Based on Angel’s current knowledge reserves, he cannot comprehend or understand this structure. However, this structure has indeed brought him some gains.
It is a very wondrous experience. He feels like he has transformed into a water-absorbing sponge, unable to understand the mysteries of this "water," but due to some indescribable yet inexplicable instinct, he integrates certain profound and elusive information into his own thoughts.
Those floating messages, rushing in from various dimensions, dazzled in front of Angel’s eyes.
At this moment, he was completely unaware of the changes in the outside world, wholeheartedly aligning his divine thoughts with the frequency of the Beginning of the Mysteries. Eventually, Angel himself seemed to have merged with that interdimensional structure, though it was entirely beyond his imagination. In his mind, a metaphysical outline gradually formed.
While Angel was immersed in the impact of information, others were tormented by the wildly increasing attraction.
When the crack spread to thirty percent of the fruit shell, a wizard unintentionally, with a mesmerized expression, rushed toward it.
Without any surprise, this wizard turned into nourishment for the fruit. Not only did it accelerate the speed of the crack’s diffusion, but also made the emerging red light more dazzling.
When the crack spread to fifty percent, the second, third... fifth wizard, followed suit and transformed into a blood rain.
There were hardly any remaining wizards on the scene, yet the crack continued to diffuse.
When the crack reached seventy percent, another group of wizards lost control of themselves, becoming sacrifices. Now, no more than three wizards were left.
When the crack spread to ninety percent, the remaining three wizards couldn’t hold on, and they all stepped forward following their instincts.
However, this time, they did not become sacrifices.
As they got close to the mysterious fruit, they were swept away by a pink octopus tentacle.
There is no doubt that the one who swept away the three was Polo Ye.
As soon as Polo Ye took action, the Observer’s gaze turned over. Polo Ye’s gem-like eyes sparkled with a quiet light: "Shulock? Can’t I even save people?"
Observer: "Do you really want to save people?"
Polo Ye’s lips curved into a soft arc: "At least, I am willing to save them at this moment."
The Observer snorted coldly. He understood Polo Ye’s calculations very well. Based on the current maturity level of the mysterious fruit, it no longer requires human lives to sacrifice; it is enough to mature. In this situation, Polo Ye naturally began considering matters after the mysterious fruit’s complete chaos.
Item 01 can become a bargaining chip for experiments in Polo Ye’s hands, so why can’t others be? These three wizards are specifically saved by him for experimenting with the effects of chaotic objects.
Clearly, blatantly using Southern Domain Wizards for human experimentation in front of the Observer is not feasible. But this time, it’s an exception. Polo Ye doesn’t need to operate personally for this human experiment. He just needs to wait for the mysterious fruit to be completely chaotic and then release these three wizards.
Under the influence of chaotic rhythm, these three wizards will surely actively "throw themselves into the flames," and Polo Ye can completely blame it on their own "initiative."
The Observer saw through Polo Ye’s intentions, hence he couldn’t help but furrow his brows in cold confrontation.
Polo Ye was entirely unfazed by the Observer’s anger, as defying rules by challenging the Observer was also a kind of pleasure for him.
Seeing that the Observer remained silent, Polo Ye knew that his rule-defying attempt was essentially successful this time. Unfortunately, the opponent was too weak, leaving Polo Ye slightly unsatisfied.
While Polo Ye was feeling smug internally, the crack distribution on the fruit shell was almost completely filled.
Quantifying with numbers, the crack reached ninety-five percent.
When reaching this numeric node, the progress of the crack’s spread began slowing down, not due to lack of internal energy, but the fruit shell itself seemed to still cling to the inside, requiring a transmutation process.
And this process clearly needs some time.
While they were waiting, a force of accumulation suddenly began rising from Angel.
The one who first noticed this accumulating force was the Observer, who looked at Angel with some doubt. Angel seemed still trapped in some kind of thought, unable to extricate himself, yet inexplicably a momentum radiated from around him.
This momentum gradually heightened, the process of rising filled with elasticity, like a bow and arrow poised to strike, gradually drawing power on the harmonious string.
Whenever Angel showed such accumulating force, the Observer wasn’t surprised. But he is evidently still in a state of obsession, how has he suddenly started accumulating?
This bizarre sensation shouldn’t be appearing on Angel at this moment.
As the Observer was feeling suspicious, the accumulating force finally reached its maximum stretching string.
The Observer did not know what mutation might occur on Angel, but he instinctively initiated the Twisted Domain. The passive Twisted Domain and his actively operated Twisted Domain are entirely different, with powerful twisting forces breaking through constraints, enveloping Angel all around.
This action by the Observer also attracted Polo Ye’s attention.
When Polo Ye turned his head, he first saw the denser Twisted Domain, but that wasn’t the focus, the focus was the familiar force suddenly emanating from the young man in the Twisted Domain.
"Shulock——?"
Upon sensing such power, Polo Ye was shocked into elongating his catchphrase, its tail further lifting to the forehead.
Because, this power, he was all too familiar with, or rather, everyone present including those tragic deceased wizards wouldn’t find it strange.
Mysterious Power!
Moreover, the mysterious power pulsating around Angel, and the mysterious power emanating from the mysterious fruit, are remarkably similar.
It’s just that the mysterious power around Angel is too weak, even smaller than some failed half-products. But its origin, is indistinguishable from the mysterious fruit!
What’s going on?
Polo Ye felt a bit disoriented. Could this be one of the chaos rhythms of the Mysterious Fruit? Not only does it create a terrifying attraction, but it also assimilates humans?
If that’s really the case, then why are these few fools completely inactive?
Polo Ye turned to look at the group of Wizards, including No. 01. Their expressions were quite similar to Angel’s, all showing a fascinated look in the direction of the Mysterious Fruit. Only around Angel was there the swaying Mysterious Power, while these other guys were motionless.
While Polo Ye was suspicious, the voice of the City Lord suddenly echoed in his mind.
Gluz Deward’s Divine Thought, since becoming concerned with the chaos of the Mysterious Fruit, had basically stopped speaking, and even when Polo Ye actively sought conversation, he got no response. Now, with the City Lord speaking unprompted, Polo Ye felt a bit surprised.
"Polo Ye, listen carefully. The priority of your tasks needs adjustment."