As a matter of fact, Nausica could already sense what was going on outside when the first golden thread on her shoulder blade broke.
She heard Shan, Shiliew, and Angor's voices, but she did not dare to respond.
Despite the extreme pain and her best friend's presence, she kept her eyes closed and focused on an unknown place in her heart. She was afraid that she would lose her courage if she opened her eyes. She was afraid that she would lose her mind if she spoke to her friend, which would give her weakness an opportunity to attack her.
Therefore, she had to keep her eyes closed, block out all information from the outside world, and focus on fighting against the biggest obstacle in her life.
Every time a golden thread broke, she would feel a heart-wrenching pain. She felt like her bone marrow was being drained, her organs were being dislocated, or her body was being burned by fire.
She only broke one golden thread, but she felt as if she was going through the cruelest torture in the world.
Even so, Nausica held on and did not allow herself to relax for even a second.
In the boundless desolation, in the dark world where there was no hope, she never thought of giving up. She persisted for an entire day and a half. Now, her best friend was here to save her. Freedom and hope were right in front of her. Why would she give up now?
Nausica was still immersed in the unknown place in her heart.
Here, she saw a path she imagined leading to the other side of the truth. She turned the intense pain in her flesh into a hurdle she would inevitably encounter on this undying path. She stepped on brambles, stepped on magma, none of the difficulties and obstacles along the way could stop her. She silently shouldered everything as she slowly advanced.
She fell more than once, but every time she fell, she didn't fall to the ground. Instead, he stood up again under an even harsher burden and continued to walk forward.
This kind of powerful willpower and mental force far surpassed those of her peers. Many official Magi might not even be able to reach her level of strength.
This was Nausica's persistence. It was her obsession toward immortality. To achieve immortality, she had to go through this pain.
Finally, there was only one golden thread left.
Gank fell at the very last moment. Everyone, including Shan and Shiliew, began to watch the dog's every move nervously.
Nausica seemed to be able to endure the pain better than Gank, but they all knew she was just holding herself back.
All of his repressed emotions needed an outlet to vent.
Whether she would open the opening under extreme pain or after the pain, it all depended on whether Nausica could make it through the last golden thread.
This time, the Dalmatian paused for a long time. It seemed to know the importance of the last golden thread.
The puppy barked twice as if to remind her that it was about to move. Nausica frowned and clenched her teeth. She was waiting for the last thread to break.
"Taut!"
The Dalmatian's teeth were on the last golden thread.
Nausica felt a torrent of pain spreading to every inch of her body. It was as if someone was stirring up her organs and cutting her bones with an axe. However, there was a limit to the physical pain. Nausica's soul and spirit were even more unbearable.
None of the pain she suffered before had affected her soul or spirit. Nausica was able to hold on by relying on her strong spirit.
But this time, the mastermind behind all of this could not wait any longer. Nausica felt a demon whispering in her ears, describing a beautiful world. As long as she gave up, as long as she fell, the beautiful world would blossom before her eyes like a flower.
Even in the midst of the pain, the mastermind left Nausica's soul with a trace of extreme pleasure. This kind of pleasure that appeared in the midst of pain was like a sweet poisonous spring in a barren world. Even if you knew that it was full of poison, it was still full of temptation. Even every organ in your body was urging you to drink it.
The closer Nausica's soul was to the pleasure, the closer she would be to the abyss.
Nausica was able to hold on physically. Her spirit was also protected by her strong willpower. Nausica's soul, however, was not as strong as Angor. She did not want to touch the needle, but she could not control her soul.
Her soul was slowly moving toward the abyss.
Nausica suddenly felt hopeless.
…
Angor's heart skipped a beat when he saw Nausica's expression.
"Hang in there! It's almost over!" Shan almost jumped to Nausica's side. Tears flowed down her cheeks and melted the colorful streaks on her face.
Shiliew was also trembling. She did not know what to do.
As Nausica was about to fall into the darkness, a faint soul ripple suddenly appeared from the Dalmatian's body.
The ripple came out of the dog's mouth and disappeared into Nausica's soul along the golden thread.
Apart from Angor, no one else noticed anything unusual because it happened so quickly.
Angor doubted himself. He felt a familiar soul ripple, just like Hookdick's. But it disappeared as quickly as it appeared.
Was it an illusion because of the pressure? Angor wondered.
On the other hand, Nausica's soul was about to fall into the abyss. Just as she was about to lose all hope, another soul ripple came out of nowhere and merged with her soul.
The pure and mysterious soul ripple immediately changed the nature of her soul, making it purer and stronger. At the same time, Nausica gained the ability to control her soul.
With half of her foot in the abyss, Nausica finally regained control of her soul.
She resisted the tempting aura coming from the abyss. She took half a step back and stopped in front of the giant mouth of the abyss.
At the same time, the last golden thread, the one that took most of the dog's time, finally broke in half.
Nausica was still fighting against the demon's temptation. Because of the broken golden thread, all the difficulties she faced were gone. After struggling in the darkness for so long, she finally saw the light.
As soon as the golden thread broke, Nausica fell to the ground.
Angor quickly released the sequence of gravity to keep Nausica in the air. Then he slowly moved her onto Toby's back.
The golden threads around Nausica's body all fell away. Nausica opened her eyes.
The first thing she saw was three faces that were filled with worry, sadness, and joy.
She opened her mouth and tried to say something. But when she opened her mouth, she felt something cold and glassy on her lips.
"This is a Glowing Velvet Potion. Drink it first." Shan took out a bottle of green liquid from her pouch and stuffed it into Nausica's mouth.
At the same time, Shiliew chanted the words "life" and "healing" over and over again.
Streaks of light filled with vitality covered Nausica's body. The wounds caused by the golden threads quickly healed under the effects of the potion and cantrips.
"Are you okay? How do you feel? "Angor waited until Nausica finished the potion before asking about her condition.
Although all the golden threads had been severed, the prototype puppet had still taken a huge leap forward, and it was hard to say whether there were any lingering effects.
As a Bloodline apprentice, Nausica knew her body better than anyone else. She checked her body and said, "I'm fine. Thank you for saving —"
Before Nausica could finish, another portal that looked like a demiplane suddenly appeared in the air above her.
"Hiss!"
"You filthy vermin! How dare you destroy my prototype!"
Along with the creepy voice, more golden threads shot out from the portal and formed a path that looked like an iron chain. At the same time, a black shadow emerged from the void and moved along the "iron chain path".
This sudden turn of events caused everyone's expressions to turn somewhat unsightly.
"You little snake, and now you're here to bully a junior? Are all the monsters in the Nightmare Realm so shameless?"
Another voice came from behind before the black shadow could step out of the portal. This time, Angor knew who it was. He turned around and saw Greya in her purple robe slowly landing in front of them.
Toby flapped his wings happily when he saw Greya, which created a large ripple on the surface of the lake.
When Greya showed up, he turned around to see if Sunders was nearby. But before he could see anything, he sensed someone standing beside him.
"Professor," Angor called in a small voice.
It was Sunders, who was emitting a cold aura and wearing a familiar attire.
Sunders glanced at Angor and the group of people on Toby's back. "What did you do to make Yorkshire take such a huge risk to come here?"
Angor quickly explained how Yorkshire kidnapped Nausica and used her as a vessel to carry the interlayer space.
Sunders frowned. He thought about what Angor told Greya to tell him and roughly understood what was going on.
He nodded at Angor and looked at the black shadow in the distance. "I think this place is going to become a battlefield soon. Do you want to enter the gravity garden?"
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