Fisher vaguely rembered crossing star after star; crossing a strange civilization’s infinitely sprawling architectures; passing through countless oceans like bubbles that struggled and surged...
In a daze, Fisher finally realized that the unseen song around him seed to be leading him sowhere. No matter where it was, he only felt himself getting further and further away from the place he once knew.
In his mind, shadows of the Ladies he had t and important figures suddenly erupted, jolting him awake, making him stop where he was, no longer following the song beside him across the starry sky.
The song beside Fisher, which felt familiar to him, sharply sensed his will. Its voice raised slightly, as if urging him to move forward, but Fisher didn’t take another step.
Fisher completely rembered that he had co back from the past to resolve Death, and Renie was still waiting for him in the future.
At this mont, he was still in the process of ascending to the Mythical Rank!
This might have been the enticent of Chaos, because his thod of ascending was sowhat different from others. He had to return to his body, only Body and Soul Unity could enter the Myth.
"...I need to go back."
"..."
With this thought, Fisher suddenly spoke to the song around him. Without waiting for a response, he decisively turned and left, no longer following that pleasant lody.
The surrounding song abruptly stopped. At that mont, Fisher faintly felt a trace of disappointnt from the other side, but that feeling soon vanished.
It had no intention of stopping Fisher; instead, it gradually dissipated, retreating like a tide toward a certain direction in the depths of the dark sky.
That direction seed like the end and also like the Ultimate, where the song seed to originate from.
The way back was much easier than Fisher had imagined. He no longer saw the scenery from before but quickly found his own body.
Strangely, the black mud encasing his body had completely vanished, revealing himself covered entirely with dense ∞ symbols.
Everything seed normal, and Fisher felt an unprecedented lightness, as if the Mythical Rank was just before him, but he would soon regret thinking this way.
The reason lay in his soul.
Eagerly rging back into his body, under the guidance of an aura capable of shattering all rules, Fisher’s powerful physical body and soul began to link tightly. But when he felt a pain simultaneously from his soul and body, he finally realized that his soul was a thousand tis more twisted than before.
"Hiss!"
The intense pain was even harder to bear than the torture of playing a pipa, as if his ribs were being cut off one by one with a razor.
In reality, Fisher’s physical body began a grotesque transformation accompanied by a teeth-grating cracking sound, unleashing countless bizarre knowledge stored in his mind, making it tough for his body, about to achieve Body and Soul Unity, to adapt.
"Crackling!"
"Roar..."
In the forest at night, a grating sound that didn’t seem human filled the area, accompanied by a shadow that kept convulsing and crashing through the trees, causing waves of disturbance.
In the distance, the cal that was tied up trembled in fear at the sounds coming from inside. It dared not sing, burying its head in a pile of fallen leaves like an ostrich, not daring to leave.
Of course, it wasn’t necessarily because it was so loyal to Fisher that it was unwilling to leave his side.
The reason was that Fisher had tied up the cal before his ascension; it couldn’t leave even if it wanted to, that’s all.
...
...
"Tweet, tweet, tweet!"
Though it was still morning, the forest was not quiet. Compared to before, many trees had been suddenly felled. The ground was left with traces as if caused by so massive monster, deep pits ten ters down, claw marks, and countless black sticky fluids, making the morning forest look like Hell.
"Huff..."
At this mont at the edge of the forest, a naked man was hugging himself. His muscular body kept rippling as if strange eyes were frantically twitching.
Fisher, exhausted, squinted with one eye at the dark sky, while his mind was assaulted by bizarre knowledge testing his sanity, pushing him to the brink of madness.
Though he appeared calm at the mont, it was solely because he had no strength left.
Breathing heavily, Fisher dared not move; he feared that any movent might cause his body to disintegrate and transform into so grotesque creature.
Enduring such extre tornt left Fisher’s mind blank; all his consciousness was used to resist the madness from deep within his soul.
He didn’t want to think about anything, even dying at this mont seed acceptable...
Fisher’s tired eyes slowly closed, and his body’s eerie movents beca more apparent until the next second, a warming light suddenly erged from the east, piercing through trees and earth his deforming body had toppled, landing on his face.
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