The final gentleman

When William fell to the bottom of the abyss and was shattered into pieces,

All whispers, squeezes, and even direct invasions of the body from the darkness disappear, and the source of stress ceases to exist.

As if the abyss recognized the young visitor,

In other words, William completely adapted to the abyss during his fall,

The completely shattered flesh did not heal immediately, but a right arm that was broken and thrown away first made a "clicking" sound of bone movement.

The fingers of the broken arm gradually began to move,

A black liquid that did not belong to the old world overflowed from the chip in the finger, repairing the chip and making bone connections until the entire arm was restored to its original shape.

Using the five fingers as the 'foot', the whole arm began to move. There was a piece of acupuncture iron chain hanging on the broken part of the arm, giving it the feeling of a tail.

The severed arm did not directly return to the subject William. Instead, scattered organs, broken bones, and body fragments were collected from all over the place, packed into woven bags formed by "peeling", and brought back together.

As the scattered parts returned to their original form, William, smeared with death makeup, slowly got up like an ancient corpse, twisting his dislocated and deformed body back to its original shape.

Finally, hold the upper and lower heads with both hands and twist them hard! Click...the completely misplaced head was also snapped back to its original shape.

Oh~ William also made a rather comfortable sound.

"This is the bottom of the abyss... No, to be precise, it should be the bottom of the abyss created by Jain. It is related to the real abyss but not exactly the same.

However, as long as it can be related to the real abyss, it is completely sufficient. I only need to determine whether the path is related to the abyss.

Little Grape, turn on the light! "

The eyeballs between the brows immediately glowed with ember light. This light was directly related to the evil sun. Even the primitive darkness in the abyss could be dispersed, expanding the visual range to ten meters.

Immediately afterwards,

William tried to throw his mental power in the form of a 'flying knife', but not long after leaving the light range, the condensed mental power spread on its own.

Bang~ An iron chain shot out from the palm of his hand, extending towards the depths of darkness, trying to find the correct direction, but soon there was a blocking sound.

The deeper the chain goes into the darkness, the stronger the resistance becomes. It can only extend about thirty meters before being unable to move forward at all.

William's suitcase was placed in the magic house in advance and was not taken out, so there was no way to find out the way by shooting.

“It seems like we need to take the initiative to explore down here?

Exploring the bottom of this abyss with no sense of direction at all, it is very likely that you will never be able to look back if you make a wrong step, or even fall into endless loss.

Thinking about it the other way around, if I am completely lost in the abyss and I still fail to find the right path by the time Mr. Jain's performance ends, it means that my path has nothing to do with the abyss.

Just relax and let nature take its course. "

William maintained the expression of symptoms in many parts of his body, showing himself to the abyss as much as possible, and even opened his skull to reveal his epileptic brain, which was also black.

Due to the onset of generalized epilepsy, even the gentleman's clothes he wore had faintly protruding brain sulcus circuits. He maintained this disease posture and wandered into the abyss.

He didn't care at all where he was going, he just followed his inner instinct and wandered casually.

Forgetting time while walking,

Lose yourself in the silence,

Cut off everything in the abyss,

This feeling is like returning to the vast ocean as dark as ink, riding alone in a single-person canoe. Where the canoe will go is only related to the flow of the black sea.

However, at that time, a lighthouse beam shot at William's body to give him a 'direction'.

"Yes...lighthouse!" 』

William still can't confirm what the lighthouse means in the black sea, but he knows very well that the lighthouse gives him the opportunity to travel through and be reborn.

William, who was lost at the bottom of the abyss, began to use his epileptic brain to recreate the consciousness of the 'lighthouse'. When the specific image of the lighthouse was formed in his brain.

Buzz!

The directional light shone again, leading William's mind to a certain direction in the abyss.

Until... bang!

When the flesh hits the surface of something, it doesn't feel exactly like a stone wall. The surface is soft and moist.

When William opened his eyes, a [door] appeared in front of him.

This is a black door with a strong biotech style. The surface is outlined with raised lines between blood vessels and metal tubes, which progress layer by layer, giving the door an inviting visual effect.

The lines themselves are flowing with some kind of abyssal liquid, as if they are maintaining the vitality of the door, and seem to be flowing into the depths of the door.

William tried to push the door but found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move it.

When he looked at the lines on the door again, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his brain.

"These lines seem to have other purposes. From a certain angle, they seem more like hidden passages that progress layer by layer... Could it be that."

William slowly backed away and moved laterally to adjust his vision.

Until the lines on the door are rearranged visually, outlining a dark passage.

When William approached the Black Gate again at this angle, the so-called [Gate] no longer existed, and his eyes had turned into a deep and narrow biomass passage.

It’s as if the individual’s subjective consciousness can transform the concepts of ‘door’ and ‘channel’.

Standing at the entrance of the passage, William could clearly feel the smell of the disease emanating from inside, which was strong and primitive.

This passage seems to lead to the center of the world, but it is full of endless unknowns.

The moment William ignored his fear of the unknown and tried to step into the passage...a voice came from behind.

"enough!

My Rubik's Cube cannot support you to go deeper. Confirming the path is completely sufficient. Then prepare to embark on a journey to the darkest place and complete your path to the real abyss. "

As soon as he finished speaking, a hand wearing a magic glove fell on William's shoulder.

A sudden pull!

The ringing in his ears echoed throughout his brain, and William suddenly jumped out of the abyss, along with the audience in the venue and the Rubik's Cube in Jain's hand.

Snapped!

The Rubik's Cube landed, and the audience fell back into their seats one after another.

However, the eyes of most of the audience have turned black, and they were obviously completely swallowed by the abyss during the fall.

at the same time,

A burst of excited shouts full of emotions came from the underground backstage separated by the sealed floor.

“Nice!!!”

William fell back to his seat backstage,

The joy of determining the path and the joy of successful performance were superimposed. I could no longer suppress this joy. I bent my knees and exerted my strength on my legs, and my head hit the ceiling hard.

Even Jain, who was standing on it, could feel a faint earthquake.

"William...have you found a way?" Catherine seemed to be affected by this overflowing excitement, and she also became a little excited.

William pulled his head out from between the broken ceiling and dropped it back to its original position, "Yes! It is indeed hidden under the abyss."

"Then you have to go to the real abyss..."

"Yes, Catherine, do you want to come along?"

"No! I'm not going. Is there any benefit to me? I feel uncomfortable just thinking about Uncle Jia En's eyes, let alone going to the real abyss."

Just when the two of them were communicating,

Art, the clown who was about to perform the finale, tore off his carefully prepared sun hood, and various bright explosive beads scattered, eventually turning into fluorescent pus.

"Hey~ It took me so long to prepare for the performance. This guy Jia En just asked the audience to drop to 10%. Okay! We can go back and rest.

This time the performance ended early~"

Just when Art was about to leave with a frustrated look on his face, his nostrils suddenly started to smell.

"Well! Has the Cancer Knight come here?"