Chapter 68 - Fragment of Eternity
In the center of the disaster, the ruptures had joined as one, forming a giant space hole. Absolute darkness and endless dragging force came out of the hole. Not a single trace of light could escape from it. The hole was like a starving monster, waiting to devour anything into its magnificent horror.
The fusion between two planes was both good and bad for a world. The outcome was unpredictable. Once the fusion began, the world’s consciousness would repair and suppress the affected area. The center of the abnormality was where the world’s consciousness applied most repressing power, so the dragging force was not really strong or dangerous as long as one did not go directly into it.
The newly born ruptures around the edge, however, were extremely dangerous without the consciousness to control them. They would slowly become suppressed once they fused into the central rupture.
The green man was going right into the area where the new ruptures were appearing. This place was the most dangerous, and at the same time, most profitable!
With the vine around his feet, the man did his job smoothly at first.
While avoiding several ruptures, he successfully collected four or five light dots. There were also close calls, but he managed to dodge them all with the vine’s help.
As he grabbed the last light dot and placed it into his bottle carefully, the liquid level finally reached two milliliters.
“You won’t have a life soon,” said Flora. She showed a sympathetic look as she said, “You want to use those fragments as your grave fodder? Huh. That’s new.”
Those words made Boko struggle in his mind.
Still, like a miser, he felt extremely reluctant about giving his Fragments of Eternity to someone else.
Flora did not say anything. She just watched as Boko grappled with Death face to face.
“I’ll give you one drop!” Boko’s expression was hard to watch.
No response from Flora. The space rupture turned bigger.
“Two drops? Three!” Boko was almost crying.
Flora gave him a cold look.
As Boko squeezed “eighty percent for you, four drops for me” between his teeth, Flora still kept her sweet smile without speaking anything.
“Good. Eighty percent, in exchange for your life,” A raucous male voice reached Boko’s eardrums.
Flora looked at the newcomer and curled her lips. “Aww teacher. He was going to give me all of them, why do you interrupt?”
It was Sunders. He whispered to Flora, “I have sensed Lady Danae’s aura. She’s trying to locate here from afar.”
If Lady Danae was here, they would not get a single drop of the fragments, let alone eighty percent. That was why Sunders chose such timing to show up.