Chapter 617 At the Bottom of the Lake <TOC> Chapter 619 The True Form of Yorkshire
Translator: SumTLMan
In fact, when the first golden thread intertwined with her shoulder blade snapped, Nausica could already sense the external information.
She heard the voices of Coral, Hilary, and Angel, but she dared not respond.
Even though she was in extreme pain, and even though her friends were nearby, she still kept her eyes closed, immersed in an unknown place deep within her heart, staying true to herself. She was afraid that opening her eyes would deflate her spirit, and that talking to her friends would cause her defenses to crumble, giving weakness an opportunity to take hold.
So, she could only close her eyes, block out all external information, and focus on facing the greatest obstacle she might encounter in her life.
Each broken golden thread was a pain that pierced her heart. It felt like bone marrow being poured back, or organs being displaced, or being burned by flames, or boiled in oil.
It was as if breaking just one golden thread had subjected her to the cruelest torture in the world.
But even so, Nausica persisted, not allowing herself to slack off even the slightest bit.
In the boundless cold and lonely emptiness, in the dark world where no hope could be seen, she never thought about giving up, persisting for a whole day and a half. Let alone now, when her friends had come to save her, and freedom and hope were already within reach, what reason did she have to give up?!
Nausica remained immersed in the unknown depths of her heart.
Here, there was a path she imagined leading to the other side of the truth. She transformed the intense pain of her physical body into the inevitable bumps on this immortal road. Stepping on thorns and walking on lava, the hardships and dangers along the way could not stop her. She silently carried everything and moved forward slowly.
She fell more than once, but every time she fell, she never stayed down. Instead, under an even more severe burden, she stood up again and continued to move forward.
This powerful willpower and tenacious spirit far surpassed her peers, and even many formal wizards might struggle to reach her level.
This was Nausica’s persistence and her obsession with immortality. To achieve immortality, she had to overcome this pain!
Finally, only the last golden thread remained.
Before, Gank had fallen on this last thread, so both Angel, and Coral and Hilary, had their hearts tense, watching the spotted dog’s movements nervously.
Although from the current point of view, Nausica’s performance seemed stable, even more pain-resistant than the tough Gank, they all knew that this was just Nausica suppressing herself.
All suppression must eventually find an outlet for release.
In the midst of extreme agony, Nausica must endure this last golden thread, whether it opens a floodgate during the pain or after it.
This time, the spotted dog hesitates for a long time, seemingly aware of the importance of the last golden thread.
The spotted dog barks twice, seemingly reminding Nausica that it’s about to act. Nausica cooperates by furrowing her brow and clenching her teeth, waiting for the final golden thread to break.
“Snap!”
The spotted dog’s teeth bite into the last golden thread.
A tide-like pain spreads through Nausica’s entire body, as if someone is stirring her insides while hacking away at her bones with an axe. However, there’s a limit to physical pain. What Nausica finds unbearable is the torment on her soul and mind.
In all the pain she has endured before, none had touched her soul and mind. As a result, Nausica has persevered through her strong mental fortitude.
But this time, the hidden force seems impatient. Nausica feels a demon whispering in her ear, ceaselessly painting a beautiful world with words. If she gives up resistance and falls completely, a beautiful world will bloom before her eyes.
Even in the midst of pain, the opponent gives Nausica a fleeting sense of extreme pleasure in her soul. This pleasure, appearing amidst pain, is like a sweet-tasting poisonous spring in a barren world. Even knowing its toxicity, it’s still tempting, and every organ in your body urges you to drink.
The closer Nausica’s soul approaches pleasure, the closer she is to the abyss.
Physically, Nausica endures. Mentally, her strong willpower also protects her. However, Nausica does not have the immense foundation of Angel on a soul level. Even if she does not want to touch that honey-coated spike, she cannot control her soul.
Her soul slowly approaches the abyss.
Nausica suddenly feels a sense of despair.
…
When Nausica shows despair, Angel’s heart skips a beat.
“Hold on, it’s almost over!” Coral nearly pounces, tears streaming down her face, dissolving the colored stripes on her face.
Hilary is also at a loss, trembling all over.
As Nausica is about to be engulfed by darkness, a faint surge of soul energy suddenly emerges from the spotted dog’s body, unseen by everyone.
