Imagine a place where space constantly collapses, surrounded by a magical vacuum, with a disorder object at its center releasing a terrifying level of attraction and traction—what a horrifying sight that would be.
No life or matter could exist around it.
Moreover, nearly all containment methods commonly used by mystic hunters would fail.
If this situation were indeed the complete state of the disorder object, it would be terrifying. Containment would be a luxury, unless a miracle occurs, a miracle that is both phenomena and phenomenon.
But miracles are rare.
So, if the final form of the disorder object is truly this terrifying, the only way is to find a way to exile it to remote domains...at the very least, keep it out of the Southern Domain.
Otherwise, it might be harmless in the short term, but in the long term, it could very well lead to the collapse of the Southern Domain.
The terror of the disorder object is evident.
The Observer and Polo Ye both foresee such terrible consequences, though their reactions differ. The Observer remains silent, glancing occasionally at Angel, eyes flickering uncertainly.
Polo Ye, after spinning several circles in place, flew in front of the Observer: "Things have come to this, and you still don’t intend to lift the space limitations?"
Seeing the Observer silent, Polo Ye pointed to the distant Mysterious Fruit, raising his voice sharply in a child-like tone: "You know better than I what will happen if this develops further—you are the Observer of the Orderly Guild. Are you sure you want to just sit here and watch? Or are we just going to wait here for death?"
From Polo Ye not using his usual catchphrases, it was clear how agitated he was.
Under Polo Ye’s persistent questioning, the Observer finally spoke.
However, what he said made Polo Ye’s expression turn very unpleasant.
"When did I ever say I set a space limitation within the twisted realm?" The Observer looked at Polo Ye with calm eyes.
Polo Ye recalled carefully, indeed the Observer had never said he set a space limitation. But he had never denied it either, which Polo Ye took as implicit confirmation.
"Surely, you’re deceiving me?"
"If you think I’m deceiving you, you don’t have to believe it." The Observer snorted coldly, no longer speaking.
At this moment, the previously silent Gluz Deward softly spoke within Polo Ye’s consciousness: "The Observer’s lies are easier to see through than those of other wizards. And he probably isn’t lying."
Even with Gluz Deward saying so, how could Polo Ye dare to doubt?
But if it wasn’t the Observer’s doing, why couldn’t they open a Plane Corridor?
Polo Ye’s heart stirred, and he turned to look at the increasingly radiant Mysterious Fruit in the distance.
"Could it be its trait?" Excluding the Observer’s suspicion, the only thing she could suspect was the Mysterious Fruit, though she found it strange since the Mysterious Fruit’s trait had never restricted space before.
"Perhaps, maybe." The response came from Gluz Deward, though to Polo Ye, this spiritual power signal now seemed weaker than ever.
"Your current condition, Sir..."
Gluz Deward: "I’m fine, I’m just a bit distracted preparing for the descent process with some backlash, but it’s not serious."
Polo Ye’s eyes showed a hint of guilt—if he had opened the Void Gate to leave, the Lord of the City wouldn’t need to descend. But now there is no way; with the void sealed, only the Lord of the City can come and open a path to escape.
"How much longer, Sir, until you can descend?"
Gluz Deward: "I will strive to descend within three minutes. Before that, I need you to disclose my situation to the Observer to a limited extent, as I need his cooperation to descend."
"But now the void is already sealed..."
"The seal is only on the inner to outer void; entering the Southern Domain from the void has not been blocked. I tested it; one of my controllable bodies stored in the void can enter the Southern Domain. I will use your body as an anchor point to shuttle over, merging my divine thought with this body to descend."
For Gluz Deward to descend to Polo Ye’s side, he must pass through the twisted realm, so he must communicate with the Observer and get his consent to enter.
Of course, Gluz Deward could also slightly deviate the coordinates to go to a place without a twisted realm.
However, he is also wary of the disorder object’s situation now. Who could have thought what they initially assumed to be a regular disorder object would become increasingly terrifying now?
Especially when its energy attraction started, its terror level skyrocketed.
According to the Hoopa Coefficient number proposed by the Orderly Guild, this disorder object’s Hoopa Coefficient is estimated to exceed 70.
This is already an exceedingly terrifying and dangerous number. Such a disorder object would have the Orderly Guild hesitating even if it could be contained. After all, containment does not mean absolute safety. How it’s managed afterward also poses significant expenses, with risks of casualties during and after containment. Therefore, the more terrifying the disorder object, the more the Orderly Guild hesitates to deal with it.
For this reason, Gluz Deward is fearful; who would have expected the Mysterious Fruit to have such two-faced traits, attracting not only creatures but now even non-biological energy—it’s terrifying.
Moreover, he is just an incarnation; protecting this aspect of himself is already quite fortunate. Beyond this, it all depends on luck.
"I understand, Shualuo."
Polo Ye succinctly conveyed Gluz Deward’s situation to the Observer.
Polo Ye concealed Gluz Deward’s identity, only mentioning that there was a Phantom Spirit City backup hiding in the void. He will break the space limitation, open an anchor point from the void to enter the twisted realm, and then, using the spatial gap, they can escape.
The Observer fell into deep thought. From their perspective, what Polo Ye said is indeed a highly maneuverable plan.
They assumed that the inability to open the Void Gate was caused by the Mysterious Fruit. Since the Mysterious Fruit couldn’t affect the void, the void could still be accessed in reverse from the Southern Domain.
This way, an exit was possible.
No matter how they thought about it, this method seemed logical.
But they missed one thing: what actually blocked the Plane Corridor was Angel’s green pattern domain field.
The so-called "external aid" Polo Ye mentioned, regardless of who it is, to use Polo Ye as an anchor point should seek Angel’s clearance, not theirs.
The Observer’s mind was heavy with thoughts. Undoubtedly, this required Angel to make a decision. But now, Angel, who was either pretending or genuinely engrossed in the joy of the disorder object’s birth, was entirely unconcerned with external matters.
Interfering with Angel was not an option for the Observer...Although he suspected Angel was "performing," what if Angel truly gained insights that he interrupted? According to the Observer’s principles, a price must be paid for such disruptions. Already owing Angel a large compensatory debt, another would be burdensome. How would he repay— with his life?