Angor carefully observed Magus Stone, trying to figure out how he was able to resist the attraction of the fruit.
However, after observing for a while, he didn't find anything fishy.
It wasn't that Angor's observation skills were weak. It was just that he couldn't use his spirit feelers right now.
Although he couldn't see anything from the outside, he could sense a strange yet familiar aura coming from Margus Stone's location.
"A weak Mystery aura …" Angor muttered to himself as he sensed something strange coming from Magus Stone.
However, compared to the powerful shockwave released by the fruit, Magus Stone's aura was as weak as a small boat in the middle of a storm.
"Is it a Mystery item? Something that can resist the attraction? "
"It's hard to find a Mystery item that specifically targets another Mystery item," said the watcher beside him.
Did such a thing really exist? Of course. However, the watcher didn't believe that such a coincidence was possible.
"Then how did Magus Stone resist the attraction?" Angor asked.
The watcher glanced at Magus Stone, and an invisible force of distortion appeared in his eyes.
"It's not a complete Mystery item. It's a failed product. Or rather, a half-finished product."
"Half-step Mystery?"
"You can call it that if you want." The watcher nodded. "Also, this half-finished product isn't designed to resist the attraction. It's designed to stabilize and isolate a part of space. "
The watcher paused for a moment before continuing, "However, isolating space won't remove the attraction. At most, it can only weaken part of it. He's only able to hold on because of his Phantasm Form. "
"Phantasm Body?" Did Magus Stone hide in the gap between reality and the void? "
The watcher nodded. "Yes. He used the half-finished product to temporarily weaken the attraction, which allowed him to use his Phantasm Form. Once he forced himself into that state, the attraction's influence was limited. "
I see. Angor nodded in understanding.
This was not a bad idea. Although it was not as easy as President Lightchaser and the others, once he entered the illusory state, not only would he be able to avoid the attractive force, he would also be able to return to reality at any time. His influence on the material world would be much stronger than President Lightchaser and the others. Illusory Body was a simple spell for space-type Magi, but it was very difficult for Magi of other Elements to cast. Magus Stone was able to learn it because he had an innate spatial talent, but it was hard to say for others.
"He probably saw the state of Chasing Light and the others over there and thought that he could use the Illusory Body to avoid the attraction." The Overseer was able to guess Margus Stone's thoughts and actions. He was very appreciative of this kind of flexible thinking. However, apart from his praise, there was also a hint of regret in his eyes. "However, although his method can avoid the attraction, it won't last long."
"After using the Illusory Body, in order to maintain the physical body in the void and space, it requires an excessive amount of computing power. This kind of computing is extremely taxing on the mind. Mana and spirit power can be replenished through other means, but the mental exhaustion cannot be replenished in a short time. "
In other words, it was almost impossible for Margus Stone to maintain the Illusory Body forever.
He had no way to back down now. As soon as his mind gave out, he would fall back to reality. Once he returned to reality, he would die for sure.
This was a dead end. Unless Margus Stone could return to reality when the Mystery Fruit broke through the limit and became an object of disorder, he could forcefully open a plane passageway and escape.
However, timing was not so easy. Also, Margus Stone did not know if he could hold on until then.
Time passed.
"I don't want this! I don't want this!" A wizard who was standing at the edge of the crowd suddenly yelled.
His roar did not mean that he had found a way out. Instead, it meant that he had reached his limit.
Those Magi who were still able to hold on would not casually open their mouths to vent the tenacity in their hearts.
As expected, after the Magus roared, the clarity in his eyes completely disappeared and was replaced by a crimson red. It was as if he had turned into a red-eyed demon as he strode towards the Mystery Fruit.
The outcome was self-evident. The rain of blood that filled the sky had already shown everything.
Before this, many other Magi had died, but his death was still symbolic.
Because his name was Mo Di.
He came from the Tree of Heaven, the famous "Moonwheel Warlock" of the "Flower and Moon". More importantly, he was a truth-finder wizard.
Modi's path to becoming a truth-finder was one that he had used up almost all of his potential. However, he was still a truth-finder wizard. He was the first truth-finder wizard to die in this incident.
His death was like a flag that marked the end of the world. It was a clear sign that the world had changed.
Even a truth-finder wizard would not have a chance to escape from this Feast of Blood.
Despair swept through most of the remaining wizards because of Modi's death.
A few more adepts couldn't hold on any longer in this hopeless situation. Their eyes turned red as they charged towards the mysterious fruit without hesitation.
Once Death was breached again, it would be like a dam bursting, and not just one or two of them would be washed away. More wizards followed Modi's footsteps.
The Mystery Fruit was even more beautiful now.
The red glow it emitted was so dreamy that it looked like a sublime treasure.
But in the eyes of others, this kind of beauty was a fatal and beautiful poison.
Angor sighed deeply. He thought Speaker Lightchaser's words would cause the crowd to disperse. But now, Angor had no idea what was going on.
But now, most of them were gone.
However, this "going" seven or eight times did not mean that they had left the misty zone. Instead, they had completely left the human world.
In just a few minutes, only about 20 to 30 percent of the wizards were left. Angor could foresee that the number of wizards would continue to decrease. Until the dust settled.
Thump — Thump —
A rapid heartbeat could be heard from the Mystery Fruit.
It was almost one heartbeat per second. A large amount of white mist began to gather around the fruit. The air around it began to distort.
"The Mystery Fruit is about to ripen!" Both Angor and the watcher realized the same thing.
They were not the only ones. The others also noticed something.