This soul wave burst out from the mouth of the spotted dog, directly following the golden line, and vanished into Nausica’s soul realm.
Because it was fleeting too quickly, apart from Angel who had some perception, no one else noticed any clues.
However, Angel also had some self-doubt, feeling a very familiar wave, just like the soul aura on Hookedick’s body… but it appeared for an instant and then disappeared.
Was it an illusion due to too much pressure? Angel thought so.
On the other side, Nausica was watching her soul being tempted, about to step into the abyss, and she had already begun to despair. But at this moment, an unknown soul wave merged into her soul realm.
This pure and mysterious soul wave immediately caused a fundamental change in her soul, making it more refined and powerful, and also giving Nausica the chance to control her soul.
Half a step into the abyss, Nausica could finally control her soul autonomously.
She forcibly resisted the enticing aura from the abyss, struggled to refuse the temptation, stepped back half a step, and stopped at the mouth of the abyss.
At the same time, this last golden line, which had taken the spotted dog the longest time, finally snapped in two at this moment.
Nausica was still resisting the temptation of the devil, and because of the breaking of the golden line, all the difficulties and obstacles in front of her turned into illusory bubbles and shadows… Struggling and sinking in pain in the darkness, she finally waited for the light.
At the moment the golden line broke, Nausica fell.
Angel immediately released a gravity line, holding Nausica in mid-air, and then slowly moving her to Toby’s back.
The golden lines wrapped around Nausica’s body all fell off, and Nausica opened her eyes at this moment.
The first thing she saw was three faces mixed with worry, sadness, and surprise.
She opened her mouth, wanting to say something. But as soon as she opened her mouth, she felt a cold glassy touch on her lips.
“This is Glistening Velvet Potion, drink it first before talking.” Coral took out a light green potion from her waist bag and stuffed it into Nausica’s mouth.
At the same time, Hilary’s mouth was also constantly muttering “life” and “healing.”
A series of vital radiance covered Nausica’s whole body, and the wounds pierced by the golden lines healed quickly under the enhancement of the potion and magic.
“Are you okay? How does your body feel now?” After Nausica finished drinking the potion, Angel asked her about her condition.
Although the golden threads had been severed, the puppet’s original blank body had progressed significantly. It was difficult to say whether there were any lingering issues. As an apprentice on the bloodline lineage, Nausica had the deepest understanding of her own body. After briefly inspecting herself, she said to Angel: “I’m fine, thank you for coming to save me…”
Before Nausica could finish speaking, a door to a half-plane void appeared again in the sky above the nest, where she had previously been suspended.
“Hiss—”
“Despicable bugs, how dare you destroy my blank body!”
Accompanied by a chilling and terrifying voice, golden threads shot out from the void, forming a path like iron chains. At the same time, a dark figure emerged from the void and flipped along the “metal chain pathway.”
The sudden change made everyone’s faces turn pale.
“You little snake, you dare to bully the younger generation after a fight? Are all the creatures of the Nightmare Plane so shameless?”
Before the dark figure could step out of the void, another familiar voice came from behind. Angel turned to see Gloria, dressed in a purple robe, arriving through the night and gently landing in front of him and the others.
Toby, seeing Gloria, flapped his wings happily, creating ripples on the surface of the lake.
As Gloria appeared, Angel twisted his neck to see if Sanders was nearby. But before he could spot anyone, he felt someone beside him.
“Mentor,” Angel whispered.
The cold aura and familiar attire belonged to none other than Sanders.
Sanders glanced at Angel and the group on Toby, speaking softly: “What did you do that made Yorkshire risk so much to open the void and come here?”
Angel quickly explained in a few sentences that Nausica had been abducted by Yorkshire and used as a vessel for the interstitial space.
Frowning, Sanders connected the situation to the matter Angel had previously asked Gloria to tell him, and he roughly understood the cause and consequences.
He nodded at Angel, looking at the dark figure emerging from the distant void, and whispered: “I guess is that this place will soon become a battlefield. Do you want to enter the Gravity Garden?”
Chapter 617 At the Bottom of the Lake <TOC> Chapter 619 The True Form of Yorkshire