth!!"

But below, the Death Rift had already torn open entirely, and the threads of death’s aura were pulling Elizabeth downward, causing Moli’s pupils to slightly contract.

And behind her, watching Moli rush toward the Death Rift, Valentina quickly spread her wings to grab her, holding her firmly in place,

"Priestess Moli, what is going on?! Calm down first!"

"She... her prosthetic eye can alter my desires... just now she gave up the prosthetic eyes, and the self-sacrifice—all were her choice... she wanted to die herself, so when she saw the Nali people stand up, she then... so then..."

"..."

Valentina held Moli in mid-air, looking incredulously below, but down below Elizabeth had already been completely swallowed by the Death Rift.

Yet no one dared go deep within, even though sympathy had already risen in Valentina’s heart; she had no reason to do more.

Or based on stance, no one wanted to save her; or based on rank, no one could save her...

But at that moment, the space above the Death Rift suddenly ruptured, breaking open the gap’s entrance, and the severely injured Fisher immediately disengaged from Dalasgon’s authority, charging at the Death Rift.

"Fe..."

Valentina’s pupils contracted, her hand raising in surprise, but in a flash, Fisher resolutely rushed in, disappearing.

...

...

Entering the gap leading to the Death Authority, the kaleidoscope-like filthy aura instantly enveloped Fisher, as if his face were covered in grease, with even his nasal cavity and ears completely blocked.

"Ugh..."

Fisher wanted to open his mouth to call Elizabeth, but opening it made him feel disgustingly clogged.

Before him was darkness, yet from his ears came the sound of a conversation echoing,

"Elizabeth, my shadow of the Nineteenth Rank remains. We restrained them; there’s still room for maneuver..."

Though Fisher heard this voice for the first time, he almost instinctively recognized it as the voice of Pandora’s prosthetic eye, because although the tone and pitch were different, the timbre was exactly the same as Pandora whom he had seen ten thousand years ago.