She thanked the Observer for providing shelter, also thanked Polo Ye for forcibly pulling her out of a delusion earlier. Though she knew Polo Ye saved her to kill her, the act of "killing her" didn’t occur, so paying back with spatial artifacts was not overboard.
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However, Polo Ye completely disdained Diluni’s spatial artifacts. What good items could a low-level wizard have?
So, Polo Ye directly kicked them over to the Observer.
The Observer originally didn’t plan on accepting them, but then he had a thought and decided to take the two buttons.
After Diluni’s death, the other two wizards who used the shapeshifting technique seemed to have realized as well and wanted to follow in Diluni’s footsteps. But before they could self-destruct, one of Polo Ye’s tentacles came over and wrapped around them, sticking the two thumb-sized wizards to the tentacle, giving them no chance to self-destruct.
Opportunities are fleeting like this. Diluni had missed many chances before but finally seized this one. But these two wizards were not so lucky.
Although the space freed by the loss of three wizards was considerable, Polo Ye found that the space was still compressing, showing no signs of stopping.
"How much more do you plan to compress? If you shrink it further, I’ll have no choice but to crowd in."
The Observer replied calmly: "We need to achieve an appropriate balance with the attraction outside at the very least."
Lies! Nonsense! Polo Ye inwardly cursed, but dared not show it outwardly, resigning to the situation: "When will it reach balance?"
The Observer responded nonchalantly: "I don’t know. If you find the space too cramped, you can transform yourself, or have him transform."
The Observer was naturally referring to 01.
chimed in: "I know the shapeshifting technique, and I can shrink to the size of a mosquito or fly."
Polo Ye glanced at 01, sure that 01 couldn’t transform because once the energy constraint was lifted, 01 wouldn’t transform but would definitely self-destruct into the Quest World.
Yet 01 did occupy quite a bit of space.
The currently available space was extremely limited, with each person’s distance within half a meter.
Remaining in the space currently were: the Observer, Polo Ye, Angel, 01, and two wizards transformed to an ignorable size.
The Observer and Polo Ye couldn’t be moved.
Angel belonged to the Observer’s side, and Polo Ye valued him greatly, so he couldn’t be exiled.
Thus only 01 remained.
Polo Ye sighed and looked at 01: "Originally, I wanted to capture you and bring you back, conduct a confession ceremony, and use the media to warn other potential offenders."
"But now it seems I can only sacrifice you."
01: "...Does this count as sacrifice?"
Polo Ye didn’t want to execute 01 this quickly, but there was no choice now. Sighing, with a gentle push, 01 was expelled from the distorted domain.
At the last moment, 01 opened his mouth, seemingly ready to say something, but the next moment, his eyes turned blank.
He silently turned, looking towards the distant mysterious fruit, his gaze infatuated and wistful, as if he was looking at the world’s most beautiful treasure. Step by step, he walked forward.
Just as 01 approached the mysterious fruit.
Suddenly, 03, below the mysterious fruit, raised her head, meeting 01’s gaze.
As the cradle for the mysterious fruit’s birth, 03 was nearly devoid of cognition at that moment, and 01 was within the field of attraction, unable to form thoughts.
Yet they somehow exchanged a glance.
Perhaps due to years of past interactions, their physical and spiritual inertia led them to look at each other even in their lost state.
Yet just like that, the next second returned to the cold intersection.
Blood rain fell.
Blood droplets silently land on 03’s wooden-like brow, blood drips following the arc down the face, ending at her cheeks. It seemed like 03 was silently crying.
But her tears weren’t her own, they were 01’s bloody tears.
thought he had schemed for various retreats, but ultimately paused here with a literal full stop.
He probably never expected that his true killer wasn’t those he predicted, but was rather 03, who had once had a fairly good relationship with him. 03 likely never imagined that her decision to swallow the mysterious fruit and attempt saving the base would become a sweeping disaster, causing endless colleagues’ deaths.
The Wizards’ Realm is like this; one moment its sun shines brightly, the next it transforms into a sinister death domain on a whim, seen everywhere.
...
After 01’s death, the space compression still didn’t stop, but its speed slowed considerably compared to before.
Polo Ye again questioned the Observer about the space issue.
Yet this time, the Observer responded with vague, non-committal words.
Seeing the Observer’s unyielding expression, Polo Ye felt frustrated, his gaze sweeping back and forth in discontent.
Finally, he looked at Angel.
Polo Ye’s sapphire-like eyes suddenly flickered with faint light.
"Since you want to keep compressing space, it seems we’ll soon be face-to-face. Still, I certainly don’t want to be close with you, this one seems fine, though the looks aren’t quite to my taste, at least he’s younger~ shwayloh~" Polo Ye swayed closer to Angel.
Seeing this, the Observer quickly reached out to block him.
"What? I won’t do anything to him, why are you anxious? Shwayloh?" Polo Ye teased with a smile: "Or does he have some special significance to you?"
The Observer remained silent.
Polo Ye: "I won’t go over, but at least stop the space compression."
The Observer frowned, as this wasn’t within his control.