"Something's going to happen." It was Dicher who spoke. Since they watched the wizards die one after another, no one spoke. Now, Dicher finally broke the silence.
Even someone as weak as Oliveta could see that the Mystery Fruit was changing. "Is it going for the better?"
"Good or bad, I don't know." Dicher glanced at Angor and Boroye and whispered, "Maybe only 'they' know …"
Dicher's judgment was based on the current situation.
Previously, for such a long time, the two hidden big shots had no intention of making a move at all. Dicher's analysis was that their lack of action actually meant that it was not time yet.
Since the hidden bosses didn't think it was time yet, it meant that they had a certain understanding of the mysterious fruit.
They must be waiting for something to happen. They were waiting for the right "moment".
Now that the Mystery Fruit was showing some changes, it might be the time they were waiting for.
"What do you think, Mister Lightchaser?" Dicher looked at Headmaster Lightchaser.
Headmaster Lightchaser shook his head. "I don't think so. But no matter what happens in the end, it's still a good thing."
Headmaster Lightchaser preferred "going for the worst". But even so, he still believed that the Mystery Fruit had a chance to "change".
Before the Mystery Fruit's transformation, people were dying one after another without being able to fight back.
Perhaps the Mystery Fruit's transformation would give the wizards a better chance of survival. Even if the Mystery Fruit was going for the worst, as long as it changed, there was still hope for survival.
Angor also heard the conversation between Headmaster Lightchaser and the others. For those who did not know the truth, seeking survival in the midst of chaos was the only hope they had.
However, as the saying goes, seek survival amidst chaos. The "chaos" here was a chaotic yet orderly chaos. Chaos was the only way to find a way out of the chaos.
What they did not know was that the Mystery Fruit was only "orderly" before it ripened. The "chaos" after the Mystery Fruit ripened was the real "disorder".
At that time, even the Overseers, Boroye, Gruz, and Howard wouldn't have absolute confidence in surviving.
Everything depended on what would happen after the Mystery Fruit went out of order.
Everyone was waiting for the moment when the Mysterious Fruit would change. However, to their surprise, the Mysterious Fruit did not take another step forward even though it was already on the verge of "changing".
"There's still one final step left, Yue Luo ~"
A soft voice came from afar.
Boroye's figure emerged from its hiding place, which immediately attracted the attention of Headmaster Lightchaser and the others. They had always thought that the big boss with the pink tentacles was a huge creature. They didn't expect that when it really appeared, it was a pink octopus that spoke like a baby and was as soft as a cute doll.
Looking at Boroye's appearance, Oliveta's eyes were filled with tiny red hearts. This was her favorite style.
"Do not underestimate it, do not look directly at it, maintain respect and reverence." Headmaster Lightchaser hurriedly whispered.
At this time, Levitta also reacted and hurriedly lowered her head. Boroye was not a doll. It was a terrifying existence that could easily tie up a cloud whale and throw it at the Mystery Fruit.
Boroye did not pay attention to Headmaster Lightchaser and the others' whispers. It did not even pay attention to them.
It just stared at the Sentinel's position.
"Watchers, you don't want to keep waiting, do you? How about I help you save some time, Yoro Yoro! "
The Watchers' voice slowly drifted out from the distorted realm. Not only did it enter Boroye's ears, it also entered everyone's ears. "I warned you not to overstep your boundaries in the Southern Region. You can take whatever you want, but if you overstep your boundaries, you will naturally suffer the consequences. "
"If you really want to speed up, don't you have a bargaining chip in your hand? Didn't you come to the Southern Region to capture him? "
The Watchers' words were directed at Boroye, but it was enough to let the others know that Boroye was not the only hidden boss here.
Also, it sounded like the Watchers were trying to protect the lives of other wizards. Boroye, on the other hand, came from the "outlands", which meant he was not on the same side as everyone else.
Oliveta looked at Angor's group with a happy expression.
Would the existence known as the 'Overseer' become the solution for the other Magi present here?
The answer was … no.
The Watchers stopped Boroye from killing people just to make up for the "last step". However, as a Watchers, he had no reason to help anyone here.
If he really wanted to help, he would not just stand by and watch so many wizards die.
"Yoro! You still remember him?" Boroye asked.
The Watchers only humphed and did not answer.
Boroye reached out two tentacles and made a "helpless" gesture. "Fine. I was going to bring him back to Phantom City and hand him over to the city lord for punishment. But Yoro, since you won't let me kill anyone, I'll use him as the last brick to build my fortress. "
Boroye sounded like he was wronged, but he did not care about Number 01's life at all.
The reason why he had captured No.01 was to use him to test the mysterious fruit. However, its idea was to use No. 01 to test the mysterious fruit after the disorder. Since it was still a little short, it could use No. 01 to fill in the gap.
With that, Bo Oloye pulled out the tied No.01 from the dark.
"Wait! I still have a use for you!" Number 01 quickly said.
"A use for you? What use? "
"I-I can provide you with information about the Setsune Society."
Boroye chuckled. "Yoro? The Setsune Society? That's it? "
Yes, the Setsune Society was a secret organization. However, it was much weaker than the Phantom City. A giant who was looking at the sky would not care about a little dwarf at his feet.
When Boroye was about to throw him out again, Number 01 quickly said, "Wait!"
"What do you want to say?"
Number 01 rolled his eyes and sweated profusely. He could not think of a reasonable reason. Just as Number 01 was about to give up, he suddenly looked into the distance.
"Sir, look over there! There's a wizard who can't hold on for much longer. One minute at most!"
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