Chapter 616 The Golden Threads of the Void <TOC> Chapter 618 Staying True to One's Heart
Translator: SumTLMan
How to save him? That was the important question in front of Angel.
Angel didn’t know either, as the golden threads were filled with unstable high-level energy, reaching the level of true knowledge, which was not something he could touch at his current level.
Angel looked at the spotted dog.
Frogg seemed to hate Yorkshire very much, so when he noticed that Angel might go to find the people captured by Yorkshire, he strongly recommended that Angel take the spotted dog with him.
Now that Angel thought about it, Frogg’s expression was strange at the time, vaguely saying that taking the spotted dog could be of great help.
As for what kind of help Frogg was talking about? Angel initially thought it was about finding people.
From the current situation, the spotted dog had done just that.
But if it was just about finding people, Frogg had already implied it at the beginning, so why would he be so evasive and ambiguous?
“Let it try,” Angel lifted the spotted dog by the scruff of its neck, flew into mid-air, and looked straight at Gank.
Upon closer observation, Angel realized that the threads binding and passing through Gank’s body were glowing golden not because they were golden in color, but because they were covered in strange golden runes.
These runes might represent a different way of using energy than the Laws of the Wizarding World, which Angel had never seen before and did not dare to recklessly disrupt their balance.
“Angel, is this dog just an ordinary dog? Can it really do it?” Coral and Hilary also flew up, but it was Toby who flapped its wings and brought them to Angel’s side.
“I don’t know, but it’s worth a try.”
After saying this, Angel released a gray Gravity Line, supporting the spotted dog in mid-air: “Hey, can you release it without hurting it?”
Angel didn’t know if the spotted dog understood him, but it was clearly excited to be free for a while and wagged its tail as it rushed to Gank’s side.
As soon as the spotted dog touched Gank, it opened its huge mouth and bit one of the golden threads passing through Gank’s collarbone.
The next second, the golden thread snapped.
“Sure enough, this dog can break Yorkshire’s puppet threads!” Angel’s eyes flashed with joy as he urged the spotted dog to continue biting.
The spotted dog was fast, and almost every bite would break a golden thread. But there were more than a dozen golden threads, and with each one broken, Gank would start screaming wildly, obviously feeling extreme pain as the broken threads disrupted the energy balance.
“Hang in there, just a few more to go!” Behind him, Coral covered her mouth, tears welling up in her eyes as she looked at Gank with sympathy, her voice trembling with encouragement.
In fact, if they had let the spotted dog slow down its biting speed, Gank’s discomfort might have been greatly reduced. However, they were pressed for time, and both Angel and Coral knew that slowing down would lower Nausica’s chances of survival, so neither of them mentioned it.
In just a few tens of seconds, more than half of the golden threads were broken, and Gank was shaking, screaming, and howling in pain. The agony was evident in his voice, making the three people present feel empathetic.
Only one golden thread remained, and Gank was on the verge of success.
But at this point, Gank’s pain had reached its peak, and his twisted expression on his face slowly relaxed…
This expression on Gank made both Angel and Coral shudder.
Not long ago, they had encountered a green-haired woman in a treehouse inn who, at the very end, had given up hope and shown a peaceful but desperate expression, just like Gank’s now!
“Gank…don’t give up, don’t.” Coral’s voice trembled: “Just one more thread, hang in there, don’t give up.”
But it was too late; Coral’s voice could no longer reach Gank’s ears. His pupils disappeared, his eyes turned pure white, and the veins that were tense throughout his body slowly relaxed. A strange aura surged from him.
“There’s no way, the blank body process has been completed.” Angel muttered.
Unexpectedly, all their previous efforts were wasted at the last moment.
That aura repelled everyone and then, just like the green-haired woman, Gank became a container for the interstitial space, dragged into the void by the remaining golden thread, disappearing from sight.
Not long after, Angel felt that another interstitial space had merged into the central area of Sleepless City, and the character represented by this new interstitial space… was undoubtedly Gank.
Angel took a deep breath, turned to Coral who was crying her eyes out, and said: “Let’s go, we have to leave this place.”
Coral nodded, tearfully looked at the faint void, and eventually forced herself to turn around, following Toby as he spread his wings and left the graveyard.
Silence filled the journey, broken only occasionally by the barking of the spotted dog, even Coral’s crying had stopped.
“Can Nausica hold on? Even Gank couldn’t bear it…” Coral choked, sniffed her somewhat congested nose, and broke the silence.
After a long time, a deep sigh came through the air.
“Hopefully.”
