Herbert decided to use the most primitive method to seal the Storm Eye, though it would kill many people—except for the third-rank and a few second-rank wizards present, everyone else probably wouldn't survive.
Pei'er frowned tightly. She knew this was the best method available after losing the Ice Lock formation, but she couldn't bring herself to make the decision.
Saul's sudden taking of the sealing materials from Corey before the Storm Eye appeared was indeed very suspicious, but Pei'er still wanted to give Saul a chance to explain.
If they immediately began filling with human lives—the Soul Sea Mincement technique that had successfully sealed Storm Eyes before—Saul would truly only be able to wait for death.
However, Herbert no longer planned to wait for Pei'er to voice her decision.
He suddenly transformed into a sea of fire, directly burning to death a group of low-rank wizards he had brought.
Herbert's cold voice came from the flames.
"I've already sacrificed the people I brought first. Wind Sprite, how long will you hesitate? If the Storm Eye fully erupts, your hesitation will be your future sin!"
However, looking at Herbert transformed into a vast expanse of flames, the hesitation in Pei'er's eyes suddenly disappeared, becoming ice-cold.
"When Saul was secretly talking with Corey, he also sent me a message."
Fierce winds began howling, not toward Saul but toward Herbert.
The violent wind prevented the flames from spreading to others.
Herbert hadn't expected Pei'er to suddenly attack him. Taken by surprise, he was temporarily surrounded by Pei'er's fierce winds.
"Are you insane? Could Saul's random words make you disregard the Storm Eye, disregard the entire Borderland, disregard this world?"
Pei'er said unhurriedly, "Would you like to hear what Saul said?"
Without waiting for Herbert's response, she continued, "Saul told me that once you transform into a sea of fire, I should immediately watch whether you use the method of filling with human lives to seal the Storm Eye, or use these people's deaths and souls to protect your own soul body, so you can hold out until the end in Black Tide pollution?"
The dancing flames suddenly stilled for a moment, then shook violently.
Several flame whips lashed fiercely toward Pei'er!
...
"Ice Lock... Seal!"
Saul's hand lightly touched the anchor point, the mirror only millimeters away from it.
But just as he used all his strength to activate the seal, Camus, who hadn't yet broken free from the diary, suddenly wrote several rapid lines.
These words directly appeared in Saul's mind, making it impossible for him not to read them!
[Your choice is wrong! Black Tide will inevitably cover the earth, but the world will enter a new chapter because of it. Those staying here are merely futilely delaying Black Tide's arrival, but those trying to escape are seeking death!]
[Not only are they seeking their own death, they will bring death to this world!]
[The Star Gate has appeared. Black Tide must descend, or you will all learn what's ten million times more painful than death!]
However, Saul completely ignored Camus's lengthy discourse. His magic power had already begun circulating, while mental power was the main driving force of this sealing.
He didn't know about any Star Gate or escape—he only knew he didn't want to see everyone die miserably under Black Tide!
Just because of a dark future, should they commit suicide at dusk?
The sealing power took effect. Mental ice crystals were born under Saul's powerful mental control and quickly began sealing the fissure before him.
At this moment, Camus finally broke through the diary, transforming from a black book page back into a gray-white spirit body, but her eyes were now completely black, as deep as Black Tide.
She pressed one hand on Saul's hand. "I can find a way to keep you alive. Afterward, I'll tell you everything, but now, you cannot seal the anchor point!"
"The most arrogant one is already trying to contact the Star Gate. Once the Star Gate is truly opened, this world is finished!"
Saul ignored Camus. The sealing had reached its final step, with only a pinprick-sized hole remaining in the fissure.
At the last moment, Camus gritted her teeth and suddenly transformed into a white light, drilling into the final crack.
The anchor point before Saul's eyes suddenly transformed, becoming a liquid-like form. It actually managed to emerge slightly from the hole before the fissure completely closed, then suddenly drilled into Saul's left hand!
Saul's heart raced wildly as the word "death" that had appeared in the diary began haunting his mind again.
The next instant, the sealing was complete!
The twisting power completely disappeared!
The spinning black waves suddenly became calm.
Saul felt an extremely strong repulsive force.
Like he had become a cannonball, stuffed into a cannon barrel and fired out.
He fell heavily from the vortex onto the circular platform.
Then the black waves before his eyes completely evaporated, becoming faint black mist that completely dissipated within a few breaths.
The Black Tide was gone.
The Storm Eye was gone.
"I... survived?"
Saul looked down at his hands. His soul body consciousness body still appeared as a black skeleton.
But his left hand—the entire palm had become white bone.
"This should be the effect of the melted anchor point entering my consciousness body. Tsk, I wonder if there will be major hidden dangers."
Despite having another dangerous thing in his body, Saul couldn't help but grin.
"I survived..."
His upturned mouth corners slowly turned down.
"We survived... Senior Morden."
Saul closed his eyes and reopened them.
Leaving the consciousness space, finally returning to his body.
The ascending magical formation on him was still carrying him continuously upward, already passing through the overhead clouds.
"I wonder how everyone below is doing. When I was sealing the Storm Eye just now, some Black Tide should have leaked outside my body."
There was no choice—Saul could only complete the sealing as quickly as possible then, avoiding more Black Tide pouring out like seawater.
He immediately dispelled the magical formation on his body, then his entire body began falling.
Faster and faster!
Saul tried to cast flight magic but failed!
"Damn, out of magic power!"
He tried feather fall again but still couldn't cast it.
"What to do? Didn't bring a parachute? The death in the diary wouldn't represent falling to death, would it?"
Saul suddenly panicked a bit.
Having just experienced that ordeal, he no longer feared death or just wanted to escape.
But if he completed sealing the Storm Eye only to fall to his death in the end...
That would be too embarrassing!!!
Saul's heart hardened as he immediately tried all the power he could still use!
Chaos Realm Compass.
No good!
Distress signal.
No good!
Calling Diu Diu.
No good!
Saul suddenly closed his eyes and entered meditation.
He saw himself become a mass of intertwined light lines.
This was his fate line state.
When Saul had practiced at the Purity Wizard Tower, he had seen himself like this.
Back then, besides seeing the light lines on himself, he had also seen two light lines that didn't belong to him.
But this time, there were many light lines around Saul.
Nearly ten of them!
He didn't yet understand what these non-belonging light lines meant.
But suddenly having a feeling, he raised his hand and selected one.
Then.
Saul suddenly appeared beside Kismet!
(End of Chapter)