The Gentleman at the End
Chapter 521 - 519 Confirmation

Chapter 521: Chapter 519 Confirmation

When William plunged to the bottom of the Abyss and shattered into pieces,

all whispers from the darkness, the crushing pressure, and even the direct assault on his physical being vanished; the source of the pressure ceased to exist.

It was as if the Abyss acknowledged this young visitor,

or rather, William had fully adapted to the Abyss during his fall,

The completely shattered physique did not heal immediately, but rather it was the right arm, broken and flung away, that first emitted a ’crack’ sound of bone movement.

The fingers of the severed arm gradually began to move,

a black liquid that did not belong to the Old World seeped out from the gaps of the fingers, repairing the breach and connecting the bones until the entire arm was restored to its original state.

Using the five fingers as ’feet’, the whole arm began to move, and hanging from the broken point of the arm was a piece of Thorny Iron Chain, giving it the sensation of a tail,

Instead of returning directly to William, the severed limb began gathering scattered organs, shattered bones, and fragments of limbs, packaging them in a woven bag formed through "shedding" and bringing them all back.

As the dispersed parts returned to the main body, William, his face smeared with Dead Man Makeup, slowly rose like an ancient cadaver, twisting his dislocated and deformed body back into shape.

Finally, he clasped his upper and lower heads with both hands and gave a hard twist! Crack... even the completely dislocated head was twisted back into alignment.

Oh~ William also let out a quite comfortable sound.

"This is the bottom layer of the Abyss... no, strictly speaking, it is the bottom layer of the Abyss created by Jian, associated with the true Abyss but not entirely the same.

However, as long as it’s related to the true Abyss, that’s entirely sufficient, I just need to confirm whether the path is related to the Abyss or not.

Little grape, turn on the light!"

The eyeball on his forehead immediately emitted a glow of embers, this light directly related to the Evil Sun could dispel even the primal darkness of the Abyss, expanding the visible range to ten meters.

Subsequently,

William attempted to project his spiritual power in the form of a Flying Knife, but as soon as it left the illuminated area, the concentrated spiritual power dispersed on its own.

Clang~ an Iron Chain shot out from his palm, extending into the depths of the darkness, attempting to find the correct direction forward, but soon a cracking sound of obstruction followed.

The deeper the Iron Chain penetrated into the darkness, the stronger the sense of help, but it could spread only about thirty meters before it could no longer move forward.

William’s suitcase had been placed in the Magic House beforehand and was not brought out, so he could not shoot to explore the way forward.

"It seems that I need to actively explore what’s below?

Exploring this bottom layer of the Abyss, completely devoid of any sense of direction, one wrong step might mean never being able to turn back, or even falling into an endless state of being lost.

On the other hand, if I become completely lost in the Abyss, and Mr. Jian’s Performance ends without me finding the correct path, it will prove that my path is unrelated to the Abyss.

Relax, just let nature take its course."

William, maintaining the expressions of various illnesses on his entire body, showed himself to the Abyss as much as possible, even lifting his skull to display his own computer of the same black color.

With the whole-body Epilepsy flaring up, the gentleman’s clothes he wore faintly protruded with brain grooves and circuits, maintaining such a sickly posture as he strolled through the Abyss.

Completely indifferent to where he might end up, he simply followed some intuition in his heart and wandered aimlessly.

In the wandering, forgetting time,

in the quietude, losing oneself,

in the Abyss, shutting off everything,

this feeling was like returning to that huge black sea as dark as ink, alone in a single-person canoe, where the canoe’s destination was related only to the current of the black sea.

However, back then there was a beam of light from a lighthouse giving William a ’direction’ in his body.

"Right... the lighthouse!"

What precisely the lighthouse meant in the black sea, William still couldn’t confirm, but he was very clear that the lighthouse gave him the opportunity to Transcend and be reborn.

Lost at the bottom of the Abyss, William started using his Madness Brain to recreate the concept of the ’lighthouse’ in his consciousness. When the specific image of the lighthouse took shape in his brain,

Hum!

The light, indicative of direction, once again shone forth, pulling William’s Thought toward a certain direction within the Abyss.

Until... snap!

Physical struck something that wasn’t entirely the surface of a stone wall; it was somewhat soft and damp.

When William opened his eyes, a "door" appeared before him.

This was a door imbued with a strong biotech vibe, its surface etched with lines that were somewhere between veins and metal pipes, stacked layer upon layer, giving the door a visually enticing effect.

The lines themselves were flowing with some sort of Abyssal liquid, as if sustaining the door’s vitality or flowing towards its depths.

William tried to push the door but found that no matter how much strength he used, he could not budge it,

When he looked at the lines on the door again, a flash of insight suddenly crossed his mind.

"These lines seem to have another purpose, from a certain angle they appear more like a series of secret passages... Could it be."

William stepped backward slowly and shifted sideways, adjusting his perspective.

Until the lines on the door rearranged themselves in his vision, sketching out a pitch-black passage.

When William approached the black door from this angle, the so-called "door" ceased to exist, and before him was transformed into a narrow, profound biological passage.

It was as if an individual’s subjective consciousness could switch the concept of ’door’ and ’passage’.

William stood at the entrance of the passage, distinctly feeling the primal and potent aura of illness emanating from within.

The passage seemed to lead to the center of the world yet was filled with endless unknowns.

Just as William was about to step into the passage, disregarding his fear of the unknown, a sound came from behind him.

"Enough!

My Magic Cube can’t support you going any deeper, complete confirmation is enough. Prepare for your journey to the Extremely Dark Land, to the true Abyss to complete your path."

No sooner had the voice faded, than a hand wearing Magic Gloves landed on William’s shoulder.

With a fierce pull!

Hum~ a ringing echoed through the entire Madness Brain, and William was suddenly ejected from the Abyss, along with the Audience in the venue and the Magic Cube in Jian’s hand.

Thud!

The Magic Cube hit the ground, and the Audience also returned to their seats in succession.

However, most of the Audience’s eyes had turned black, clearly consumed by the Abyss during their fall.

At the same time,

Cheers full of emotion and excitement came from the backstage beneath the sealed floor.

"Nice!!!"

Meanwhile, William had fallen back into his seat backstage,

The joy of finding the path and the delight of a successful performance overlapped, unable to suppress the joy, he bent his knees and with a forceful push, his head collided hard with the ceiling.

Even Jian standing above could feel a slight tremor.

"William, have you... found the path?" Catherine, seemingly affected by this contagious excitement, also brightened up a bit.

William pulled his head from the cracked ceiling and settled back down, "Yes! It’s indeed hidden beneath the Abyss."

"Then you’re going to the real Abyss..."

"Yes, Catherine, would you like to come with me?"

"No, I don’t want to go~ What’s in it for me? Just the thought of Uncle Jian’s eyes makes me uncomfortable, let alone going to the real Abyss."

As the two were talking,

The clown Art, who was to perform the finale, tore off his elaborately prepared sun headgear, scattering shining beads that eventually turned into glowing pus.

"Ah~ after preparing for so long, that guy Jian cut the Audience size to 10%, alright! We can go back and rest now.

This performance is over prematurely~"

Just as Art was about to leave with a dejected face, his nostrils suddenly twitched.

"Hmm! Has the Honored Tumor Knight come looking for me!"