According to Coral, Gank was a desireless, low-emotion, and tough otherworldly barbarian. Even it couldn’t hold on, and now they were praying for a human, even an inherently disadvantaged woman, to hold on. The difficulty was simply unimaginable.
At this time, fluctuations of interstitial spaces appeared in several directions again.
Obviously, a few more people didn’t make it and became puppets in Yorkshire’s hands, completely cutting off their way forward.
The original direction spotted dog was going was also changed because of an unknown person giving up the struggle.
They were forced to change direction four times in a row, all because they couldn’t hold on.
Having been on Toby’s back for five minutes, her anxious heart was now pushed to the edge.
Coral didn’t have the mind to think about Gank’s situation anymore. She was now praying wholeheartedly, hoping that Nausica was not among those who didn’t make it.
Finally, after changing direction seven times in a row, they landed on the edge of a quiet lake area.
This was a city park planned by Sleepless City. On normal days, there were often couples rendezvousing and elderly people strolling here, but at this time it was deserted, with no trace of people.
The spotted dog landed and immediately ran to the shore and howled at the lake.
“It seems that the kidnapped person is at the bottom of the lake. Let’s go down and take a look.”
Angel was originally planning to dive directly, but Hilary stepped forward and split the lake water into a space that allowed them to pass through.
Coral also immediately used the Light Spell to illuminate the bottom of the lake.
In a short while, the three of them arrived at the bottom of the lake. The bottom of this unnamed lake was not as clean and calm as the surface. The bottom was filled with garbage, waste, and… rotting corpses.
On the short hundred-meter walk to the center of the lake, Angel saw at least ten corpses, some already reduced to bones and some still in a state of decay.
The calmness was only on the surface; no one knew how much filth was hidden in this beautiful lake, known by lovers as Love Lake. A small lake, just like the unpredictable world of wizards, where all peace was an illusion.
When they reached the center of the lake, they finally saw something familiar: the nest of the Colorful Dragonflies.
The nest was in a water-separated space.
Without Angel’s instructions, Coral spontaneously moved the light source above the nest.
As with the previous places they had visited, the person kidnapped by Yorkshire was indeed above the nest. Even if they hadn’t seen the person’s face yet, Angel had already felt the energy fluctuations of the Puppeteer’s strings.
It had happened three times already, each time the captured person was suspended above the Colorful Dragonfly Nest. Angel had a rough guess as to why Yorkshire was doing this: on one hand, to create mental pressure and cause the suspended person’s mentality to collapse; on the other hand, to let the Colorful Dragonflies protect this area from being destroyed.
As Angel was pondering, Coral suddenly exclaimed: “It’s Nausica! Yes, it’s her! She’s here!”
Angel quickly raised his head, and when he saw the scene illuminated by the orb of light, a glimmer of joy flashed in his eyes.
The person bound here was indeed Nausica!
However, compared to all the previous people, Nausica’s situation was much more dire. The water barrier in the center of the lake did not completely isolate her underwater; everything above her nose was submerged in water.
Only by lowering her head slightly could she expose her nose within the water barrier and breathe the air below.
But when Nausica lowered her head, it would definitely pull on the golden threads on her body, and intense pain would accompany her at all times.
Seeing Nausica’s current situation, Hilary immediately separated the water that had submerged her, and the three of them quickly arrived at the place where Nausica was bound.
It was clear that her condition was very poor, her face extremely pale, her teeth clenched tightly, unable to receive any external information. Even when they approached her, she showed no reaction.
If not for the ability to sense her vital signs, she would be just like a corpse.
“She’s still holding on; I hope she can continue to endure.” Seeing her friend still persevering and not giving up hope for survival, Coral’s tears couldn’t help but fall.
This time, it was Angel’s voice that trembled. He held the spotted dog in his hand, gently stroking it: “Be gentle… Rescue her…”
The spotted dog tilted its head in confusion, seemingly understanding Angel’s meaning. It barked a few times, then landed in the gray aura created by the Gravity Line, running to Nausica’s side, and opening its mouth to bite the golden threads.
As the first golden thread snapped.
Nausica finally let out a faint groan, biting hard on her lips, which were full of teeth marks and stained with blood.
The second, the third…
The breaking of each golden thread made Nausica’s expression become more distorted and shattered.
Compared to Nausica’s occasional groans, Angel and the others were perhaps more nervous and worried, fearing that Nausica would give up her vitality in the next second.
But as each golden thread snapped, even though Nausica had bitten her lips to the point of tearing the flesh and blood stains appeared on her forehead due to the furrowing of her brows, she still didn’t make a sound.
Chapter 616 The Golden Threads of the Void <TOC> Chapter 618 Staying True to One's Heart